Lost and Found

by Kodiwolf321

Visiting the past in a time machine is one thing. But having the Past come to you is something different. Mr. Peabody faces the past that left him with a result that could lead to a new future, His son teenage Thomas Peabody. born human with only a trademark of his left eye being green. can these two make up for lost time or crash into each other for the worse? rated T to be safe

18. Mr Foxx's Offer

Chapter 18: Mr. Foxx's Offer

Thomas took the elevator down to the main lobby while texting on his phone. Sherman had somethings to get with Penny and her friends and Peabody had some work to while teaching Marina the ropes of being his personal assistant. Thomas decided to either go to the skate park or go to the mall during the day while everyone else is doing their own thing . Thomas got off the elevator and walked through the main lobby and heard out the door. Thomas started skating as soon as he got outside and was headed for the skate park first. At the end of the street. A black limousine was sitting there with black tinted windows. Thomas was about to skate past the limo but then it's back door opened. "Hey! Peabody!" Mr. Foxx called out. Thomas then stopped skating on his skateboard and stood in front of the limo. "Hello," Mr. Foxx," Thomas said not being intrigued by Mr. Foxx's appearance. "Can I give you a ride somewhere?" Mr. Foxx asked with a smile. Thomas felt a shiver go down his spine. "I think I'm okay Mr. Foxx but thank you," Thomas said taking a step back. Thomas bumped into one of Mr. Foxx's big bodyguards. Thomas looked behind him and saw the big bodyguard. Thomas then sighed as he turn and look at Mr. Foxx. " a ride would be just great," Thomas said while getting in the limo. The bodyguard then shut the door behind Thomas and then got in the front seat. The driver then started the limo and then they were off. "So what's this about?" Thomas asked. Mr Foxx sat in his seat smiling. "Thomas I want to talk about your campaign," Mr. Foxx said with another smile. Thomas didn't like where this going already. "Mr. Foxx whatever this is. it's between you and my dad," Thomas said studying Mr. Foxx's body language.

Mr. Foxx chuckled. "I've tried talking to you dad about things. But it never seems to work. So I thought what about the son. I'm sure he has some of his father in him but maybe he'll be a little more understanding," Mr. Foxx said with a dark smile. "More understanding about what? The fact that you copied Pepsi Emotion and making Cola Emotions is not going to be more understanding." Thomas said crossing his arms. Mr. Fox raised one eye brow as he held his cane under his chin. "Well... The dog has taught you more ticks than you know," Mr. Foxx said with another dark smile. This was now getting on Thomas's nerves. "What? Are you saying I'm a dog or something?" Thomas asked getting on the edge of his seat. "Well you do have Mr. Peabody's blood running in your veins. I'm sure there's more than just white hair and your left eye being the same green as your fathers," Mr. Foxx said cocking his head to the right. Thomas was a little speechless at this point. "How much does your dad give you for your campaign?" Mr. Foxx asked. Thomas was now scared to talk. "Maybe a couple hundred. But He's saving most of the money I earn for my choice of college or for something I really want," Thomas answered. Mr. Foxx started laughing. "I've pulled up your record. You've handle more than a couple hundred dollars have you?" Mr. Foxx asked. Thomas simply nodded. Mr. Foxx nodded. "Ten thousand dollars was a lot to hide from your dad wasn't it?" Mr. Foxx asked. Thomas just nodded again. "And all of it was to just keep one man away wasn't it?" Mr. Foxx asked. Mr. Foxx knew how to push these buttons. This conversation with Mr. Foxx made Thomas sick from his stomach. "Yes," Thomas answered. "And your dad doesn't know does he?" Mr. Foxx asked. Thomas shook his head.

Mr. Foxx nodded. "Don't worry Peabody your secrets safe with me," Mr. Foxx said siting back in his seat. "But back to the money thing with your dad. A couple hundred dollars a week or a day?" Mr. Foxx asked. Thomas sighed sitting back in his seat. "Couple hundred dollars a week. Sometimes every two weeks," Thomas said looking down. "Oh. Well if I was your father I would give you the world and more," Mr. Foxx said leaning forward in his seat with a smile. "But I don't need the world and more. My dad gives me food, a place to live and warm clothes on my back," Thomas said biting his lip. Mr. Foxx laughed. "Oh wake up Peabody! Your dads a billionaire and a walking talking genius like me! Don't you think he could put a little more effort for you? And what I don't get is that why don't you get more credit for you being you," Mr. Foxx said looking Thomas in the eye. "What do you mean by that?" Thomas asked. Mr. Foxx chuckled as he sat back in his seat. "Your dad created a human child!" Mr. Foxx said throwing his arms in the air. "Your one of the best inventions the world has ever seen!" Mr. Foxx continued with his theory. "Yeah but there's many children out there," Thomas said trying to end this. "But my boy do those children have a dog as there biological father?" Mr Foxx questioned. Thomas was speechless. "I think you can do the rest of the math," Mr. Foxx said with a smile. Thomas then started to get a headache. "And another thing. How long would you say your dad could find someone? Like a get a girlfriend maybe even get married. How long would it take to start all this over again and have him conceive a much better child than you," Mr. Foxx asked with his ears pulled back. Thomas couldn't take this anymore. "Can we be done with this?" Thomas asked. The limo then stopped. "Your free to go Peabody," Mr. Foxx said as he opened the door. Thomas then step out of the limo and stood at the edge of the side walk.

"One more thing Peabody," Mr. Foxx said as he turned and looked at Thomas. "And what might that be Mr. Foxx?" Thomas asked fighting the tears. "Oh I hope I don't hurt your feelings with the reality check up?" Mr. Foxx asked. Thomas just rubbed his eyes and shook his head. "No... No you didn't," Thomas answered. Mr. Foxx nodded. "Good. Here this is for you if you want to join my campaign with Coke cola," Mr. Foxx said as he handed Thomas an envelope. Thomas took the envelope but didn't open it. "There more where that came from if you choose to join me," Mr. Foxx said as he winked before closing the door. Mr. Fox then drove off leaving Thomas on the side walk. Thomas then opened the envelope and found a business card and a thousand dollars. "Great! Just great!" Thomas shouted as he started to walking home since his day was just ruined. While walking home Thomas dropped off the envelope in a drop box for a church that was a block away from his house.

Peabody and Marina were in the pent house talking about the future of Pepsi Emotion. "Sir I was thinking about what if Thomas could spray paint a picture of a Pepsi can, with some kind of design," Marina suggested. Peabody nodded. "I like that idea," Peabody said with a smile. Marina nodded. "I talked to Pepsi this morning and they are intrigued by the idea. We just have to see if Thomas wants to do," Marina said with a smile. "I'm sure he would love to do," Peabody said with a smile. Marina looked at Peabody in the eye and smiled. "Yeah I think it would be fun," Marina said as she continued to smile. "So where would we do this paining?" Peabody asked as he leaned forward. "Oh... Pepsi has a few places in park," Marina said as she handed Peabody of a map of some places in the park. Peabody took the map and looked at it. Peabody smiled as he nodded. "These places are great," Peabody said looking at Marina. Peabody and Marina just looked at each other for a few seconds before they heard shouting. "Damn it!" Thomas shouted as he walked out of the elevator and throw his backpack on the ground. Peabody and Marina both looked down from the left to see Thomas upset. "Are you alright son?" Peabody asked from above. Thomas starts to rub the back of his neck as he looked up at his father. "Yeah I'm fine," Thomas replied looking back down. Peabody knew something else was wrong but didn't push it. "Alright son. Can you come up here and we can talk about you next move with the campaign," Peabody said cheerfully. Thomas then shook his head. "My next move for the campaign? What so you can make more money off of me?" Thomas snapped. Peabody was taken back by this. "Make more money off of you. What do you mean son?" Peabody asked as he stood up. Thomas just shook his head. "Nothing I just... I talk to you later," Thomas said as he walked towards the bathroom.

Peabody was confused but worried about his son. "Maybe I should get going," Marina said as she grabbed her things. "Wait Ms. Goodwin. Um I'm not doing anything thing this after noon. Do you want to discuss this plan over lunch?" Peabody asked. Marina raised one eye brow. "Um... Sure," Marina said with a smile. Peabody smiled. "Great. Can you meet me by my car?" Peabody asked. Marina nodded. "Yes sir." Marina replied. Marina went down in the elevator while Peabody was grabbing somethings together. Peabody walked by the bathroom and knocked on the door. "Thomas?" Peabody said as he knocked. "What do you want?" Thomas asked through the door. "Me and Ms. Good are going to have a lunch meeting. Do want to come?" Peabody asked. Thomas just sighed as he looked into the mirror. "No it's okay I'll stay here." Thomas said. Peabody felt a little bit heart broken at this. "Oh... Okay I'll bring you and Sherman something," Peabody replied taking a step back away from the bathroom door. "Okay," Thomas simply said. Peabody sighed to himself as he left the pent house leaving Thomas home alone. Thomas washed his face with cold water. Thomas could hear Mr. Foxx's words in the back of his mind almost like bullets that were slowing going through his body. "How long would you say your dad could find someone? Like a get a girlfriend maybe even get married. How long would it take to start all this over again and have him conceive a much better child than you," Mr. Foxx's words were like venom but Thomas knew this couldn't be true or could it? Could Peabody really make a better child than Thomas?

Kodiwolf321 A/N Well... Things are starting to heat up again. I mean like... Mr. Foxx has got some poison up his sleeve and man let me just say Cat vs. Dog at this point. Mr. Foxx the cat vs. Mr. Peabody the dog. Let the games begin ding ding! And what better way to start off the games by turning your own kid against you. Well guys that's it for now see ya!