It has been two hours since they got trapped in the closet. Penny was so bored, that she took a nap, again. Sherman, however, stayed awake, thinking about the situation. What did they do to deserve this? How did they forget to put a door knob on the other side of the door? Didn't knobs have two ends? Why did they buy one that can only be installed on one side of the door? How come Mr. Peabody finds it difficult to eat peanut butter? So many questions flooded his mind.

He suddenly winced in pain. He remembered the scratches he got when he and Mr. Peabody were building this closet him and Penny are currently trapped in. He rolled up his sleeves, and there it was revealed the damage that was caused. He got some scratches and wounds on his arms. It wasn't a pretty sight. Some were even still bleeding. The good thing is that his shirt was thick enough so the blood wouldn't look obvious when it stains it. I need to get out of here, fast… he felt a little weak, nauseous at the sight of the blood. He carefully rolled down his sleeves.

He suddenly heard Penny mumble in her power nap. She was napping with her legs stretched, her knees unbent. He was thinking of waking her up, thinking she might have a bad dream, but went against it. He decided to have some fun. It was his sort of revenge against her because of her joke about the burritos and calling him "Mr. Gullible". That was the first time he heard that nickname, and he instantly hated it. He tried to focus on Penny's voice, but he couldn't understand most of the words she was mumbling. After thirty seconds, she still mumbled, and he still couldn't understand her. That was the case until…

"Sh…Shh…" What was she trying to say? Sherman never stopped listening.

"Sh…Sher…Sherman…" He was a little surprised. Why was she saying his name? He thought of one possibility. Even in her dreams, she makes fun of me… Even though he was uncertain that this was the truth, he still glared at the sleeping girl, and crossed his arms.

"Sherman…I…I…" she moved her head a little, now facing the other way. Sherman got more curious. Penny leaned her head forward, and tried to kiss him. The problem is, Sherman is on the opposite side of the closet. It looked like she was trying to kiss the air. Sherman's pupils shrunk to the size of marbles. He didn't expect that she would do that. She leaned in even more, until… she face planted on the floor. She snored lightly. She remained in that position for awhile. Sherman was still frozen. He couldn't find her current position funny because the thought of her trying to kiss him was still stuck in his mind. She finally woke up. She slowly sat up straight, leaning on the closet shelves behind her.

"W-what happened? My face hurts…" she said softly. She massaged parts of her face, mostly her nose, trying to ease the pain.

"Sh-Sherman?" she looked at him. He didn't respond.

"Hellooooooo? Earth to Sherman? Are you there?" She waved her hands, trying to get his attention.

He was still frozen. His pupils were still as small as marbles. There was another thing she could do to get him out of his trance.

"Sherman! Look! The door's open!" She pointed at the door. This made Sherman move a little. It worked.

"W-WHAT?! It is?!" He turned around, only to find out it was still closed. I can't believe I fell for that! I was already leaning on it!

Penny laughed. "You actually believed me! Again!"

Sherman glared down at the floor and crossed his arms. Penny spoke. "You are so gullible Sherman." She chuckled and had a smug look on her face. Another win for her.

Sherman can't believe it. He fell for her traps again. This time it was his own fault, for not waking her up. His plan for revenge turned against him. Why is everything going against me? He made sure that next time, he will not fall for any of her tricks again.

He really wanted to get out of the closet. Penny also wanted to get out, but she was having fun.