Another snoozing session has passed for the two kids. With the number of times they took a nap, it's like the closet has some energy-draining device hidden inside it. Mr. Peabody wouldn't build such a thing, right?
Penny woke up first. She decided to wake up Sherman, who was sitting beside her. "Sherman. Hey Sherman, wake up." She whispered. She shook his shoulder lightly. However, Sherman didn't respond. She shook his shoulder even more. He still didn't wake up. She was starting to panic. "Sherman? Sherman! Wake up!" Was it because of the wounds? That's the only possible answer. The door wasn't even air-tight to prevent Oxygen from coming in.
Of course Sherman isn't gone, he just screamed, "Boo!" This made Penny scream in fear, and after realizing what just happened, she got angry. Sherman laughed. He finally got his sweet revenge.
Penny softly punched his arm. "That wasn't funny at all!" She looked at him angrily, with her cheeks flushed. I can't believe I fell for that…
Sherman still laughed a little, until he spoke. "I guess it's your turn to be gullible, Miss Gullible."
"I really thought you weren't breathing at all!" Penny said.
"Oh, so you were THAT concerned about me?" Sherman jokingly said.
Penny's eyes widened as she blushed, and she looked away, crossing her arms. "I-It's not that I was concerned about you at all!" she paused for awhile, then continued. "I…" She looked at Sherman, the redness of her cheeks never leaving. She closed her eyes as she said, "I was just making sure so Mr. Peabody won't be mad at me!" Sherman gasped.
Then suddenly, Penny fainted, her back leaning on the wall. "P-Penny?" Sherman was about to stand up, but he saw her breathing. Sherman sighed in relief. And I thought she had a heart attack… Sherman went back to leaning on the door, the evil object that caused all of this to happen. He was thinking about Penny's actions earlier. Why was Penny acting like that? It was just a joke… And why was she blushing? The oblivious Sherman suddenly remembered something. Wait a minute, there's a Japanese term for this! He tried to remember the word, but he failed. Oh man, I forgot.
Sherman stared at the shelves, asking himself, "Now what?"
Sorry for not updating sooner. I'm running out of ideas for this story.