Cornelius sat down in his seat, as the hover cab began to bring him home. He was very pleased with the way the conference went, but couldn't wait to be home with his family. Cornelius thought back to before he had left and memories of his family flooded through his head. He remembered when his uncle Fritz and Aunt Petunia started a food fight two nights before he had left. He remembered his father, Bud, waltzing around in his now "perfected" fireproof pants and setting the curtains on fire. He remembered the sweet smell of his wife, Franny, as she got ready for the day. He remembered the look on his son's face, when he screamed at him for using the time machine again.

Oh Wilbur, Cornelius thought. What am I going to do with you? Cornelius did not mean to be harsh on Wilbur, he was just worried about the safety of his son. Wilbur tended to get himself into very dangerous situations, and Cornelius could not stand it if he had lost him. Cornelius sighed, just keep moving forward, he thought. Wilbur will be fine he thought. He probably forgot about the whole thing. A smile made its way on to Cornelius's face. Even though his son was a bit of a troublemaker, he was the best thing that had ever happened to him.

Wilbur and Carl walked outside to meet with the rest of the Robinson family. Wilbur just kept his head down, and tried to avoid eye contact with the other members of his family.

"I wonder if he brought us anything" Tallulah squealed, she always loved when her cousin Cornelius would come back from conferences with presents for the entire family.

"C'mon sis, can't you just be excited that he is coming home?" Laszlo questioned.

"Sure, but imagine what type of gift we would get from Rio" Tallulah cooed, her the pitch in her voice increased tremendously.

"Hey, I think I see him" Lucille shouted and pointed in the distance. Wilbur looked up to where his grandmother had gestured. Sure enough, there was a hover cab making its way to the Robinson Mansion. Wilbur felt his stomach drop, his face became outrageously pale, and his heart raced. Carl looked over to see the physiological changes present in Wilbur.

"Hey little buddy, its going to be okay" Carl said reassuringly and put an arm around Wilbur's shoulders to show his support. Wilbur just gulped and put his head down again. Deep breaths he thought to himself. Maybe he won't see you and you can just go to bed. Wilbur heard the sound of the hover cab get louder and louder, until finally there was no sound at all, just complete silence. Wilbur heard a door open and a few moments after, he heard cheering coming from his family. Wilbur just stood there, with no signs of movement, just staring at the ground.

"We missed you darling" Franny said, as she threw her arms around her husband and kissed him passionately. Cornelius smiled at his wife and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Not as much as I missed you" he replied and kissed her once again. The rest of the family moved forward to greet Cornelius. Wilbur couldn't make out any particular voice since everyone was speaking all at the same time. The roar of his family rung in his ears and he felt a little better.

Cornelius tried to calm the crowd by gesturing them to be quiet.

"Thank you everyone, this really means a lot to me that you are all here. I have many things I wish to tell you all about my trip, but at last, this will have to wait for dinner. As for your gifts, you will receive those at dinner as well" Cornelius stated to his family. They all hugged him and went on their separate ways. Franny still stood there hugging her husband with no signs of letting go. Cornelius looked towards his house to find his son and his robot companion, Carl, standing there. Cornelius studied his son's face. Wilbur looked sickly, his eyes were big and puffy, his face was pale, he looked weak, and just very sad. Cornelius's heart sank, he did not want to see his son in this much pain. Was this because of me? He thought. He looked away from his son and towards his wife.

"Shall we go forth my dear?" he asked with a coy smile across his face.

"I think we shall" Franny replied and the couple trotted to the house.

At dinner, everyone received their gifts from Rio. Wilbur looked over his, it was a medallion from the Olympic Chargeball competition. Wilbur turned it over to see it was engraved with something. He squinted his eyes to read the phrase, "Para o meu filho e o meu melhor amigo. Eu amo você mais do que a vida a si própria." Wilbur stared at the phrase trying to figure it out. I don't know Portuguese, why would he think I could read this? Wilbur thought. Wilbur angrily put the medallion in his pocket and started to eat. He took one bite, and then slammed his fork on his plate, the table went silent. Wilbur's stomach ached all over, he was in so much pain he could barely sit up.

"Wilbur, honey, are you all right?" Franny asked again with the same concern she had expressed earlier.

"Mom, I told you, I'm fine. Just leave me alone" Wilbur said sternly, he didn't even realize how rude he sounded. He just needed to get out of there, before anyone asked any more questions.

"Wilbur, your mother was just asking, you don't need to give her any attitude" Cornelius stated in his wife's defense.

"Whatever, I'm not hungry anyway" Wilbur said and he rose from the table and started walking back to his room. Cornelius rose as well and called after him. When there was no answer, Cornelius left to go bring his son back.

Once Wilbur got into his room he lifted his shirt and looked into the mirror. What he saw alarmed him. He had a huge bruise that took up most of his stomach. Now he wasn't a doctor, but Wilbur was sure that this was not a good sign. Wilbur jumped when he heard a banging sound coming from right outside his door.

"WILBUR ROBINSON, YOU OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW" his father shouted. Wilbur was in no mood to deal with his father. He had to act fast. Wilbur ran to his closet and pulled out a bag that was full of clothes and a couple of his father's old inventions. He grabbed the bag and put it around his shoulders and ran to his window. He opened it and jumped out and ran as far away from the Robinson household as he could. He struggled to run as his stomach still hurt and running only made it worst, but Wilbur did not want to get caught and have to face his father, so he kept running.

Cornelius finally was able to decode the locked door to gain entry into his son's bedroom. He stormed in and was about to scream again until he took in his surroundings. No one was there, he knew Wilbur had to be in there, he heard him walking around when he was pounding on the door. Cornelius checked everywhere in Wilbur's room and still couldn't find him. Cornelius began to worry, it was not like Wilbur to be acting the way he was and now he had no idea where he went. Cornelius scanned the room one more time and then he stopped. His eyes widened as he zoomed in on the open window leading towards to woods. Cornelius's heart sunk even deeper, his eyes began to swell, and a tear fell down his cheek. He couldn't make sense of it and could barely speak. All he could manage to say was "Wilbur" in a very cold heartbroken voice. Cornelius fell to his knees and tried to think. Think of someway he could find his missing son.