Poor Sherman is in trouble. Uh oh. Well, here's the second part of Penny's Diary. Enjoy reading while I go and ignore my brother.

Sherman couldn't help but feel sick, being under the pressure of Penny's cold, hard stare. Time seemed to tick by slowly, way too slowly.

"Well?" Penny snapped. "I'm waiting."

"It was just lying around under your bed-"

"Another thing!" Penny screamed. "You were snooping under my bed!"

"What's the point of keeping that diary around anyways?" Sherman asked, getting up and leaving Penny's diary on the floor. "You can't even read that thing, anyways!"

"That's the point! I can read it, but other people can't!"

Sherman sighed. "Why do you make these secret codes anyways?"

"Are you kidding?" Penny asked. "People read each others diaries all the time! Your friends Mason and Carl always try to read my diary!"

"And I try to read your diary as well," Sherman smirked.

"No, you don't! You are never getting your hands on my diary again!"

"Whatever," said Sherman, getting up to leave the room.

"Not so fast, Sherman!" Penny shrieked. Her voice was loud and scary enough to make Sherman freeze in place. "You don't get off that easy!" She started to walk toward the board game they were playing with a mischievous grin on her face.

"No, Penny!" Sherman screamed, backing away. "You don't have to do anything!"

"Yes I do!" Penny yelled, grabbing the game pieces and tossing them all over poor Sherman.

"Well Sherman, have you learned your lesson?"

Sherman grunted, tired from having to clean up the game for the last fifteen minutes. "Yes," he said.

"All right, what is it?"

"Don't make Penny angry."

Penny sighed. "Close enough."

Sherman grabbed the last of the Life pieces and put the game back onto Penny's shelf.

"By the way, you forgot an expense card!" Penny exclaimed, planting the card on Sherman's head.

"Gee, thanks," Sherman scoffed, picking up the card and reading it. It read, You are injured. Pay $300 for hospital bills. The only thing audible after that was Penny's giggling.

Sherman threw the expense card into the Life box, and then he immediately left the room, Penny following suit. Her parents were both in the room; Patty was cleaning the kitchen, and Paul was sitting on the couch doing nothing.

"Penny, are you guys okay?" Patty asked. "You sounded like you were gonna murder Sherman."

"We're fine," Penny responded.

Suddenly, there was a loud knock at the door. Despite the fact that Paul was only a few feet from the door, he didn't move. He just grunted and sat there.

"Oh don't worry, I'll get the door," Patty scoffed. "I am a lot closer to it."

Patty trekked across the entire room to go and answer the door while Paul did nothing. Once she opened the door, a white dog with black glasses and a red bow-tie stepped into the room. He was holding a red umbrella.

"Good evening," Mr. Peabody greeted. "I am here to pick up Sherman."

"Right here, Mr. Peabody!" Sherman waved, running up to him.

"Did you have fun?" Mr. Peabody asked.

"Well, it was certainly interesting..." Sherman looked over at Penny, who just smirked.

"You can tell me when you get home."

"Bye, Penny!" Sherman hollered before Patty closed the door behind them.

Penny ran back into her room, shutting the door. She grabbed the diary from her bedroom floor and began flipping through the pages.

"Silly boy," she said. "He couldn't even figure out that it was written backwards."

Penny grabbed a pen and a piece of paper and started to write out today's entry.

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That was all Penny got to write before the worst possible thing happened.

"Penny?" Patty called.

"Gah!" Penny yelled, throwing her hands up in the air. "Again?"

"Come here, Penny."

"Can I finish writing this first?"

"How long will you be?"

Penny smiled. "Like... an hour and a half?"

"PENNY!" Patty screamed.

After laughing her head off for a decent number of seconds, Penny sighed. "Fine, I'm coming."

Well, I have finished my second Mr. Peabody and Sherman story! I am quite proud of myself.

Feedback is appreciated!

PS: If you have a lot of trouble reading backwards or are just too lazy, go on to the next part for Penny's diary written normally.