OK LISTEN I’M NOT A FURRY!!!!!!
But like, he has a very attractive voice, skills, and likes PUNS. So lets make him a ‘cat boy’—well, ‘dog boy’ and work with that. So he’ll have white ears and a tail, but other than that will be a human man.
We will not speak of this outside this blog, GOT IT?! Ok? OK.
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Mr. Peabody awoke in the middle of the night. Something was off, but what? Sherman was in bed, the WAYBAC was secured, his lover was beside him-
Wait, where was his lover? The other half of his bed was empty. He exited his bed and left his room to find her.
He found his lover in the music/reading room, a blanket around her as she rested on the couch.
“Darling?” Mr. Peabody approached Molly. “What are you doing?”
“Mr.Peabody,” Molly looked up at him. “Sorry, did I wake you?”
“No, you did not.”
“Oh, thats good…” she let her eyes fall.
“Why don’t you come back to bed.”
“I’m really tired, but my mind won’t quiet down.”
Mr. Peabody nodded, he understood the feeling.
Mr. Peabody took a few strides forward and sat at his grand piano. He softly and quietly began to play “If You Loved Me For Me”, a song he new Molly enjoyed. He could see Molly visibly relax, and he eyes close more lightly. When he finished the song, Molly was clearly much more relaxed. But not asleep yet.
Mr. Peabody led Molly back to their bedroom, and lay her down. He sat by her side, and ran his hand through her hair softly. He began to read a short story from a book collection he knew she enjoyed. To the sound of his voice, she finally fell peacefully asleep. He sighed in relief, his tail wagging a bit.
He looked at the clock, and saw it was about time for he himself to awaken. Goodness, how long had Molly been up? No matter, he simply turned off the alarm to let Molly rest.
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Mr. Peabody looked at his son fondly as he rushed to the kitchen counter for breakfast.
“Good morning Mr. Peabody!” He said happily.
“Good Morning Sherman,” Mr. Peabody responded, laying a chocolate chip waffle on his plate.
“Where is Ms. Molly?” Sherman asked, taking a bite of hos breakfast.
“Ms. Molly did not sleep well. I am allowing her more rest.”
“Oh no!” Sherman said. “Is there anything I can do before I leave for school?”
Mr. Peabody gave Sherman some note paper and a pen. “I’m sure she’d love a note from you to wake up to.”
Sherman nodded, and began to write.
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Molly awoke, well rested. She was very thankful for her lover’s help last night. She looked over at her bedside, and saw three things: The clock reading 11:00 am, A Pink Rose, and A note from Sherman.
She smiled softly, and read the note.
I’m sorry you didn’t sleep well Miss Molly :( I hope you feel better when you wake up!
Sherman :)
Molly chuckled. She stood up and got dressed. She was feeling much better, and dressed decently. She made her way out of the bedroom, and saw Mr. Peabody preparing lunch. It was a nice one, with her favorite snacks and a vase of the same pink roses that were on her bedside.
“Good Morning Molly,” Mr. Peabody’s tail began to wag.
“I guess it is still morning, huh?” Molly chuckled, and sat down at the table.
“I am glad you were able to rest,” Mr. Peabody poured a few drinks.
“Heh, thanks to you.”
The two cheered the glasses, and smiled.
THE END
(Again, we do not speak of this!!)
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