A/N: This prompt will be overused before its even started. Anywho, I am talking about the prompt that Sherman does not have a mother. This story is actually the official appearance of my OC, Anywho. This isn't going to be your same, basic, over used love plot that ends up ruining the whole story because it takes away from the father/son aspect of the show but adding in a lovey-dovey Mary-sue OC. (As said by my sister). I'd also like to thank a good friend of mine for rping with me and helping me get this idea.

Slight AU ending since Grunion is still there and PB is human.

P.S: I love a good twist ending. Expect one.

That wrenched woman was taking things just to far now. Absolutely to far, in fact as quoted by Peabody himself, 'If she went any farther, she'd be to the moon and back by now.' That was how far she had gone, because not even three days after the WABAC adventure did she return with a new threat on the small family, and even now as Peabody flipped through the record sheet, did he think how on Earth did she manage to scrape this piece of information off of her shoe. With a heavy sigh, he finally got to the highlighted piece that he was supposed to read.

Children adopted from the HardRock Orphanage are only to be done so with the adoption being completed with two potential parents present as part of Code 64, established on March 3rd, 2007.

"That rule shouldn't apply." Peabody muttered, checking all of the important dates he had marked down for the year 2007. "I adopted Sherman a day before that rule was even established!"

He sighed heavily when he realize that not only would Ms. Grunion completely ignore this fact, but she would also find some way to use it against him again in court. He also realized that he would be damned if he let the woman get away with such a thing. Figuring there was nothing else he could do about it now except call his lawyer friends and hope for the best, he got up from his desk and went over to where the phone was located and was about to pluck it from it's stand, but suddenly jumped when the phone suddenly began to ring loudly. Jumping, he checked the caller ID.

218- 867-5309: Mrs. Peterson's Cell

There were only two reasons why Mrs. Peterson would call at a time like this, and both of these involved Sherman. The first reason being that she had heard about the current issue regarding Sherman's adoption threat, and the second being that something happened to Sherman and/or Penny during the two's after school study meeting at the latter's house. Either reason was considered to be a fowl one to the father and also a risk he was not willing to take by ignoring. Quickly, he took the phone off of it's hook and hit the answer button.

"M-" That was one M that he would never get back, as he was cut off the moment the phone connected the call by the blonde mother.

"Peabody!" The woman greeted in her cheerful tone. "Hi, I didn't think you were going to pick up. The phone rang thre- Oh, that isn't why I called by the way."

"Hello, Mrs. Peterson." The man finally got his greeting in, rubbing his sore temple as he did so. "And I guessed as much. I apologize for not picking up sooner, but I suppose Sherman has already informed you of the situation at hand?"

"He has and that's why I'm calling actually." The blonde's voice rose a few octaves as she spoke. "I think its just ridiculous, the way that woman keeps pestering you two."

"I couldn't agree more with you, but unfortunately there is not much we could do about it now except schedule another court date." Peabody said, walking about the room now in a pacing fashion. "I've pled my case once and won, so I believe that the odds may be in our favor yet again."

"I feel the same way, but you know, a back up plan can always come in handy." The woman said in a tone, that by now Peabody recognized as the tone she reached whenever she had an idea, especially one that the second party would not agree with.

"What ever your plan is, Mrs. Peterson, I assure you it is not needed." The man said in a firm tone, propping the phone between his chin and shoulder. "I assure you, I have this situation under control."

He soon realized that now only was the assuring false, but that he wasn't getting out of this phone call anytime soon unless he humored her and heard what her idea was. With a soft sigh, he shut his mouth and waited for the woman to tell him anyway. Which she promptly took this silence to do so.

"I've read through the same set of rules that you have, call me crazy but I wouldn't be able to sleep at night knowing that Sherman was without you, anyway. So I read through the same rules and realized that it says the child needed to be adopted with two people an-" She was cut off suddenly by the Peabody, who was growing a tad impatient.

"I understand what the rule is Madame, and as you and I also know, I am a very busy man." He paused to let this sink in, "So will this take much longer?"

"Nope, anyway. As I was saying, I've noticed that Penny and Sherman get along quite well, and that hes almost like a son to our family so-" Wow, cutting off each other seemed to be a thing with these two, as the man thought he had the woman's plan figured out.

"You plan to adopt, Sherman yourself?" He sounded bewildered, as if that was the most absurd thing he had heard of since sliced bread.

"What! Of course not! Buut, I was going to say that it reminded me of a bunch of friends I have at my book club that I consider to be like sisters, and a lot of them are single so-" The call was suddenly dropped, much to Peabody's relief.

He shook his head, and returned to his desk and sat down at it. While Mrs. Peterson's plan (at least what Peabody could gather of it) was a valid one, it was not one Peabody was willing to go through with. Sherman had already been through so much in the past, and he was not about to plunge his son into another strange and unfamiliar setting. Sitting back in his chair, he shut his eyes tightly and folded his hands under his chin.

'As a world renowned author, explorer, inventor, athlete, pilot, Politian, and father for that matter, how difficult could finding a way around this rule be?'

Apparently, it would be very difficult.