A World in Winter and Into the Darkness were tied on my poll earlier. However, A World in Winter received more anonymous votes, so I'm writing this story first. I am looking forward to writing it quite a bit.

Anyways, onto the story. I hope you enjoy it.

Screams filled the air as the clock struck three on the final school day of the year. Sherman and Penny immediately jumped up in excitement once the bell rang. After several months of having to wake up early and go to school for hours each day, it was nice to get a break.

Sherman and Penny left the classroom to enter the hallway. The hallway was a zoo. Kids were running around and screaming in all directions; it seemed like everyone was on a very important mission to get out of the school as quickly as possible.

"Are you coming to my house after school?" Sherman asked loudly over all the other kids in the hallway.

"Yeah, my dad said I could!" Penny yelled.

"Awesome!" said Sherman.

"Well, he only said yes after my mom convinced him," Penny explained.

Sherman got rather puzzled. "Why is your dad always so nervous to let you come over to my house?"

"He thinks I'm in love with you."

"Oh."

The two kids swung open the front doors, and their faces were immediately blasted with warm air. The weather was flawless; the skies were bright blue, and birds happily flew through the air. There wasn't a single cloud in the sky.

Mr. Peabody was waiting for Sherman outside the doors as usual. "Hey, Sherman! Hey, Penny!" Mr. Peabody called.

"Hi, Mr. Peabody!" Sherman replied.

"How was your day?" Mr. Peabody asked.

"Pretty good," said Penny.

"We just did activities all day," Sherman said. "We watched The Lion King, then we went to a talent show right after lunch."

"Ugh," Penny groaned. "The first act was a group of three girls, and they were supposed to sing Counting Stars. They were horrible! They were way off-key and their timing was so off! The song was finished and those girls were still singing! Ugh!"

Mr. Peabody sighed. "Well... at least they tried."

"And failed!" Sherman said.

Mr. Peabody grabbed helmets for everybody on board, and then he slowly drove away from the parking lot into the city streets. To Sherman and Penny, the whole city seemed to be much more vibrant and cheerful than usual. The many tall buildings of the city glistened under the sunlight. Pedestrians and vehicles were commonplace on the streets. The sky was a very vibrant shade of blue.

"What are we doing when we get home, Mr. Peabody?" said Sherman.

"Oh, whatever you want!" said Mr. Peabody. "You guys could watch TV, play your video games..."

Sherman and Penny stared at each other with blank looks. "Well," Sherman started, "I'm a little bored of my games, and everything on TV."

"Oh, that reminds me!" Mr. Peabody said. "Do you guys want to go on the WABAC?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Sherman and Penny yelled simultaneously.

"Wow, you guys really do love the WABAC," said Mr. Peabody.

"Where are we gonna go?" Penny questioned.

Sherman and Mr. Peabody both sighed. They both stood there silent for a good half a minute, but they were only creating an unnecessary awkward moment. Sherman looked more surprised and disappointed, but it was Mr. Peabody who spoke. "Not where, Penny. When."

"Okay, you smarties. When?"

"We're going to Norway in the year 1843," Peabody replied.

"Why 1843?" Penny asked.

Mr. Peabody sighed. "I could explain it to you, but instead, I'll just show it to you when we get home."

When the trio arrived at the apartment, Sherman and Penny were quite impatient. They kept badgering Peabody on why they were going to that specific year.

In response, Mr. Peabody simply walked to the kitchen and pulled out a very old-looking piece of paper. "This is a manuscript describing the incident. It's dated to July of 1843."

Sherman and Penny unfolded the manuscript slowly as Peabody gazed intently.

"I went to Norway by myself a little while ago," said Peabody. "1850 to be exact. I found this manuscript lying around, and I took it home for examination."

The kids looked down and sighed as they began to read the manuscript, which read:

Just recently, the small kingdom of Arendelle was suddenly hit by terrible blizzards and plunged into brutal cold without warning. In the span of just a few hours, the weather went from warm and sunny to cold and snowy. A huge blizzard formed over the kingdom, and it barrelled outwards, sweeping across the countryside. The storm dissipated after three days, but that was enough time to leave Arendelle almost completely buried. Nobody knows what caused this sudden cold and snow. In fact, some people claim that it was caused by a magical or supernatural force.

After reading the manuscript, Penny had quite an eager expression on her face. "Okay, then. I think our mission's clear. We go back to 1843, and we figure out what happened."

"Mr. Peabody?" Sherman asked. "When you went to that place in 1850, was it frozen over?"

The white beagle had to think of that for a moment, but he eventually shook his head. "Sherman, now that I think about it, it wasn't. It was actually quite nice that day."

"Well, the snow must have melted then," Penny concluded.

"It must have," said Mr. Peabody.

"This sounds fun! I'm excited!" Sherman squealed.

The beagle smiled. "I figured as much. It's the beginning of summer break, so why not investigate this case?"

Penny suddenly snickered. "Those people actually thought it was caused by magic?"

Mr. Peabody frowned. "Penny, do keep in mind that this was over 150 years ago. People believed different things back then. In fact, some people believe in magic today."

"All right, let's go!" Sherman yelled triumphantly.

The trio stepped into Peabody's laboratory, which housed the WABAC time machine. A thin, long red carpet stretched out towards the machine. The group eagerly hopped into the machine.

"Mr. Peabody?" Sherman asked once he was in the machine. "Can I drive?"

"Ha ha!" Mr. Peabody giggled. "Of course not."

And then, the beagle started up the WABAC, and the trio blasted off again.

Well, there's the first chapter! Hope you liked it. I am really looking forward to writing this story.

Feedback is appreciated.