Within two hours, the Titanic disappeared beneath the ocean. About an hour later, the Carpathia, which had picked up the Titanic's S.O.S signal, came and picked up all the survivors. Once they were all onboard, Arthur and D.W. searched for their dad. But he wasn't there.

"Mom, where's Dad?" asked D.W.

Mom still held Kate in her arms. The baby was now asleep. Mom's hair was frazzled and her face looked pale and stressed.

"Your father died in the sinking," she said solemnly.

Arthur felt his heart sink. An unforgiving pit formed in his stomach. D.W. ran into Mom's arms. Arthur shook his head slowly and started backing away.

"Hey, Arthur!" yelled a familiar voice. Buster ran up to Arthur.

"Buster! You're alive!" said Arthur as he grabbed Buster and hugged him tightly. It startled Buster.

"Have you seen any sign of the Brain or George?" asked Buster.

"No," said Arthur. "I don't think their families made it."

"Hey, Muffler!" a voice called.

Muffy turned around. "Chip! Daddy!" she cried, running to her father and brother. "You're both alive!"

"I said to them, 'I'm a man of first-class and my son and I need a boat'," said Mr. Crosswire.

Muffy went back to her friends. "I was wrong about George," she said. "He wasn't a chicken. He was a hero. If he hadn't warned my family when he did…I doubt we would have survived."

Sue Ellen was in a corner, crying.

"There wasn't room for her parents in the lifeboat," said Francine, referring to Sue Ellen.

"Binky and Mei Lin lost their parents in the sinking too," said Buster.

"At least I still have my mother and sisters," said Arthur. "Buster, you have your mom. Francine has her mom and sister. Nobody is alone."

Sue Ellen turned and looked at the others, her hair loose and damp.

"And I guess we'll always have each other," said Francine, still crying over the loss of her dad.

"I keep on hoping I'll wake up and find out this is all just a bad dream," said Arthur.

"So do I," said Francine.

"Where did Pal go?" asked Arthur.

"There he is," said Buster.

"Where?"

"Under the table there," said Buster, pointing.

Pat sat underneath a wooden table. Arthur bent down to get him but hit his head on the edge of the table. Arthur collapsed on the floor and blacked out.

When Arthur woke up, he was back home in his own bedroom. He had a headache. "Mom? Mom?!"

"I'm right here," she said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"What happened?" asked Arthur, weakly

"You hit your head and passed out."

"Where am I?" Arthur asked, groggily.

"We're home now," said Mom, softly. "We're safe…you, me, D.W, and Kate."

"What about Dad? Please tell me it was just a dream," said Arthur.

Mom shook her head. "No, Arthur. It was real. Your dad is gone."

Arthur stared up at the ceiling in silence. His eyes filled with tears.

"Look, honey. Pal is here," said Mom, picking up the dog and placing him on the bed beside Arthur.

Pal licked Arthur's face. Arthur cradled the small dog in his arms. Mom stroked her son's cheek.

"Are you hungry, honey? I'm heating up some stew."

"No thanks, Mom."

"Maybe later then?"

Arthur nodded and sniffled.

Mom kissed him on the head. "I know this is hard but we'll get through this. We'll get through it as a family."

"Yes, Mom," he sighed.

Then Mom walked away, leaving Arthur alone in his room. The young aardvark began to sing softly…

"And I say…hey. What a wonderful kind of day. Where we could learn to work and play…and get along with each other."

The End