The Zombie Apocalypse Eventuality
By Sheldorfan
A/N: I got this idea after reading Apocalypse Week by Eternal Contradiction, and I hope it's ok that I borrowed the apocalypse week reference in here.
Also, I do not own any of the characters herein nor do I own TBBT, I just thought I'd try my hand at playing with them a bit. Mostly just to get my idea into text, one shot for now, I might write a second chapter if it is well received.
It was a relatively pleasant day. The small collection of farm animals, comprising of a couple of hens, a rooster, two horses, two cows and a bull, were going about their normal business. The lanky genius tinkering in the barn was fixing a tractor, while the beautiful blond Nebraska girl was working on preparing the small field for planting.
They had survived the zombie apocalypse that had occurred four years prior, and were the only two people left as far as they could tell. Of their friends, Leonard was the first to go, Raj and Howard had put up a decent fight but eventually were taken too. Penny had been very glad she had participated fully in the annual apocalypse week drills.
They had made their way out to the Midwest after Sheldon had devised a cure for the disease that reanimated the flesh and found a way to spread it into the world's water cycle. It got them away from the large cities where the smell had gotten rather foul from all the zombie corpses, as well as got them the equipment and land needed to become self sufficient. Sheldon had devised a way to produce ethanol in just enough quantity to run the farm implements and Penny had the working knowledge to operate them and grow a crop.
After seeing him slaughter zombies and help her get a farm running, she thought he had gotten over a lot of his phobias. Though he still found ways to disinfect just about everything and keep an extremely tight schedule. For the last month, however, there has been something bothering Sheldon, but Penny hasn't been able to read what's going on in that genius mind. "How's the tractor coming sweetie?" Penny said walking into the barn.
"I'll have to ride out to the farm down the road to see if I can scavenge some parts." Sheldon replied matter-of-factly.
"Ok, but you'll have to wait 'til tomorrow, It'll be dark soon."
"Yes, I suppose it will."
The pair walked back to the house not saying much. At dinner, however, Sheldon had that distracted look on his face again.
"What's wrong sweetie?"
"I have come to realize that, as we are possibly the last humans on the planet, we need to procreate."
"Yeah, I guess we should. Why is that a problem?"
"Penny, while coitus was a recreational activity for you, I, as Homo Novus, thought myself to be above those baser urges." Penny rolled her eyes at the comment. Then she realized that he had used past tense.
"Wait, what are you saying, Sheldon? Are you trying to tell me in your roundabout way that you are, in fact, attracted to me?" She had to admit, after watching Sheldon work on their small farm she had realized he was pretty attractive himself.
Sheldon's face started to twitch as he tried to form the word 'yes'. Unable to get it out though, he merely nodded.
Penny giggled at the sight of her whack-a-doo trying to express his emotions. Up until now he had behaved almost the same as before the zombies, at least since they had settled into a routine. He had to become more tolerant of certain things like dirt and motor oil out of sheer necessity. Though to say he wanted to 'procreate' was pretty serious. This got her thinking as they cleared the table and washed up.
"Sheldon!" she called, "come sit with me in the living room." Penny wanted to find out definitively how serious he was, as he had nervously laughed her off in her previous attempts to get some action since the world had ended. She had let the matter drop completely a couple years ago thinking that he would never allow it. Why now, then is he bringing it up?
As Sheldon sat down in the spot he had deemed 'his', she noticed his unease. "Don't be nervous Moonpie." He had given in to letting her use that comforting name after he realized that Meemaw wasn't around to call him that anymore. "I just want to discuss what we do from here, we've survived this long, and it's because we have stuck together, and that won't change."
"I l-l-lo…" his face twitched as he stammered, but couldn't get it out. Instead, he stood up and offered a hand to Penny. Once Penny was standing, he wrapped her in the most affectionate hug she had ever received from anyone, let alone her whack-a-doo. She returned the hug, leaning her head on his chest, and they stood silently in each other's arms for several minutes savoring every moment.
A/N: This is my first fic and it's not been to a beta, so reviews are welcome, as is constructive criticism.