The Shenny Experiment
Chapter 1
Amy Farrah Fowler was in Penny's apartment looking at her blonde busty bestie, wondering why no worthwhile man had snapped her up. If Amy was a man, she would have swept Penny off of her feet a long time ago. That angel in pink deserved someone wonderful who would treat her right.
"Ames, sweetie. Your foot is in the bean dip." Penny Smith said as she lifted her friend's foot off of the coffee table, and out of the dip tray. In her musing, Amy had whimsically danced her foot up the leg of the end table in Penny's apartment.
Knock, knock, knock. "Penny."
Knock, knock, knock. "Penny."
Knock, knock, knock. "Penny." Penny opened the door.
"What's up sweetie?" Penny raised her eyebrows at the momentarily mute physicist in front of her. Amy's quick eye noticed the dilation of Sheldon Cooper's eyes as he quickly took in the appearance of the blonde bombshell. Short Hello Kitty shorts…check. Tank top…check. Pouty lips…check.
"It has come to my attention that your clean wet, albeit color mixed laundry has been in one of the washers for 17 minutes since the wash cycle stopped." Sheldon swallowed perceptively as Penny's tongue graced the edge of her wine glass as she took a sip of the burgundy liquid. He looked at his watch.
"Oh I am sorry Sheldon. Its past 8:15 isn't it?" Saturday night at 8:15 was Sheldon's regular laundry night. Sheldon always stuck to his routines.
"Would you like me to separate your delicates from your cottons and work uniforms and put them in the dryers for you, as you seem to be too distracted to complete your task?" Sheldon asked.
"Thanks Sheldor, I would really appreciate that. But you can throw them all in one dryer. I will grab them later." Sheldon turned on his heel in a mixture of wonder and disgust. Penny watched his lanky form as he walked down the stairs with her empty basket. She kept looking even after he was out of sight.
An experiment was forming in Amy's mind.