Hey guys! I got inspired by a movie I watched before and thought of adding an Amy and Sheldon twist on it, and some details from my imagination! Hope you enjoy it! ;)
Chapter 1: Welcome Home
It was a bright Saturday morning when Amy pulled her car over in the driveway in front of the local supermarket. Making her way through the automatic glass door, she started walking up and down the aisles searching for a particular ingredient that she knows her boss likes so much. How could she have gone over her entire menu items list twice and never realized she is missing that key thing that would literally make his meal complete. Strawberry Quick powder, not syrup. As she picked up the box and made her way to the cashier, she tripped upon a stuffed animal that she later realized belonged to a girl who just dropped it.
"So sorry, is this yours?" Amy asked picking up the toy and extending her arm to the child. She was wearing a dusty light pick dress and her soft hair was tied up in two messy pigtails. She seemed...unhappy!
"I don't want it!" the little girl said stomping on the floor and crossed her arms over her tiny chest. A confused Amy was taken back as she noticed the girl's voice cracking before it finally gave away and tears started rolling down her cheeks.
"Oh..don't cry, wh-what happened?" Amy was never really good with children. She was an only child and never had a chance to interact with them.
"I want that doll over there!" The girl pointed towards the toy alley where a large collection of hello kitty boxes resided on the third and fourth shelves. Amy walked over and picked up one of the boxes, handing it out to the child.
"Well, you are going to have!" The girl was reluctant before she hugged the box tight to her chest and rested her cheek, now dry with traces of tears, on it. Amy could not explain the reason behind the sense of satisfaction that suddenly overwhelmed her as she saw the little girl smile when her thoughts were interrupted by a woman running. The lady grabbed the girl's arm.
"Alice! How many times do I have to tell to put that damn doll back?! I don't have money" The smile faded from Alice's face as she released the box and started crying again in soft sobs. Amy's heart broke. The lady looked as wrecked as the girl. A baggy shirt, a skirt that looked too small on the woman and a pair of brown flats that appeared to have a hole on them. The grocery basket belonging to the woman contained a few canned goods and exactly two tomatoes.
"It's ok. It's on me! I will totally pay for it" Four pairs of eyes stared back at Amy before the woman reluctantly said thank you, and Alice picked up the box. Amy got a bubbly feeling making that girl's day and for a split second she thought about how it would feel like if she did have her own child one day.
"Mr. Cooper, we are approximately twenty minutes away from California" Leonard said in an attempt to get the attention of his bewildered boss who has spent the entire flight staring out the window. Although he has known Sheldon for a while, he never succeeded to understand his apparent love for observing clouds for hours without turning his head even once. Didn't his head hurt?
"Oh, thanks for informing me" Sheldon replied as he broke out of his gaze. Leonard and Sheldon have known each other since High School. However, Sheldon's intelligence and deep insight (and partially his parents' money) had caused him to be one of America's and France's biggest businessmen. As Leonard was perfectly grateful for his position (after all he was Sheldon's "right hand"), he always envied his life. Truly a magnificent person, despite his cockiness! Leonard thought before being interrupted by a voice from the intercom of the private plane they were in. It was their call to put their belts on and get ready for landing.
Sheldon was exhausted from his trip to Paris. Five meetings, three conferences, six deals accomplished, documents signed, and only over the span of three days. He did of course take the opportunity to go to the rest of Europe and explore its wonders. But it always seemed as if whenever he wanted to treat himself, he found his work piling up on him as if it was some sort of punishment. I guess those are the cons for having a superior mind in today's society! He thought on the way back home.
As Leonard opened the house door, he expected to be welcomed by the warmth, quiet, the smell of his favourite air freshener and his beloved spot, the only constant spot in a world of chaos, when he was greeted with at least fifty people yelling, "Surprise!"