Heyy, I added in names for some of the characters that have been mentioned but don't have names. This would be set just before Bernadette came (even though I love her!) Please Review!
Staying with my aunt, the words I would use to describe this would be; catastrophic and boring and tedious and offensive and lower my moral and life threatening and horrific and generally terrifying. Especially, as my cousin, Leonard Hofstadter, has left. He was my only nice cousin, he didn't say I was 'troubled' or make me test his hypothesis, he was almost normal. Almost.
Auntie Beverly is my father's oldest sister. She is closely followed by the hairiest woman you will ever meat, Auntie Joyce and finally my dad, Floyd. My dad passed away a year ago, so I am going around visiting my fun filled family...
"We have to visit my son, Leonard."
Best news I've heard all day.
~-Some time later-~
We arrived in Pasadena,
Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock,
Goes the little clock,
Up one flight of stairs, the suspense reaching higher and higher, building with every padded thud, resonating up the stairwell. The silence wasn't the killer this time.
What, What, What, What
What is at the top?
Another flight of stairs. A new appreciation of lifts emerges in my troubled brain, I quickly get out my notebook and make a note I would use a lot during this visit.
Knock, Knock, Knock, Knock,
Who's opening the door?
The last time I saw that face was at my granddad's funeral, on his birthday, a lifetime ago.
"Leonard,"
"Mom–"I came into view, "-and Leila..."
Waving my hand in the air I formed the symbols for hello, how are you, as we were walking into the apartment, as I was entering I found he had company. Four other people and one was a girl!
"Does your dad still think you're a boy?" This question I thought was below, even my aunt, but it did make it clear that they had meat before. And she had clearly thought of her enough to make conversations which she neglected with me. This is a point I pick up on a lot.
Hello sweetie. Did I see that right? The one with long hair can sign, that makes two of us.
Hello, what is your name?
"Leila, don't pay attention to Howard!" Leonard exclaims suddenly.
Why not? I sign back.
"He is creepy, and fluent in five languages," It wasn't Leonard that replied, but Penny.
Don't believe them: he signs.
"Howard," Leonard reproached.
"As Leonard is being very rude, Hello, I am Sheldon. Are you Leonard's cousin? Or his little sister he has never mentioned?"
The return of the note pad commences, I wrote: Cousin, Nice to meet you.
"She is psychologically damaged, therefore cannot speak, Leonard Lecky Hofstadter. Did you want to mention this or just stand there? Your brother would have explained the situation. This is just like the limber bean experiment."
Indignantly, I wrote. She hasn't changed and you are attached to another object by an inclined plane, wrapped helically around an axis, just saying.
Holding up the page a got a mixed reaction: confusion from Penny, "Change is bad," was Sheldon's comment, Leonard gave me a sarcastic look, Howard laughed, the final man in the room mouthed screwed and my aunt said, "how is he screwed?"
Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock,
Goes the little clock,
What, What, What, What,
Laughter you'll find there,
Knock, Knock, Knock, Knock,
A family you have got!
I finally turned back a page to the note I'd made earlier, which read... BIG BANG THEORY!
