These are a series of stories I've written for a fanfiction challenge over at Paradox. Seeing as how the challenge is over, I figured it'd be okay to post them here. I'm giving this a M rating because one of the stories deserves that rating. I'd also like to say I enjoyed browsing through the other stories as well. All of the authors were briliant in incorporating the prompts and I'm proud to be in a community that contains these fantastic writers. 3
None of these are beta'd so please forgive any and all grammatical mistakes.
The prompts were the color's red, orange and yellow FYI.
Sadly, I don't have a Sheldon or a Penny. I just borrow them from time to time.
Prompt:Red Vines.
The Red Vines Vs. Twizzlers Debate
"And you remembered my Red Vines. Not Twizzler's but Red Vines?"
Penny rolled her eyes as she continued to unload her groceries.
"Yes sweetie. I got you Red Vines."
She hands him two bags.
"What is the difference anyways?"
She waits for Leonard's 'here we go' line before remembering that he is with Leslie on a date.
"What's the difference?"
"Here we go," she mumbles to herself.
"The difference is the taste for one. Twizzler's taste like strawberry flavored plastic. Red vines are easier to chew and they are magically delicious."
She raises an eyebrow at his last reason. Magically delicious? That's not something she'd ever imagine Sheldon saying.
"Really Sheldon?"
He clutches his bags to his chest with both hands as if Penny would somehow try and snatch them away from him.
"Sorry Sheldon, I'm more of a Twizzler's girl."
He takes a few steps backward as if she's suddenly become infested with a deadly disease. His blue eyes widen and his mouth slightly opens.
"Have you ever ventured to taste a Red Vine?"
She's kind of curious to see his reaction when she answers his question.
"No actually I haven't."
He's suddenly right next to her (well as close as he can get without having to actually touch her.) He must have decided she's germ free.
He opens a bag and carefully hands her a Red Vine.
"Take it," he demands.
"Okaayyy," she says, dragging out the word.
"Now you eat it," he explains like he is talking to a two year old.
Penny rolls her eyes. "Thanks Sheldon."
"Sarcasm?"
"What do you think?"
Tentatively, she brings the Red Vine to her mouth. She gently bites a little piece of the end off and chews quickly.
Swallowing, she says, "I still like Twizzler's."
He shakes his head in consternation, mumbling something about her lack of taste.
Good thing he doesn't know that she plans on stealing some later tonight.