Title: The Serendipitous Journal Retrieval
Pairing: Sheldon/Amy
Rating: T, just to be sure. It'll be for the future chapters.
Disclaimer: I do not own BBT, any of its characters, except Alex and other future OCs.
Author's notes: This story has been nagging me for the past few days. I initially wanted to write a Shamy fic with Prince Faisal interactions but this plot bunny kept on crawling up in my head. I've been spending almost my entire holiday vacation in Fan Forum and I got plenty of ideas from the thread. So, if you're a big Shamy shipper, head down there and join the fun! :D
Oh, and English is not my first language so please forgive any errors that are present.
Chapter 1: Mario Kart Agreement
"Alexander Isaac Cooper, haven't I told you to get rid of that preposterous-looking hat?" Amy stopped halfway down the hall as she saw her son wearing a hat that might have come from Steve Irwin's Torn by the Hungry Vulture from the Outback collection. "I admit, I'm not a fashion aficionado, but that is simply horrible!"
Alex looked up from his Mario Kart game to his mother. "Mom, relax. It's not like this hat's emitting gamma rays bent on destroying half of my brain cells." He turned back to the screen and resumed playing.
"Amy, just let him wear whatever he feels like wearing." Sheldon, who was holding an unopened can of Diet Coke from the fridge, gave his wife a sly smile.
Confused, she turned from the hallway towards her husband. "I thought we had that discussion a few days ago regarding the disposal of that ridiculous hat of his," her voice just a bit louder than a whisper. "You were even persistent on getting it incinerated."
He absentmindedly opened the beverage in his hand. "Oh Amy dear, you may be a neurobiologist but living with someone like Leonard for more than a decade gave me more psychoanalytic advantage."
"Defend."
"I simply told him," he took a swig from the can and looked back up to his wife, "that he could keep the blasted hat if he would behave throughout the duration of our stay in Texas."
Amy took the can from his hand and drank from it. Years ago, this action may have reduced Sheldon into screaming his head off and demanding kilos of penicillin.
"Genius." Smirking, she handed him back the half-empty can.
He looked at her offered hand for a moment before taking back his beverage. Amy then took a seat next to her son, who was sitting at the farther left-side of the couch where Howard used to sit whenever he's visiting 4A.
He walked towards them on the couch, sat on his usual spot and drank the rest of the can's contents. He turned his head towards Amy who's sitting just beside him, both of his eyebrows raised. "You're married to a brilliant man. Why do you seem surprised?"
Alex, still oblivious to his parents' presence beside him, threw his hands up as he finished the track. "Finally! I wanna see the look on Uncle Howard's face once he sees I beat his record!"
Amy looked back at Sheldon, smiled and shook her head. "One more round—you and me, then we'll leave for Galveston. Deal?"
"Deal. Winner calls shotgun."
End note: Say hello to the Coopers! Alex was named after Alexander Flemming for his serendipitous discovery, and Sir Isaac Newton. I badly want to write more on this chapter but it's less than four hours before 2012 and the noise around me is starting to get louder and louder. I'm suddenly having some sort of writer's block. Happy New Year, guys!
Forgive me if Sheldon and Amy are a bit out-of-character here. As I said, English is not my first language. Don't worry, there will be more chapters in the future.
P.S. So, what do you think? Reviews are highly appreciated. :D