Authors note:I know Spencer is very OOC but I can't write him any other way. Sorry to have kept you waiting fellow followers. Here goes nothing.

Spencer climbed onto the jet yet glad to finally get back on the jet. However, standing at the to of the stairs blocking his way inside was the devil who caused his anger.

"May I pass, because we do have someones life in our hands therefore a case to solve?" asked Spencer frustrated.

"I'm afraid I can't let you on the jet until we have confirmed a few things," Sheldon replied handing him what seemed to weigh a ton. Written on the front were three large words that read The Jet Agreement.

"Whats this?" Spencer demanded.

"Just a few terms I've put into place so that life on the jet will be easier" explained Sheldon smiling innocently. Spencer glared at him and read the first of many pages in a matter of seconds.

"This is completely insane" Spencer remarked giving it to Sheldon.

"You didn't even read it!" he said pushing it back into Spencer's arms.

"Actually I did" And with that he threw it over his shoulder to be devoured by gravel before storming past Sheldon to find a seat. While sliding his to go bag under a chair and looking over the case he could hear Sheldon screaming over how bad it had been damaged. As he was inspecting a picture a shadow appeared above him. Without looking up he asked,

"What do you want now?"

"First you completely ruin weeks worth of work, and now your sitting in my spot!" Sheldon explained.

"Your what?" Spencer exclaimed looking at him confused "What's so special about this seat? Go sit somewhere else," Sheldon looked at him as if he had severally insulted him.

"what's so spe- Oh good lord" Sheldon rasped, his face now blanketed in his hands. "This seat has the perfect dimension of just about everything. If one sat in this exact spot they would be far enough from the bathroom just close enough that I don't have to worry about germs yet I must only need to take five paces to get there. It is an aisle seat so that it is easier to move around the jet. It is also one seat away from the window so that I can see outside the window without having to sit up but not to close to make me feel nauseated, now get up," Sheldon blabbered.

Spencer glared at him.

"I have two words for you, the first one's big, the second one's whoop, I'm not moving!"


Sorry that Spencer is a little/ a lot OOC and I apologise if any of what Sheldon says doesn't make sense, It's really hard to try and think like him. I do know that my spelling is horrible so please r&r to make me feel better. Like I said...nothing.(I don't think that makes any sense...sorry!