The Many Superpowers of Sheldon Lee Cooper (Part 2)
X-Ray Vision
Sheldon had told her once that the hero always peeks, but lately she had felt his eyes on her more often and it wasn't in an accusatory way; it was more like he was checking her out. That made her blush, and secretly squeal inside. "Penny, I see that you have you have removed your 'Soup' tattoo for the proper 'Courage' character." He said one evening while at his desk. "Huh? How did you know?" Penny asked curiously from "her spot". "Have you been peeking at me, again?" "No." he simply said, turning back to his computer. "Then, explain yourself Sheldon Cooper." Her voice up a decibel. "Very well. I have X-Ray vision." He said it so nonchalantly that she almost believed him.
"Really? Prove it." "All right, how do you suggest I do so in such a way that will make you believe me, Penny?" "Where and what is my birthmark?" he stared at her for a few seconds. "Your birthmark is located on the right side below your hip, it is a 4 cm baseball bat-like shape. Perhaps, that's where your father's nickname for you came from, although I can't be certain." Lucky guess. She frowned. "One more test." "All right."
She walks over to the bookcase and grabs her copy of "The Taming of the Shrew," she then walks over to her desk, grabs a sheet of paper and returns to the couch, scribbles something and places the book in front of it. "Tell me what it says." "Very well," he states, studying it for few more seconds, "It is facing you in the correct orientation and says, 'I like Sheldon.'" Her mouth drops as a smug grin appears on his. She walks over and says, "It's true, you know." And slowly eases herself onto his lap, wrapping her arms around him. He looks at her bug-eyed and does not move. She presses her lips to his, he is slow to reciprocate but soon does and WOW! After what seemed like ages they break apart. Both trying to recover, both lips swollen, pulse rates and heart rates slowly returning to normal. "Penny," "Yeah?" "I have telepathy, as well." "Then tell me what I'm thinking?" she says flirtatiously. "You're thinking, 'I hope he kisses me again.'" "Right you are, Dr. Wackadoodle." She smiles as she leans in for another.
Copy Ability
While Penny knew that Sheldon was pretty much stuck to his ways, it never ceases to surprise he when he would do something very unSheldon-y. The few examples she had was the day she decided to move in and saw him in non-Sheldon apparel, her hug on Christmas and the kiss they shared that led to him asking her out, the following evening. She also knew that Sheldon had abilities that he chose not to engage in like, dancing, dating or having sex. And while he proved that while he doesn't dance, he is certainly very capable. Which made her giggle at how he would respond with the last two, now that they were together.
Which led her to the discovery of a talent of Sheldon's that reminded her of Kirby of Nintendo fame. Again, at first she chalked it up him learning more about social norms and conventions, but then...
On their third date which just so happened to occur on Anything-Can-Happen-Thursday, she saw it. She had dragged Sheldon to a club after dinner at a non-Sheldon approved restaurant. At dinner, his demeanor, attire and quirks were nothing out of the ordinary. The club soon changed all that. Refusing her offer to drink and dance and complaining about the blaring music and wild flashing lights, was classic Sheldon. He was standing by a rail sipping a $7.00 bottle of water, making note that if they were to come here again he would bring his own and watching Penny as she had joined up with a group of girls in a circle to avoid the requests of the men there.
While watching her dance with her new circle, Sheldon was interrupted by a finely dressed man in a suit, light cologne, and just a hint of ruffled hair to make him seem casual. "Slim pickings, huh?" "I beg your pardon." Sheldon asks. "Not a lot of potential out on the floor," the man said again. Sheldon just looked at him and sort of took him in. "Look guy, I know it's lonely but dressin' like that isn't going to make it any easier," he finished and left. "What an odd thing to say," Sheldon thought.
Penny found him a few minutes later, "Hey, sweetie," kissing his cheek. "Penny, will you wait for me by the entrance?" "Sure, is something wrong." "No, there is just something I need to do." They both walk to the bouncer, it was still early so no line had formed yet. "Please, wait here, Penny." "Sheldon, are you sure you don't want me to come with?" "I am." And was off.
Within 20 minutes he was back. Dressed in double-breast navy suit with matching leather shoes; his walk was more of a strut - not John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever - but a cool, confident all-business strut. Looking at him, Penny couldn't believe it, who, why and how? All these questions flooded her head until she dismissed them to ogled Sheldon in the same way the day she saw him in jeans and an undershirt.
Upon reaching the entrance, Sheldon took Penny in his arms, dipped her, kissed her and whispered, "I hope I am not too forward, I know how you like to initiate," he finishes with a grin. After righting Penny up, she just stood, frozen at the events of the last half hour. Sheldon changed his clothes, demeanor and mannerisms in a mere 20 minutes. Wow. "Penny, are you ill?" She came to her senses only to leap into his arms to place another kiss on his lips. "Sheldon, what? Why? How?" She sputtered. "After not fitting in, the other times you dragged Leonard, Wolowitz, Raj and myself to one of these dreadful places, I decided after taking 'in the scene' as they say to act as if we both belonged." Penny smiled, he changed (at least temporarily) for her. "Come Penny." And he led her back in and onto the dance floor.