Sheldon came home Tuesday to get a fresh set of laundry, only to find Leonard's stuff in cardboard boxes with dumb labels like Action Heroes, comics, and books. His eidetic memory allowed him to figure out what items of his were not in their places like a Sailor Cosmos figurine with a signed manga by Naoko Takeuchi, a photo of both Sheldon and Penny after the Artic Fiasco and a book with Sheldon's corrections on Experimental Physics.
He located the missing picture, but it was torn in half before being placed in the garbage. That photo was proof that Penny was the only one who cared to go after him when his career was ruined. He had placed great value on it, sentimentally. He angered him to know that his roommate's jealousy knew no bounds. Sheldon's blood pressure increased as his nostrils flared with his hands clenched, unknowingly.
His fist almost punched a hole in the door as he knocked.
"What do you want?" sneered a now vicious homoculus. His anger that was once disbelief was focused at all, but himself. He blamed all that were more successful than him.
"What is the meaning of this?" A wide sweep of his hand around the room was included.
Leonard's flawed mouth quirked up on one side, "Like you don't know." He rolled his eyes when he ex-roommate shook his head in denial. "I am being forced to move back to New Jersey while the university investigates what is likely to ruin my credibility in the scientific world."
Sheldon quickly figured out that was why Penny wanted him to stay on the camp grounds with her, but he wisely kept his mouth shut. He had no intention of ruining Penny's carefully laid plans.
"It must be troubling for your past errors to catch up to you, Leonard." Sheldon had no reason or desire to apologize the shorter man's shortcomings.
"Aren't you going to protest on my behalf?" Leonard's puny arms were crossed as he tried to look intimidating.
"Why?"
Leonard snorted through his nose as he peered around the stacked boxes. "Never mind, you were a lousy friend," he muttered in a slime green shirt depicting the Boogey Man with a speech bubble of 'I'm coming to get you.' "Where's Penny?" he uttered in frustration.
"So were you, Leonard," Sheldon's reminder startled the man in loose jeans. "You will not be getting pity coitus with her any longer. She will not be here to see you off." Sheldon's voice screamed authority and no arguing.
Leonard grumbled under his breath like the Scrooge while his dusty room smelled like a second hand store. He went back to placing his secret box of PlayBoy Magazines inside another box.
Sheldon went into the living room to find his figurine which was in the middle of the Battle Star: Galatica memorable. It was in danger of being crushed by some heavier items. He easily switched his book for the worn and ripped copy of Leonard's before he came back out.
A honk from the street caused Leonard to lean out the den's window. A U-haul truck was down stairs waiting for his disposal. It was be taking his stuff to New Jersey while he flew there a few days later. He grabbed two 6-inch tall boxes to carry down. "Are you going to fraking help me?"
Sheldon nodded somberly, "I'll send your stuff down so I don't have to keep going up and down four flights of stairs. If you encouraged the land lady to fix the elevator, we wouldn't have this problem." Sheldon had already devised a pulley system in his mind to use.
Two looped ropes would hold the weight of the boxes on a square piece of wood as another rope from the fourth floor would raise and lower the boxes.
Light boxes went first then fragile next followed by the heavy boxes. Sheldon sent them down in rapid order, but still made sure they were secure. Leonard had nonverbally made it clear he was no taking the musty couch with him, so Sheldon dissected the couch for the trash.
That night, the fully packed U-Haul was on its way to Beverly's house, where Leonard would be staying in her basement.