i'm giving you 2 chapter today instead of updating tomorrow as i've had them typed and ready to upload for a couple of days, so i decided to just get them out here. The reviews... again WOW. when i started writing i started with the attitude that i didn't care if i got reviews, but now i get so nervous when i see i have new reviews and put of reading them for as long as possible, as im waiting for that inevitable bad review. Enjoy and continue to review.
Sheldon had heard the end of their argument, he was almost certain that any one passing the building had heard it, they had been that loud. He was surprised to learn that Penny had not been faithful to Leonard or that she didn't really love him. He had sat in his bed and tried to block out their shouting, by listening to a Stephan Hawking lecture on full volume, but it didn't help. Sheldon had come very close to getting up and seeking refuge at Raj or Howards, but mercifully the shouting stopped, only to be replaced by an eerie silence.
He heard the front door open and slam shut, hard enough to cause his own door to vibrate in its hinges, his Vulcan hearing, picking up on Leonard stomping around the living room cursing, using words he was entirely uncomfortable with, being brought up in a Christian house hold. He suddenly felt scared and tiptoed to his bedroom door and locked it, uncertain of just what Leonard was capable of in his current frame of mind. Exactly 49 minuets and 13 seconds later, he heard Leonard slip quietly into his room. He began resisting the periodic table; 1 Hydrogen, 2 Helium, 3 Lithium, 4 Beryllium, 5 Boron, 6 Carbon, 7 Nitrogen, 8 Oxygen, 9 Fluorine, 10 Neon. By the time he reached 93 Neptunium, he had fallen asleep.
His alarm clock woke him at 0630 as usual and he proceeded to perform his morning vocal tests, before making his way to the kitchen for breakfast. Sheldon stopped dead in his tracks at the mouth of the living room; strewn across the apartment were discarded ice packs and half empty bottles of beer, leaking their contents over the floor, table and island. He looked towards his spot and saw several dish cloths balled up and discarded in it. "Good lord" he said as he frantically looked around the rest of the apartment, to make sure there was no further damage. His chest felt tight and his arms felt numb. He was having a heart attack and he knew it. This was how it was going to end; at the hands of his room mate's negligence of cleanliness. He stumbled across the apartment and toward his door.
He pulled it open and made his way across to Penny's, forgoing his usual knock, he pounded away on the door continually until she appeared, clad only in her oversized Huskers shirt. "What the hell is wrong with you? Do you have any idea what ti-" She stopped as he looked up at her, the pain written across his face as he clutched at her door frame. He managed to squeak out 'Help', before he was being dragged back to his apartment and rushed to his bedroom, the only place that would ever be safe in his apartment ever again. His breath was shallow and he felt light headed. "Sheldon what's wrong? Sweetie?" he heard the urgency in her voice, so he pointed to his chest and then the living room.
"I'm dying Penny. I am experiencing Myocardial infarction – a heart attack." He surprised himself, that even on his death bed he was trying to educate Penny. "I saw the living room and the pain started." He heard her sigh and give a short chuckle; he didn't know what she found even slightly amusing about this situation. "Sheldon you're not having a heart attack. It's a panic attack; they can feel a lot like a heart attack. I had one just before my first audition out here; we just need to distract you, hmmm… I found the beautifullist pair of shoes I have ever seen, the other day, they will go amazingly with this little black dress I have…" she continued to talk about shoes and Sheldon listened intently as the pain began to dissipate, allowing him to breath deeply once again.
"Beautifullist isn't a word Penny. The pains gone now, thank you." Sheldon said as he tried to sit up, but Penny just pushed him down again, with a stern look he had often received from his mother. "Let me clean up the worst of it, or we'll just be back in here again with you in pain." She explained. He let himself fall back down on to the bed as, Penny left to clean up the mess Leonard had made last night. Sheldon began to think of a suitable form of retribution; he most defiantly would not be getting his TV privileges this month, but more would be needed to make sure Leonard paid for the full extent of damage he had done. 10 minuets later penny returned. "Alright that's the worst of it. You should be able to go and clean to your standards now, without dying." She explained.
"Oh, but your couch cushion is going to need to go to the dry cleaners again. It's all sticky from beer and there was an empty bottled stuffed down the side of it. Sheldon stood warily and made his way to the living room, with Penny walking closely behind him, her arms outstretched as if to catch his falling body. His internal organs hurt when he saw the sticky mess and the wet patches, but he didn't feel like he was facing his imminent death. He went to the kitchen and pulled out a red bucket full of cleaning products and several strong disinfectants. He filled the bucket with hot water and 3 cap full's of bleach, before picking up a sponge and starting the clean up. He felt Penny watching him and turned to her with a raised eyebrow.
She grabbed the mop and started to clean the floor, while he cleaned every visible work top. He left Penny cleaning the floors and headed to the bathroom to take a shower. Taped to the mirror in Leonard's scruffy writing was a note, it read: Gone to work. Find another way to get there. He sighed as he stepped into the stream of water and began to wash his hair vigorously, trying to wash the morning from his mind. When he returned to the living room, Penny greeted him with a bowl of oatmeal and a cup of cocoa with seven mini marshmallows.
"Leonard already left for work, would you perhaps be able to take me?"Asked Sheldon, in between spoonfuls. "Sheldon do you think you should be going to work today? She said, allowing her concern to show. He nodded his acquiesce and Penny responded by doubtfully saying. "Alright, I'll take you. Then I will take your cushion to the dry cleaners- your dry cleaner, I know you don't trust mine." She said as he began to interrupt, stating that his cushion needed the utmost care and attention that her dry cleaner couldn't offer.
"I'm sorry for the mess Sheldon, I guess it had something to do with the fact that I broke up with Leonard." She said as he put his bowl in the sink. "You think I didn't hear you? The whole of 2311 North Los Robles heard you." He said in what he thought was a sarcastic tone. "May I wait in your apartment, while you put on some pants." He said as he looked down pointedly at her bare legs.
Leonard had the worlds worst hang over. He had drunk so much last night, drinking one beer after another. He saw the mess he had made as he got up early to avoid taking to Sheldon to work and quickly scribbled a note, not explaining or apologizing. He truly didn't care. He knew that this whole mess with Penny had something to do with Sheldon and he didn't want to see him. When he arrived at the lunch room, he saw Raj, Howard and Sheldon already seated and arguing animatedly about something. He took his food over to the table and sat down beside Howard, who nearly spat his water across the room as he caught a glimpse of his right cheek.
"What the frak happened to your face? Is that a hand print?" he said as he grabbed for Leonard's face. Penny's slap had left him sporting a red-ish, purple- ish hand print bruise across his right cheekbone, which he just couldn't hide. "Holy crap dude! Did Penny do that?" Raj asked warily. Leonard turned to the two men "I don't want to talk about it, but yes. We broke up." Leonard caught the look Raj gave Howard, before he tried to subtly look over at Sheldon, who hadn't said a word since he sat down. "How did you get here Sheldon?" asked Leonard. Sheldon looked up and gave a pointed look to Howard.
"Ugh… Sheldon is pretending that you are dead and that he can no longer see, hear or touch you and will continue to do so, until you apologize… for what , who knows" sighed Howard.
This was more of an insight into how Sheldon relies on Penny, even if he doesn't know it and that he trusts her. I cant decide if what Leonard did was deliberate or just done in a drunken haze, so I'll let you decide, since I'd like to leave Leonard with some redeeming qualities, although I will inevitably tear them right back down, with the way this story is headed. Train museum up next and a surprise for Penny, which will lead to Sheldon realizing why people- Penny in particular - can't touch him.