Formula of Love:
Disclaimers: You all know I don't own my favorite show...if only...T.T
A/N: Sorry it took a while. Now that marching season is over, I can start focusing on this story more! I can't promise much, I'll try my BEST to get this story done within these four months. I freaking PROMISE. Now let's start shall we? I love you all though. :) BTW JUST TO LET MY FEELS OUT WITH THE SHAMY CREW. Omg, omg, OMG. *SPOILERS DON'T READ IF NOT READ THE TAPING REPORT* I CANNOT BELIEVE THAT THE WRITERS ARE MURDERING US SLOWLY BY GETTING SHELDON TO TELL AMY HE LOVES HER TOO. *Sorry about the large letters, caps off now* I just, arrgghh. My feels have poops it's pants from excitement. Gross, I know. But oh well, now that I have let my inner fangirl come out to you guys let's start this now. Lol xD Enjoy.
Chapter Eleven:
Sheldon could feel his stomach twisting into knots deep in the pit of his stomach. Sheldon had walked out of the elevator and starting walking down the hallway really slow, he tried killing time for the sake of it. He was scared that he would make a bad impression on Miss Fowler, there was a few occasions where Sheldon did speak to her but that was when he was younger. But now, he felt anxious just thinking of the thought that Miss Fowler would dislike him and not let him continue being Amy's friend. He had known that she could be strict mother, he remembered on some few occasions where she would get after Amy for many things.
When Sheldon got to the room that Miss Fowler and Amy had been waiting in, he began to get second thoughts. Maybe I call Amy and let her that I can't see her now? I can say that I got more work to do than usual? thought Sheldon to himself as he tried convincing himself to not knock on the door. What if Miss Fowler will think bad of me...? Oh, she'll never let me see Amy again.
Sheldon shook his head, his logical side of his mind taking over. Miss Fowler won't think bad of you, Sheldon. You are a young man of science and your intelligence will blow Miss Fowler away. She'll see you as a great influence on Amy.
Sheldon seemed more convinced with his logical side, he let out a quick breath and did his signature knock.
"Don't you think that blouse is a bit revealing?" asked Miss Fowler, who was in the small kitchen making tea. Amy seemed confused, she went over to the small mirror in the small living room. It was a button down blouse where the sleeves were long enough to touch her elbows. "It looks alright to me, why?" asked Amy.
"Oh, just asking. I think you should put on that cute cardigan that I bought you a while back." suggested Miss Fowler, in a way she was telling Amy to put on her cardigan over her blouse.
"But mother, it's sort of hot outside for a cardigan. Can't I wear this blouse with my skirt today?" asked Amy, her face pouted looking down to check her dressing attire. She wore her blouse tucked into her skirt, her skirt had hit below her knees.
Miss Fowler frowned and cocked her eyebrow, "I checked the weather channel this morning, it isn't going to be that hot like other days. Just put on the cardigan, Amy."
Amy let out a deep sigh, knowing that her mother wouldn't take a 'no' for an answer. Amy walked the bedroom to grab her purple and black stripe cardigan. When Amy put it on herself and button herself up, her frown deepened. I wish mother could have let me wear the blouse without my cardigan at least...
Miss Fowler placed got three mugs and poured tea into each one, when she was down pouring them all, there was a knock at the door. Miss Fowler walked over to the front door and opened it. She smiled slightly, seeing that it Amy's friend, Sheldon Cooper.
As she smiled, she looked at his appearance, he wore a black shirt that had the 'Star Wars' logo on it with white long sleeves, he also wore dark brown pants with black converse to match the shirt. Sheldon had his messenger bag on him, he held the strap firmly. "Good afternoon, Miss Fowler." said Sheldon politely.
"Good afternoon to you too, Sheldon." said Miss Fowler as she stepped aside, "I barely just made tea, would like to come inside and have some?" Sheldon nodded and walked inside the hotel room, he searched the room for Amy but she wasn't there.
"Where is Amy?" asked Sheldon, he turned around in his place as Miss Fowler closed the door. "Oh, she went to the bedroom to finish getting dress. She'll be out shortly," replied Miss Fowler.
Just then, a very weird coincidence, Amy came out of the bedroom dressed in her cardigan. Miss Fowler slightly grinned, "Oh, what a coincidence, here is Amy." Amy smiled at Sheldon and Sheldon walked towards Amy to give her a hug. Just when he was going to give Amy a hug, Miss Fowler cleared her throat loudly and said, "I think a handshake is more appropriate than a hug."
Sheldon nodded quickly, feeling a bit ashamed. "I apologize, Miss Fowler." Sheldon gave Amy a quick handshake and smiled down at her, "Hello, Amy." Amy smiled back and replied, "Hello, Sheldon." Miss Fowler quickly asked then, "So, where would you two like to go again?"
"I'm not quite sure, where would you like to go, Sheldon?" asked Amy looking at Sheldon. Sheldon looked at Amy and replied, "I thought that maybe you'd like to go to the museum? They have amazing facts about the fact, not to mention the artifacts that they have there. It's quite extraordinary."
Amy's face lit up with interest, "Oh, that sounds incredible. I would like to go," said Amy, she look towards to her mother. "Mother, can we go to this museum that Sheldon is talking about?" Miss Fowler's face lit up a bit and let out a sigh, "Alright, but we are only going to be there for a hour or two." Sheldon and Amy nodded at the same time, they had big smiles on their faces and they glanced each other for a quick moment.
"But first, let's drink tea and then we'll go." said Miss Fowler, she walked to the kitchen and sat down. Sheldon and Amy followed behind, sitting down on each side of the table. "Sheldon, do you like to drink tea often?" asked Miss Fowler as she took a sip of her drink.
"I've drank tea a few times before, why?" asked Sheldon. "Oh no, just asking. I hope you enjoy the tea by the way." replied Miss Fowler, taking a sip of her mug of tea. Sheldon brought the mug to his lips, taking a sip, his eyes widen and he placed the mug down on the table. "Oh my, that's delicious." commented Sheldon, "What type of tea is it, Miss Fowler?" asked Sheldon.
Miss Fowler smiled slightly and replied, "Lemon Zest."
