A/N: I don't own any of the Big Bang Theory characters and I am not making any money from writing this.
Please forgive any minor spelling or grammar mistakes, Emglish is not my native language.
I am so sorry because of the wait. I got a writer's block on this one. But I'm back!
That night, Stuart, Lucy and Captain Sweatpants were having dinner together, that time at Stuart's place, sitted around his dining room table. It was another part off Stuart's plan to make Lucy overcome her problems. Lucy was wearing a red T-shirt and jeans, while Stuart was wearing a sweater and jeans. Captain Sweatpants was wearing a Flash T-shirt and, well, sweatpants. They were having a meat loaf for dinner, with some white wine for a drink and some flower on the middle of the table for decoration. Stuart thought about lighting some candies, but didn't want to risk a fire, not with the insurance he had.
"Anyway, after my parents found out that my girlfriend was actually an imaginary one, they were very disappointed and I grew depressed", Captain said before taking a sip of wine. "I started eating a lot of cheese..."
"So... you", Stuart started, not remembering the Captain's name, if he ever did. "How about you tell us more about your future ambitions? Plans? Reasons to live?"
Captain Sweatpants sighed. "I have none really. I had been working at the gas station for the last ten years. I'm hoping to find a girlfriend someday but let's not kid ourselves. I have turned fifty recently... not even my cardiologist cared." He sighed, staring longingly at the wall in front of him, his face somewhat of a bitter and jaded grimace.
An awkward silence ensued. Stuart swallowed hard while Lucy was more playing with her food then eating, staring awkwardly at her boyfriend.
"This is a very good meat loaf", Captain Sweatpants suddenly broke the silence, taking another bite.
"Thank you", Stuart chimmed in, trying to make a dinner at least a little more comfortable. "I made it and Lucy bought the ingrediants. And the wine and the flowers." Stuart lowered his voice. "And a table cloth." He and Lucy exchange an awkward albeit warm smile.
"Would you mind packing me some to go?", Captain asked, looking up at him.
Stuart stared at him, looking kinda jaded, but eventually agreed. "Sure", he said, looking down at his plate. "There goes my tonight's dinner and tomorrow'a breakfast", he mumbled.
After he left, Stuart and Lucy went on doing dishes. "Well, this went well", he said, sarcastically, putting the plate down in the sink.
"I thought that he was kinda funny", Lucy said, noticing that Stuart seemed... distracted. "Is everything OK? You look kinda sad."
Stuart took a deep breath, remaining silent for some time before finally deciding to reveal what had been bothering him. "Sheldon, Leonard, Raj and Howard asked me to hang around with them again", he admitted, his face falling as he explained the reason.
Lucy glared at him, confused. "That sounds... awful", she said, trying to sound understanding.
"You don't understand. I hanged out with them before, while Howard was in space. Then he came back... I staid friends with Raj for some time, but then he met you... Sheldon only wanted somebody to replace the part of his social group, I told you about him, others agreed. I don't want that to happen again."
"Awww", Lucy said, looking sympathetically at him. "Maybe this time would be different?"
Stuart chuckled bitterly. "No, it won't. Howard's wife, Bernadette, has left town for work recently. She will be gone for a month." He looked down at the floor, feeling his voice shivering. "They just need a replacement again", he whispered.
"Maybe you should give it a try, try bonding with then some more. I'm sure they can find a place for you." "I would give any thing to at least be able to make friends with somebody, even with the risk of getting hurt."
Stuart glared at Lucy, smiling slightly. "And are you sure that you won't have problems with me hanging out with the woman I used to date?", he asked, trying to break all the seriousness.
Lucy smirked back. "No, since I had come to think of her as the woman who cried out another man's name while making out with you."
Stuart sighed, biting his lower lip. "Ouch", he said, looking away.
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"And to this day that remains the only murder to have ever been committed with the flag", Sheldon said, staring directly at the camera with a serious look on his face. "In the next episode, we will find out which countries list certain flags as illegal." He raised his right hand and made a Spock sign. "Live long and prosper!"
Amy raised her right hand, the one with Gyno folk pulled over it, and put it in front of her face. "Gyno the flaggino says "Hi"!", she squealed.
Sheldon then took the remote and pressed the "End" button. He and Amy locked eyes.
"I must say, Amy, that was an impressive performance", Sheldon complinented.
Amy ran her hand, feeling herself blush. "Thank you, Sheldon." She raised her hand again, her voice growing squealy. "What about me, Shelly."
Sheldon frowned at her. "Please don't do that."
Amy began to leave, Sheldon following her. He was kinda excited, since although what they had just shared technically wasn't a date, he had many elements of one and he knew that Amy was expecting a goodbye kiss.
Once they reached the door, Sheldon turned to face Amy, noticing her face shining with delight. He took a deep breath, shivering once Amy closed her eyes, posting her lips. He leaned over and placed a kiss on her lips, shuddering with a strange delight at the moan that escaped Amy, warmth and softness of her lips making a joy go down his throat. It was only after ten seconds that he realized that the kiss wasn't supposed to last longer than six seconds. He wanted to pull away but he couldn't. The memory. of the last night's dream suddenly popped in his mind and he gasped, feeling warmth spread through her chest, a jolt going down his waist. Amy, although surprised, didn't pull away, but leaned in closer, pressing her lips harder against her boyfriend's.
Sheldon was confused. That was unexpected, that was against the Relationship Agreeement, it involved many saliva exchange, much more than the amount he was comfortable with. But it didn't bother him, at least not as much as he had expected. And when the alarm button went off in his mind, urging him to run away and mouth wash his mouth a dozen times, he just pulled in closer, pressing his lips harder against Amy's, shivering at the feeling of her hot breath invading his mouth. He wrapped his tongue around his, running it's tip down the underside of Amy's tongue and feeling a jolt go down his stomach as the tender taste seeped down his throat. He remembered the dream he had the last night and shuddered as Amy pulled her tongue away slightly and licked the underside of his lower lip, a sigh escaping her as her hands gripped harder at his shoulders. Sheldon put his hand on Amy's lower back and lapped with his tongue against hers aggressively, their lips crashing together as silent moans and gasps filled the room: he felt himself stir, feeling an urge to run his hand much lower and wondering how Amy would react, would she maybe get aroused and if so, what would she do... to him?
However, it wasn't like he had changed completely overnight, and his instinct soon kicked in. He pulled away, staring at Amy with eyes wide, almost panicking, barely able to wrap his mind about what had just taken place, his face blushed, partially due to heat, much more due to an embarassment and fear. Amy gasped once he pulled away: she stared at him in confusion and surprised, looking a little hurt... but more so disappointed. Sheldon wanted to say something but he couldn't. He was afraid that she would be upset. He thought about checking was something... bulging at his pants, but he was too afraid to look down.
"I don't know what came over me", he admitted, then bit his tongue, sensing, despite his social awkwardness, that his statement could upset Amy. "But I did enjoy it", he admitted. Amy felt her heart beat faster upon hearing that statement and it even took her some time to make sure that she had heard it right. She turned to face Sheldon, her eyes wide and her mouth partially opened as if she were to say something, but she couldn't. "It just isn't something that I usually do."
"T-thank you", Amy whispered.
Sheldon blushed, nodding her head. "No need too", he assured her. He wanted to add "it had been my pleasure", but something had held him back.
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It was a pretty big store, very nice looking, with red carpet sprawled over the floor and glass cases mostly filled with rings, bracelets, necklaces and eat rings placed at the sides, allowing the customers to walk around and examine the jewelry. The rings were of varying looks and prices-small ones, big ones, only one diamond, more small diamond, a big diamond, simply golden or silver rings with no diamonds at all, some costing merely two hundred dollars and some going up to ten thousands dollars. The mere thought about later ones was giving Penny a headache. Amy seemed to be have been more interested in the security system, though she couldn't help but admire some beautiful necklaces. She caught herself thinking about Sheldon proposing to her, maybe using one of the rings being sold there, and she sighed, knowing that there is still a long road ahead of them. But remembering their little make out session provided her some hope, making her smile. She thought about telling Penny about that, but decided to wait until they finish looking for a ring.
"OK... what would Leonard want...", Penny wondered, walking from case to case with AmyProbabl, examining the rings and clasping her hands together. "Probably one of the nicest ones, but those are also the most expensive ones, so that is completely off limits. So I have to be looking for something not too expensive but very pretty and with some... meaning."
Amy frowned at her. "And what if you won't have enough money to pay for the ring you will choose-which, with all due respect, you probably won't, even if you go with the cheaper ones?"
Penny suppressed a groan. "Then I will save the money for it. Even if they sell it by then, it is not like we can only buy such a brand in one jewelry store."
Amy nodded her head in a sign of an approval. "Well thought out", she admitted. "So, you will propose to him before Bernadette comes back?"
"We'll see. I just want to be ready."