"The Adventures of Professor Proton, Jr: The Proton Express…"
Summary: In my first longer Proton Jr tale, can Prof Proton Jr. aka mild-mannered Sheldon Cooper and Dr. Amy aka Amy F. Fowler save the world at Christmas…And can Proton Jr. keep that blond sob of an engineering genius Tom Swift, Jr. away from his girl?
Equally important…Should Cameragirl Penny allow this thing to appear on her acting credits or just accept that all hope of a professional career is gone and just enjoy while peddling her drugs?
Disclaimer: All is Chuck's…
Part XXXIX…
"Oh, radiation levels in the main compartment are normal…" Bud noted, scanning instruments at the Subaro control panel. "You're good to go."
Amy in hydrolung suit at door of the main engine compartment airlock, face visible through tight mask, frowning at Bud and Tom…Tom waving to indicate she should check her transmitter.
("You might note this suit is bringing out my figure, Leonard." Amy suggested. "You know, 'tight suit showing all the curves', that sort of thing. Right, bestie?" posing seductively.
"Oh, my innocent bestie is gone…" Penny sighed to Leonard.
"You mean the one you just said faked her friendship and a lesbian interest in you for years till she got the goods on you and Sheldon…?" he noted.)
"Roger. I want you to know I'm only doing this 'cause there's no way I'm letting that maniac win." Amy's voice on main intercom.
"You're the best person for this one, Amy." Swift noted. "We're the best ones to stay. It'll be fine."
"All right, well stand back and pray the seals are holding." She sighed turning to face the airlock, pressing buttons. A loud whooshing sound from behind door…
("Do we have to do this?" Sheldon eyed Howard as they ran wet vacuum in water tank.
"The miracle of special effects…" Howard noted, with grin. "Just hold it down…"
"Yes…But, it feels demeaning, like being a janitor…Or an engineer."
"Hey!" Bernadette glared at Sheldon. "My dad worked as a part-time janitor for almost twenty years."
"Sorry…" Sheldon sighed. "My father, mother, and Meemaw did always teach me to respect hard work. However insignificant."
"That's it?" Howard eyed Bernadette, who shrugged.
"Become a robot magnate and we'll talk." She noted.
"Sheldon?" as Howard, sighing, went off to store the vacuum in its locker. KEECH…She drew finger across throat, Sheldon staring.
"Watch yourself, bud." She noted sternly.
Leonard eyeing her…Smile. "Nice. But…"
"Well…I can't let Howard get too cocky. And I been fawning all over Herr Director." Bernadette shrugged.
"Never leave me alone with Bernadette again…" Sheldon noted to Amy as she stood in the tank and Raj, Wil, and Mr. Jones entered the set, bearing lunch.
"How's the suit fitting, Dr. Fowler?" Jones called.
"Sheldon…I am not your mother. Though I sometimes feel like it." She intoned, waving.)
"Ok…It's dry, sorta." Amy on intercom, entering.
Phew…Bud eyed Swift who grinned.
"Self-sacrifice is all very well, but I can forego the hero route once in a while…" Bud noted.
"Ok, Amy…" Swift spoke into mike. "Use the emergency valve to fill the airlock so you can pressurize slowly, then open the compartment door."
"Ok…" she replied, pressing buttons. "The mechanism's not working, I'll have to use the manual system." She bent over to turn a wheel…Water suddenly starting to flood in.
"Careful!" Bud called. "Not too fast, you still need to adjust to the pressure."
("Why is Amy in there? There's water…" Sheldon peering in the tank in which Amy stood in her adapted scuba suit.
"Sheldon, we went over this." Howard noted. "It's perfectly safe."
"I don't like this!" Sheldon shook head. "Amy…Amy…Amy…!" he pounded the filling tank.
"Cut!" Howard cried.
"Sheldon?! I'm fine." Amy noted, pulling out her mouthpiece. The water rising.
"Crank it…" Howard waved finger. Wil turning wheel to shut off water flow.
"I always wanted to get to do special effects on 'Eureka'." He noted to Penny. "They'd never let me, after that one time…And Ming Na was only in the hospital for a day."
"Really? Wait…Ming Na Wen from 'The Single Guy'?" Penny eyed him. Howard summoning Bernadette.
"Yeah, but for acting she cut it later to 'Ming Na'. She guested on the show for a while."
"And you were friends…?" Penny eyed him.
"Not after she was in the hospital for a day…" he sighed.
"Just take him for a soda or something…" Howard hissed to Bernadette, indicating the worried Sheldon.
"No. No soda, delightful as beverages can be. Amy is my wife, I'm here for her." Sheldon noted firmly. "Leonard, go get an ax and stand ready."
"Do it." Penny agreed, stern look at a somewhat reluctant…There's really no danger… Leonard.
And I'm far more likely to be the one hurt handling an ax…
"We're watchin' out for ya, Bestie." Penny called to Amy.
"That's so sweet…" Amy beamed from the tank.
"Just don't look too heroic, you'll cut into my stance as the hero of this epic." Sheldon noted.)
"Ok, the airlock's flooded and pressurizing." Amy spoke over intercom. "I'm ok so far."
"Watch that pressure…When it's matched to the interior, open the other door, and get to the suit quick." Swift noted to mike.
"Roger…Wow it is pretty intense."
"Just breathe, don't move too quick." Bud called.
"Ok, the pressure's matched by my suit indicator. Opening door manually!" her voice on mike. "Boy I can really feel my ears a-popping." Giggle. "There she…Goes…Ok, the door's open, I'm going in."
"Not too fast…" Swift told mike.
"Right…Wow, Wyckcliffe and that mountain really did a number on us…The main rotor's collapsed inside." Amy noted, peering while shining a waterproof light from her wrist.
"Be careful of the debris…We're monitoring no elevated radiation so far." Swift noted.
"Ok…Whoa…"
"You alright?!" Swift called.
"Just tripped a riddle…Oooh, I'm a bit dizzy." Her voice on intercom.
"Amy. Find the suit. You're starting to show some pressure sickness." Bud called.
"Ok, ok…I'm fine. Oh, this is where poor Penova got it. Oh, that was so sad…" Amy intoned.
"Focus, Dr. Fowler!" Swift called. "Arthur and all of us are depending on you."
"Right…Ok…There's the fat suit. You know, I was kinda fat in junior high. My mom kept feeding me these starchy foods and I would say, 'Mom, I don't wanna be fat…'."
"Come on, Amy." Swift, sternly. "Get to the suit and get in it."
"Oookkk…I'm here, got it open…And in I go, in the belly. Oh, ho…" chuckle. "I'm gonna call him, 'Arthur'." Coy tone.
"I'm in 'Arthur'…Hee…"
("Leonard…" Penny frowned at the hapless Leonard.
"Oh, don't be a prude, woman." Sheldon shook head, stunning her. "Like Amy says, a little sexual innuendo sells.")
"Flushing suit…" Amy's voice on intercom. "Oooh…'Arthur's' all wetsies."
("Now that was unnecessary, Leonard." Sheldon, sternly.)
"Ok…Reset the internal pressure…Slowly." Bud spoke on mike.
"Ok…Hmmn…Well that feels a bittle letter…" Amy noted.
"Great job, Amy." Swift spoke to mike. "Now just give yourself a moment to reorient and adjust. You'll be ok soon."
"I'm fine right now…" she noted, swinging the Fat Man suit's arms. "Weee!"
Ooops.
"Sorry, I think I broke the sign that was saying Emergency…But I know that, sos I don't need it."
"It's ok." Swift smiled at Bud.
"You can bill…Arthur…" she noted. "Time he started paying me a salary."
…
"Hwello…Wyckmawrine to Lewrmontov…" Bwarry frowning at the sonarphone speaker.
"This is Commander Putinsky. Reading you, Wyckmarine." The speaker crackled.
"Excellent…Hey, thewre, Commandewr, we've some news fowr you." He noted.
"Wyckcliffe…" A stern voice. "This is President Putinsky, patching in. What news?" the new voice in grim tone.
"Our telescopes have spotted activity on the alien ship." Grimmer tone. "I assume since you are still underwater, it's not you."
"Afwraid not, Puty." Bwarry, calm tone. "Pwroton and possible co have managed to wreach the ship. You say youwr scopes spotted him. On the ship's hull, I pwresume?"
"So. You have failed." Putinsky's voice grimmer than ever.
("See. You build a pause in between each word to give it weight." Wil, seated at desk in "Putinsky suit", noted to Penny who rolled eyes at Leonard.
"I know you're giving me goose bumps, friend Wil." Sheldon enthused.
Then rolled eyes…Things I do for Art when I'm the star…At Mr. Jones who grinned back.)
"Not at all, ole pal. But you might want to ask youwr Commandewr to tawrget hewr ship's missles on the ship. The nucleawr kind, I mean."
"What?!" Putinsky's startled voice, anger and surprise mixed.
("See how I do that?" Wil beamed at Penny, who sighed.
Prima…Donna…First Lady of the stage…Howard intoned to Bernadette who giggled quickly before Wil looked over.
"Great job, Wil!" she called.
"This is why he never joined up with our team…" Jones noted to Sheldon. "There was only room for one Jar-Jar.")
"I said tawrget." Bwarry noted calmly.
"What?" Putinsky, puzzled now.
"Target, Mr. President." Munson explained.
"You want us to destroy the most powerful potential weapon in history?! Are you mad, Wyckcliffe?!" furious tone.
"I didn't say, fiwre, ole pal." Bwarry, smiling. "And if you could, put me through to Swift, Commandewr? Our twransmittewr hewre's not so powewrful as youwrs and it's a bit twricky to wreach him in his pwresent condition. And Ms. Commandewr? Have youwr engineewrs been wowrking on the schematics I twransmitted befowre we had to leave Swift's company as I asked?"
"This had better work, Wyckcliffe." Putinsky's voice. "Commander? You have my authorization."
"Yes, Mr. President." The Commander's voice back on. "And yes, Mr. Wyckcliffe my people have done as you requested. We'll try to put you through now."
"Gwreat. And did they also uncwrate my little fwriend?" Bwarry asked.
"It's done. And activated." The reply, a bit grim.
("Ok…It's funny." Penny grimly agreed to a grinning Leonard.
"My mother cannot see this." Sheldon noted to Amy. "And while Meemaw might not mind the drunk scene, Mom would send you to your room and demand your clothes to sniff for alcohol on her next visit, even if we could explain the pressure psychosis thing to her."
"Connie wouldn't mind." Amy smiled. "We got plastered that second night she stayed with you, after she decided I was tolerable as a Cooper wife."
"What? But she went to bed at eight-thirty. I know 'cause I went to bed at nine that night." Sheldon stared.
"Exactly." Amy beamed, grinning to Penny. "Boy, she must have put away a whole bottle of whiskey that night."
"And was still able to drive us home at one am." Penny noted.)
