Word Count: 293
Summary: Don't want to study+miss writing=Story. Also, cold hands.
Disclaimer: I don't own The Big Bang Theory or the characters.
"My hands are cold," Penny complains, all day long.
Bernadette and Penny went to a farm to promote the restaurant they stopped working for a lot of years ago. They weren't forced to go, it was just because a friend asked as a favor, so there they were.
It was cold, not enough that if it rained it would snow, but enough to freeze hands, noses, and feet.
Bernadette was done with Penny's comments about being cold. She gave her friend a coffee to see if her hands would warm up, to no avail. They were cold a few seconds later, and not even the work was keeping her warm.
They spent twelve hours there, in the cold, standing. Once they got home, they both plump on their couch, each in their respective house.
Penny was finally warm, even though her hands were still cold as ice and her nose was still cool. She fell asleep in that couch, curled up in a little ball as if she was a cat. It was funny to see that, at least that's what her husband, Leonard, thought when he first opened the door to their apartment and saw her in the couch. He smiled as he carried her to their bedroom and she leaned into him, her head buried in the crook of his neck and her hands around it.
She immediately let go when he carefully dropped her in their bed, covering her with the blankets to make sure she wasn't cold. He changed clothes and laid down next to her, and Penny promptly used his chest as a pillow, curling up around him, using his warmth to warm herself.
And suddenly, her hands were no longer cold.
The End
Sorry for the short story, I just wanted to write something short just to see if my hands would warm up (they're freezing!) but I guess I'll just make some warm chocolate milk and use the mug to warm my hands. :)