Word Count: 632
Summary: Just a couple of best friends that got married.
Disclaimer: I don't own The Big Bang Theory or the characters.

Sometimes, it seemed as though they weren't married, it felt more like two best friends from opposite genders that happened to live together.

It was fun to live your best friend, they later realized. They got to talk about everything without it ever being weird. Of course, they weren't the kind of best friend that complained about their relationship because they were, well, together. With each other. But, it was a good relationship.

Want to talk about TV? Aliens? That person at work that doesn't stop bothering you or making you laugh? Or just want to cuddle on the couch in silence? That was their kind of relationship. The one where they are comfortable around each other and it wasn't weird. They were friends, best friends, that sometimes got mad at each other, flirted a lot and happened to be bonded by law. And were also friends with benefits – and no, they didn't provide each other health insurance.

They were friends, that were each other's family. They shared their friends, helped their relationships, made fun of each other. But at the end of the day, as they were both in their little place, they just needed each other. It was enough to make them happy.

Bubble baths, nerf guns, and tag. Their marriage was always that kind of fun, always trying to find different ways of entertainment.

There were also bad moments, where they fought and life wasn't that fun. But those were the moments that made them stronger, made them realize how much they loved the other.

They decided, later, to adopt. They wanted a child, but they didn't want to spend sleepless nights with a crying baby. They ended up adopting a six-year-old. And, even though he wasn't biologically theirs, it was as if he was. His brown eyes matched his father's, his blonde hair his mother's. He was as smart as his father, as caring as his mother – even though both parents were smart and caring!

They finally got that backyard, adding a pool. They spent their moments there, with their sweet six-year-old Chris and their friends. They bought a third nerf gun, ended up with a third tag player and once the child was asleep, they continued with their bubble baths moments.

Eventually, Chris was seven and wanted a sibling. So, a year later, the family of three welcomed a new member. And the four-year-old Layla was the fourth member of the family, owned a nerf gun and, of course, was the proud fourth member to the Hofstadter tag team.

At one side, the juniors, the newest generation of Hofstadter's. On the other, there were the oldest, Leonard and Penny. They teamed up in Nerf gun competition's, but in tag, it was each man for himself.

It was always fun to go to the Hofstadter's house. There was always something different happening, or the house was burning down because momma bear decided to do cookies to her cubs and didn't want to wait for papa bear – the responsible adult when it came to cookies and other things that were made in a kitchen.

And even though people told them that kids shouldn't grow up in a house like that, they were in a happy house, with people that were so in love. It was one of the most important things a child could want and need.

And now, they are both happy in their own relationships, with their own kids, their own homes. Both accomplished in their respective fields.

Leonard and Penny are those proud parents and grandparents, always having fun with each other.

And even though no one expected them to be together, ever, but they were. Happily.

And that was the most important. Because even though no one thought that, they were.

The End

A sweet, fluffy story, because I miss the characters and wished we could've seen Leonard and Penny with nerf guns on the show. I can almost see Sheldon entering their apartment, say something Sheldon-y and running away from Lenny yelling "Stop it! Stop it!" because Penny keeps shooting her gun against him and Leonard is just sitting there laughing. (or maybe he's shooting too. but don't tell Sheldon, because he only noticed Penny!)

Anyway, I am thinking of writing more one-shots, but only when I stop being in the mood to write for other shows. I guess that one day when September rolls up and TBBT should be airing, I will go back to the re-runs and write something. Who knows? Maybe one day.