The Middle-Eastern Variable

Pairing: Sheldon/Amy

Disclaimer: Ha! Even if the Prince was in the story, I still don't own this. :(

"Noooo! Sheldon!" Screamed a female voice.

There was a loud banging at the door.

"Sheldon?"

"Uuuuhhhnnng."

"Sheldon. Open the door."

"Uhhhg… Nooooooo…" he mumbled.

"Sheldon, I said open the door."

Finally, Sheldon opened his eyes and slowly sat up from his bed.

"What the hell is going on in there, Sheldon? Open up!" said a male's voice still behind the door.

He grudgingly trailed off to his door and clutched the doorknob tightly. "What do you want, Leonard?" He said through gritted teeth.

Leonard's irritated expression seems to say it all. "Sheldon, your infernal screaming just woke up the entire building. What's going on?" Both of his hands rested on his hips.

Sheldon rubbed his eyes with the heels of his palm as he sighed. "Leonard, may I just say, that it is YOU who just woke up the entire Pasadena with your knocking."

His homunculus of a roommate rolled his eyes. "Sheldon, you were shouting 'giddiyup' for at least ten minutes before screaming 'wooh horsey'."

"I don't know what you're talking about," he said as he yawned.

Leonard shook his head and then stepped halfway inside Sheldon's room and had a peek in. "Is Amy in here?"

Sheldon, surprised with Leonard's action, was forced to take a step backward as the door pushed open. "Wha-what are you doing?" He noticed half of his roommate's body was already inside. "Get out. Now."

Satisfied with what he saw, he took a step back outside the room and pointed two fingers back and forth from his eyes to Sheldon's. "I'm watching you." He turned and started to march back to his room. "No more cowboy movies before bed."

Sheldon, still confused with what just happened, watched Leonard as he went back to his room. A few more seconds and he closed his own door and went back to bed.

Five minutes after tucking himself back to bed, he found himself staring at the ceiling. His thoughts are whirling with visions of horses, camels, cacti and sand. His ears are ringing with the sound of clinking spurs and the clanking of animal heels. As he closed his eyes, he saw the face of a man whose head is covered with a black and white checkered-scarf. His eyes shot back open and he tried to shake the image off.

Sheldon pulled the covers off on top of him as he stood and went out to the living room. He opened the lights, went straight to his desk and opened his laptop. He'd seen that face before. He's darn sure he'd seen it.

He quickly logged on to his Facebook account without hesitation. It's not Howard's business if he chose to use his account or not. A few more clicks while browsing Amy's photo album and Sheldon froze.

On the screen is a picture of Amy sitting on a camel as it was trying to stand up. Sitting behind her and holding her by the hips was a guy wearing a Keffiyeh and Thawb ensemble. Below the photo was a comment made ten hours ago:

Amy, I will be visiting Pasadena this weekend. I hope you still haven't forgotten about the engagement.

Sheldon quickly shut his laptop, almost causing the screen to crack. He stared blankly into space as his lips quivered uncontrollably.

A sound escaped from him, almost inaudible, as his head shook. "No..."

The next moment, he grabbed his windbreaker and stormed out their apartment without even changing his from pajamas.

End note: Told you I'll be posting this next chapter. :)

A Keffiyeh is the Arab man's head dress/scarf and the Thawb is the ankle-length garment they usually wear in the middle-east.

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