Happy mothers day everyone! That finale was a doozy and I am still kind of sad about it but I know in tbe end our babies will be fine! So I will continue writing the sweetest stories for them. Thank you to my muse Vamplover669 for a great idea!
When Missy was younger people used to ask her if her and her twin brother had some crazy connection. Like they could feel each other's pain, or had their own made up language, she always wished she could say yes. Sadly however she had always felt closer to George Jr, who was four years older than her and had shared zero time with her in the womb. Shelly had just always seemed contes to pretend that she didn't exist. Unless he wanted something from her of course like to weasel his way into the blanket forts that George Jr. would build for her when Shelly was getting special attention for some award he had won. Sometimes he almost felt like a stranger she knew so little about him. This was a wrong Missy wanted to right, her brother was here, and for once he was being down right pleasant to be around. Missy was going to take full advantage of his good humor and try and get to know he brother a little bit better.
"Hey Shelly, Mama told me to take you back to the house to get changed then she wants to me to go to the store and pick up some more cokes for the party."
"Alright, let me go get Amy."
"Amy is fine, last I saw Memaw had her cornered with a photo album regaling her with the tales of Sheldon Cooper boy genius."
"Everyone does like to hear about that, but what if she wants to freshen up too?"
"Then Mama will take her, come on if you come with me now I'll go to the Winn Dixie near the train yard."
"Well alright then let's go."
They climb into Missy's truck and start down the road Missy looks over at him and sees a hint of a smile on his face and it makes her smile. In her whole life she has never seen her brother looking so happy as he has during this visit.
"Whatcha' thinking about?" She asks him and with out turning from the window he answers her.
"My mind is a miasma of swirling thoughts in which your non evolved brain could never hope to understand." He tells her.
"I don't know what you just said, and I am going to pretend like you didn't just call me stupid…"
"I didn't call you stupid, I said your not evolved enough to understand my thoughts."
"Anyways, I think you are covering like you always do. Hide your feelings behind them big ole fancy words. I know what you were thinking about."
"Oh really, are you going to claim we have some super natural twin connection and that you can read my mind or some drivel like that?" The words sting her, it is almost like he knew her unrequited childhood wish but she forges on.
"No, cause anyone with eyes could tell what you were thinking about."
"Is that so." He snorts.
"Mm hmmm , you were thinking about Amy." And he doesn't say anything but she knows she was right. "You love that girl don't you."
"I think that is pretty clear." He says evasively.
"So tell me have you and her, shall we say it how Mama does ….gotten to know each other in the biblical sense?"
"Missy! I hardly think that is any of your business!" He telłs her scandalized.
"I'm going to take that as a yes, cause the old Shelly would have looked at me like I was crazy and not me that that it was a big fat no." Missy laughs and he looks at her cutting her eyes at her his jaw clenched .
" Okay, yes Amy and I have engaged in…"
"Oh god please don't say coitus that word is so gross!" Missy says covering her ears with her hands.
"Put your hands on the wheel for gods sake woman." He says nervously and Missy grabs the steering wheel again and he relaxes. "Well I think asking me about it in the first place is gross, what should I call it?"
"Call it what it is having sex or making love, coitus sounds like you were in a lab and you had scientists monitoring you. You weren't in a lab with scientists right, you actually did it and it wasn't some crazy experiment?" Missy clarifies.
"No we' made love'" he says doing air quotes and rolling his eyes." In the normal way, why does everyone ask me that? "
"I don't know maybe because when we was growing up people weren't even allowed to touch you, so it is kind of hard to picture you being able to have a normal relationship with a woman." He looks like he is thinking about what she said.
"It wasn't easy, at first I could not even let her barely touch me. Then as time progressed I grew more and more comfortable around her. The more time we spent together, the more my feelings for her deepened the easier it got. Now I am very comfortable with it, I enjoy her touch."
"Can you let everyone touch you now? Is it like you overcome a phobia." Missy asks curious fascinated by the changes that her brother as made. Loving that he is actually talking to her, about actual things and not just lecturing her.
"No, I guess to put it in terms you might understand you could say whatever cooties she has I've already got, I would have given to her."
"So she was a virgin too?"
"Yes." He says simply and turns to stare out the window again.
"Thank you Sheldon, for talking to me like this I know this is hard for you. I like having a brother I can actually talk to."
"Your welcome, just don't reciprocate by talking about your sex life, I know too much about that area after watching you give birth." Missy cuts her eyes at him but changes the subject.
"So is that your big news for tonight? That our precious Sheldon is no longer a virgin?" Missy asks him.
"I hope you are joking because that is hardly the type of thing that I would want shared. Imagine what Mother would say if that were the news?" Sheldon says to her.
"I think she would be torn between hallelujah Shelly ain't gay! And Falling to her knees and praying for forgiveness for your sinning heathen soul. Memaw wouldn't care you know she is the one who took me to get birth control at sixteen."
"Yes, I know I remember, I also remember Mother locking you out of the house and calling you the whore of Houston. Anyway, Mother knew I was not gay, I have been dating Amy for five years."
"Shelly ever heard of the term a beard?"
"Of course, you know I cant grow a proper one."
"No Shelly, a beard is when a gay man dates a straight woman to cover up the fact he is gay."
"Oh, well I had not heard of that term. Is that what you guys thought about our relationship?"
"Maybe a little at first." Missy admits and his jaw gets so tight Missy worries it may snap.
"I assure you that is not the case. I love her, in the way that a normal grown man loves a woman. In fact I have asked Amy to Marry me, and she has said yes."
"Oh Shelly! That is wonderful!" Missy squeals going to grab his arm and he shouts.
"Hands on the steering wheel!"and she quickly grabs the wheel again.
"So you are going to tell everyone tonight?"
"Actually, I was thinking about asking her again in front of everyone." He tells raising his eyebrows at her and fishing the ring box out of his pants pocket and flashing the ring.
"Then we are going to have to go shopping." Missy tells him.
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Amy happily looks through countless photo albums with Mary and Memaw who are more than happy to tell her all about Sheldon when he was little. Amy loves spending time with Mary and Memaw they are warm and loving and very funny. They bicker back and forth between each other with a comfortable cordiality that only a mother and daughter have. Best of all they treat Amy like one of there own , like she has always been in the family fold.
"How old is he here." Amy asks pointing to a picture of him wearing a frilly apron holding a frosting tube decorating cookies.
"Hmm… Maybe five? It was before Pop died and he started putting up a fuss about Christmas." Mary says.
"Well, he still loved them cookies even if he refused to believe in Santa and shunned all them gifts you gave him." Memaw says.
"I know, that's why last year I called and got the recipe for them. We were having an argument about him coming to my Christmas party and I said 'there must be something about Christmas you like' and he said your cookies were the only thing he liked about it. That he could not even have those any more so there was really no reason to celebrate."
"Honey you must have done a good job recreating them cuz' he called me up the next day and thanked me for spilling the family cookie secret to you. I told him it was my pleasure cuz' you was already like family to us. We have been begging that boy to bring you around here for years." Memaw tells her.
"When he came to help Missy round Christmas last year we was all hoping he'd bring you too. I mean 'bout all the boy ever talks about anymore is you, Amy did this, Amy said that, let me ask Amy what she thinks. Might make me mad if I wasn't so thrilled he had you."Mary tells her laughing, Amy blushes it is nice having this kind of attention lavished on her.
"Sheldon did seem to enjoy the cookies very much, I just wish that I could cook more foods the way you guys do. I have mastered spaghetti with hot dogs in it, and cookies…"
"Well honey all you got to do is ask! Come on sugar lets go to the kitchen and I'm gonna' show you how to whip up a pecan pie that will make him fall to his knees and praise you." Mary tells her.
"Better let me show her Mary we all know your pie crust as can be a bit doughy." Memaw says patting her on the hand"
"You take that back old woman! You know that my pecan pie is the first thing gone at the church bake off, your just jealous that mine sold first." says waggling her finger at her and Memaw throws her hands up.
"Fine, you show her the pie and I'll show her how to make biscuits." Memaw says "Unless of course you want to show her that too. Then she can make doughy pie crust and biscuits that like rocks." Mary folds her hands in prayer and closes her eyes.
"Dear lord in heaven grant me the patience not to pop this old coot right in her mouth." Mary says opening one eye and winking at Amy.
"You know Mary you are never too old to be thrown over your Mama's knee and get a spanking." Memaw tells her getting up and heading to the kitchen.
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Missy had dragged Sheldon to more than just the grocery store while they were out. After she had taken him back to his mothers and allowed him to shower and change she had dragged him to the mall.
"You got to buy Amy a new dress." Missy told him.
"Amy has dresses, she is wearing a lovely one right now."
"Yes, it is fine, but are fixn' to ask the girl to marry you in front of your whole family and the entire congregation of East Tabernacle Baptist Church. I think the girl deserves a new dress."
So he had been taken against his will to what felt like just about every store in mall. Missy asking him all sorts of unanswerable questions , what size was she? What was her favorite color? Gray had been unacceptable by Missy's flamboyant standards , who appearntky also requires a new outfit for the occasion. They finally agree that since purple was his favorite color on her that is what they will look for . So they settled on a purple dress that Missy was sure would fit her body. After the mall he had been dragged to a florist before finally going to Winn Dixie and getting the aforementioned cokes. By the time they get back to Memaw's it is almost time for the party to start and he is hot tired and cranky.
He walks in the house and hears laughing and chattering from the kitchen annoyed that everyone seems to be having such a good time without him, while we was dragged all over East Texas. He walks in the kitchen holding his parcels and a bouquet for Amy and stops in his tracks and gazes in amazement at the three woman before him. It looks lime they have been busy while he was gone and the table is covered with food. Amy is covered in flour and is laughing at something Memaw just said. His three favorite women in the world altogether and getting along, what more could one ask for he thinks. Amy turns around and sees him and smiles widely.
"Sheldon there you are! We needs you to settle a score." Amy tells him walking toward him. "Ooh pretty flowers, are they for the party?"
"Actually, these are for you." He says handing her the bouquet and he thrusts them at her she takes them and inhales deeply then she sets the bouquet down and Memaw fetches a vase for them.
"They smell so good, thank you." She says standing on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek.
"No buttering up the judge before the score is settled." Memaw says. "Moonpie, is going to pick mine anyways."
"Judge?" He asks curiously.
"Amy and Memaw seem to both think that their pecan pie is the best and they want you to taste both of theirs to see who is right." Mary tells him.
"I am surprised you're not entering the fray. I seem to remember you being awfully proud of yours."
"That's why I am not entering, it would not be fair to ya'll when mine is the clear winner." Mary tells them.
"Oh no you don't Mary! Your in this too ,time to put your money where your mouth is!" Memaw tells her
"Our your pie in your pie hole." George Jr. says walking in and sitting down at the table. "I know, I am not as important as Shelly, but I think I will make a fair judge too."
"He is right." Missy says hauling the rest of the purchases inside having heard most of the conversation. "He ain't gotta sleep in the same bed as one of the contestants." Mary and Memaw snap their heads up at her statement and Sheldon shoots her daggers with his eyes. " I mean across the hall while she is in Texas with him." Missy says grimacing and mouthing 'I'm sorry' Sheldon .
"Now, both you boys sit on down and we will see who is the master baker in this house." Mary says and Sheldon sits down next to George. "Alright here is mine." She says cutting a sliver of pie and setting two plates down in front of them. They both take bites and make pleased noises.
"Damn good." George Jr. Says and Mary swats him.
"Delicious, as usual." Sheldon concedes.
"Now here is mine, and we will see whose is damn good." Memaw says getting a slice for each of them.
"I dunno Mama, the old woman may have you beat." George says smacking his lips.
"I still think there is one more option to try." Sheldon says looking at Amy and smiling.
"Here is mine." Amy says walking over to Sheldon and popping a bite in his mouth which he eats and then looks up at her and smiles.
"I think we have a winner." he says.
"Not fair! Ain't no one hand feeding me any pie!" George Jr. Says and Missy walks over to him and shoves a slice of pie in his face.
"There you go Georgie!" Missy laughs and George Jr. Wipes the pie off his face and glares at her.
"You better run, little girl!" He says getting up.
"Ryan is almost here and if you do anything to me he is going to kick your ass!" Missy calls as she scrambles out of the kitchen.
"We'll just see about that." George says lumbering after her.
"We better go stop them before they do some damage." Mary says to Memaw and they both leave to chase after George and Missy. Leaving Sheldon and Amy alone in the kitchen together.
"I think I better go freshen up before the party." Amy tells him brushing flour off her hands.
"I don't know I think you look rather fetching covered in flour." He says standing up and brushing some flour out of her hair.
"Your Memaw threw some flour at your mother and I got caught in the crossfire. They are so funny the way they fight." Amy tells him. " My clothes are ruined though I am going to have to wear my second favorite dress."
"That reminds me." Sheldon says retrieving a parcel from the floor where he he left it. "Missy said you needed a new dress for such a special occasion." He tells her giving her the bag and she pulls out the dress, it is actually very nice, even if it is a bit less conservative than what she normally wears.
"Thank you, did Missy tell you to buy me the flowers too?"
"She might have mentioned that it would be a nice gesture."
"Your sister is a smart woman, you should listen to her more often." Amy tells him kissing him and leaving the kitchen to change and freshen up.
"That's first time I have ever heard that." Sheldon says staring after her.
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At five the first of the guests begin arriving at the house for the party, first is Missy's husband and baby. The attention is momentarily shifted from the couple of the moment to the happy little boy toddling around the house. Amy's head is spinning as she tries to keep up with all the people she is being introduced too. There are more uncles and aunts and cousins then she can ever hope to keep track off.
Amy tries to keep herself busy by helping Mary and Memaw as with the food even if they keep shooing her away. Sheldon seems to have gone missing as the amount of people flooding the house increases. By the time six o clock it's the festivities are in full swing, George is playing DJ at a large stereo system and there is more food then Amy has ever seen laid out on the tables Sheldon had set up earlier. People keep bringing more and she thinks the table might snap under the weight of all the corningware. Sheldon finally reappears looking bit harried but cracking a smile at her as he takes her hand.
"Where have you been people have been asking for you." Amy hisses at him.
"If I'm going to have to do this I needed time to collect myself." He tells her. "You look beautiful by the way that color is nice on you." Amy looks doubtfully down at the dress and shrugs her shoulders it is a bit mote revealing than she would like. Amy cant help help but think that a cardigan would finish it off nicely but June in Texas is not a place for modesty. Some of the sundresses Amy is seeing around make her cap sleeved sweetheart neckline number look like a nuns habit.
"Don't think you can make me forget about you disappearing for a hour by complimenting me? Well it is working." She concedes as a group of people descend upon them.
"So this is her huh? The girl your mama keeps telling me that have." An older man tells him clapping his hand on Sheldon's shoulder.
"Yes, Uncle Stumpy this is Amy."
"My, she is prettier than a picture isn't she! " a little old woman says hugging both her and Sheldon " Ive been a praying for you Sheldon, praying that the lord would cure some of your peculiar ways. Don't you tell me the lord don't work in mysterious ways honey!"
"Ummm." Sheldon stumped on how to answer the old woman.
"I rather enjoy his peculiar ways, its what I love about him the most." Amy tells the woman and Sheldon smiles at her.
"Well that's good, darling, I think that is good." The old woman says patting her on the arm and walking away.
"Thank you, Aunt Ida means well but …"
"Its okay, I understand Sheldon."
"Are you ready to make our announcement?"
"The question is are you ready? "
"More than you will ever know." He says taking her hand and leading her near the stereo where George Jr. is. "Attention, everyone I would like to say something." He announces to the crowd and everyone quiets down and turns to look at him:
"I don't come to Texas very often anymore, in fact when I left more fifteen years ago I promised that I would never come back. I have stayed away largely due to how I was treated when I was younger. Ostracized for being of a superior intelligence, looked down on for some of my more peculiar habits. I thought there was no one in the world who was like me. That was a strange new species of human dropped alone and meant to fend for himself. Some even mused I might be a witch an instrument of the devil because I refused to conform. Then I moved to California and things got better because everyone is a little peculiar there. Everyone else's strangeness melts in and nobody notices your particular brand of strangeness. So I was tolerated for my strangeness if not completely accepted. Still I was a species alone, with no one to match me and I still felt profoundly alone. Then five years ago I met Amy Farrah Fowler, and she showed me that I was not strange or alone at all. That there was someone out there who could match my wits. So today, in front of the people who made me feel alone in the world, I am going to ask this woman to marry me, and I will never be alone in the world again." Then he sinks down to one knee and the captive audience gasps.
"Amy Farrah Fowler, will you marry me?" He asks again retrieving the ring box from his pocket and holding it out.
"Yes." Amy tells him and the crowd erupts into cheers and Mary and Memaw rush to embrace them.
"Honey, I don't care that most of your speech was pretty insulting that was one of the most beautiful things I have every heard." Mary tells him.
"Ya'll should get married here in Texas, despite what you said 'bout growing up here the church folks would love to see you get married there."
"We are not anywhere close to planning it but I can assure you we are not going to be married here."
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Amy could not remember being this happy in her entire life sitting on stone wall of the garden leaning against the chest of her fiancé the velvety blackness of the night encircling them. Memaw had handed George Jr. CD and demanded it be played. George rolled his eyes and took out the country songs he had been playing and popped in her CD. The party was winding down and almost all the guests had left except for the close friends and family. The music started and Amy giggled it seemed as though Memaw was trying to set a mood.
"You know when I was little my Memaw and Pop Pop would dance to this song." Sheldon tells her holding her close against him."
"They did?"
"Oh yes they were big fans of Elvis Presley
"We used to have parties like this all the time when I was younger, the adults would dance all night and let the kids sleep outside of blankets until we were gathered up and brought inside."
"That sounds wonderful ." Amy says dreamily her childhood never included such fun.
"Not really, I hated every moment of it, hated that the adults were paying attention to each other and not us, that it was hot and sticky outside, that the blanket we had to sleep on was scratchy…"
"Was there anything you liked."
"Well I liked listening to my Pop Pop sing to Memaw, it always made her laugh. I guess I liked falling asleep and then awaking up as my Father carried me back to the car."
"I can't imagine you allowing yourself to be carried."
"I was little once you know, however I admit that I did not allow myself to be cuddled or carried often."
"That is a wonderful memory, I like the part about your Pop singing to Memaw its so romantic. The sound like they really loved each other, I would love to be sung to." Amy says gently knocking against his shoulder.
"Well you're in luck I know the words to this song." Sheldon says getting up and pulling Amy to her feet.
"I was just teasing, you don't have to.." But Sheldon is already dragging her to the middle of the patio where he wraps his arms around her waist and starts swaying her gently to the music. He bends down low do his mouth is close to her ear, his warm breath tickling her.
"Wise men say, only fools rush in, but I can't help falling in love with you." He sings softly in her ear his voice soft and melodious. "Take my hand, take me whole life too, but I can't help falling in love with you." His voice trembles a bit at the end and Amy is on the verge of crying, the sound of his voice is so beautiful. She reaches up and takes his face in her hands and kisses him lightly on the lips. Not wanting to kiss him too passionately in front of his family again. Sheldon seems to have other ideas and he grabs her close to him and parts her lips with his tongue, deepening the kiss and making her heart race.
"Hold on Shelly! You ain't married to the gal yet." One of his uncles drunkenly guffaws clapping his hand on back causing him to break the kiss.
"Shoot, you don't kiss your wife like that!" One of the other uncles calls back chuckling. "Let the boy get his kicks while he is still young enough to get em'!"
"Boy ain't even that young! Let em' make up for all them kicks he missed!" Someone shouts and Memaw comes to the rescue.
"Now ya'll leave my Moonpie alone!" She wails. "Ya'll just jealous now one wants to kiss you anymore."
"There are plenty of gals out there who want to kiss me."
"Well I don't see any of em' here, wanting to taste that stinky old whiskey breath." Memaw sasses back to him putting her hands on her hips. Then she turns back to Sheldon and pats him on the back. "Now, Shelly why don't you grab a blanket and go show Amy that tree you used to like to lay under when you was little. It's a beautiful out and the night is young." Sheldon looks at her oddly but she is insistent. "Go on get!" So Sheldon walks inside the house to go get a blanket and Amy follows him also curios about his grandmothers insistence on it.
"You better send a chaperone for them two, cause I guarantee you they is going to be doing more than star gazing." Mary says as she watches them walk back outside blanket tucked under her his arm walking to a dark corner of Memaws large property.
"Well honey that is what Imma goin' for! A mind like Moopies that is worth passing on to a new generation. I am in my eighties and I want to see more great grand babies before I die."
"You sly old woman."Mary says slapping her on the arm.
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They walk to the far corner of the property until the lights from the house are a faint twinkle through the trees and the music is just a dull hum. Sheldon comes to rest at the foot of a giant old tree its roots thick in the ground and its branches spreading across the sky.
"You hate laying in the ground." Amy giggles as Sheldon fluffs out a blanket and spreads it on the ground.
"I am trying to subvert expectations, and Memaw is making me." , he lays down on the blanket and she lays down beside him. Curling into his side burrowing her head into the space between his neck and shoulder.
"It is a nice tree." Amy says looking up at its branches and the swatches of starlit sky in between. It all seems so surreal, for a while it seemed they would never get to this point. To be able lay together so close, to met his family, to be his wife.
"I used to lay here and think about how everything in the universe is made up all these tiny particles we can't see. I would Imagine that I had robot eyes and I could see every single particle . I almost tricked myself into thinking it was true that I had the power to see the matter in the air."
"Funny, I was just thinking that the branches reminded me of neurons in the brain the way they spoke out." Amy says lifting her hands to illustrate her point.
"How is that funny?" He asks curiously.
"Because science is never to far from our minds." She answers him and he turns his head to look at her.
"You are never too far from my mind."
"Oh, that was good you are getting better at this." Amy tells him giggling.
"I am, but never the less what I said is true." He says looking into her eyes seriously. Amy leans in and kisses him hungrily and he kisses her back with equal fervor. Fisting his one hand into her hair while the other hand splays across her back pulling her closer to him. All those interrupted kisses are having their effect and both of their bodies are surging with heat and longing. He dips his head low and nibbles the sensitive flesh of her neck. Moving his hand lower to cup her bottom and pull her tight to his body. His hand works under her dress pulling it up and then moving to the band of her underwear.
"Sheldon stop, someone could see us, or hear us." Amy giggles pulling away.
"Unless someone comes out here with a flashlight looking for us, they aren't going to see anything. As far as hearing us, you will just have to keep quiet now won't you?" He says rolling on top of her and pinning her to the ground.
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