My First Kiss Went a Little Like This
My First Kiss Went a Little Like This
by trippy41
Rating: PG
Word Count: 509
Author's Note: I don't own them, yadda yadda, I just like to play with them!
Author's Note 2: Not really song related-the title just seemed appropriate.
Author's Note 3: No real spoilers I guess, but with Amy mentions, I would place it Season Four.
Author's Note 4: Just a short plot bunny that didn't fit in any of my current in-progress fics.
Sheldon looked at his watch again. Just two more minutes. Sheldon knew he had to wait until exactly eleven am, as he had neither a death wish nor a high tolerance for pain. He reflected upon how to broach the topic one more time-planning and choosing his words with more care than he usually did-again, with no desire for physical pain. To that end, he shuffled the still warm banana bread from one hand to the other, and looked at his watch again. Eleven am on the dot!
*knock knock knock* "Penny"
*knock Knock knock* "Penny"
*knock knock knock* "Penny"
The door to 4B swung open with force, and Sheldon instinctivley took a step back. Penny, however, was dressed and had a small smile on her face-which grew a bit wider at sight and smell of the banana bread.
Sheldon started, "It'selevenamandImadethisforyouandcanIcomein?" He shoved the banana bread in Penny's direction. Great Shelly, he thought to himself as he took a breath. Off to an aupicious start.
Penny laughed and stepped aside to let him in. She practically skipped to the kitchen, banana bread in hand. Sheldon entered and shut the door behind him. He hoped he could be more coherent now.
"Penny," Sheldon began again, "I am in need of your assistance."
Penny, already with a mouthful of banana bread said, "whaddya mwph need?" She chewed and swallowed, admitting even to herself, talking with that much bread in her mouth was kinda gross.
Sheldon took a deep breath, steadying his voice to sound as natural, well as natural as he was, "Amy Farrah Fowler has posited a hypothesis to an experiment that she would like me to partipate in." There, he thought to himself, calm, cool, collected and clinical. Oh, and why exactly was his lip twiching and his leg shaking? He nodded to the couch and sat down.
Penny sat down with him, banana bread actually sliced an on a plate now, instead of just tearing it off the loaf and gleefully stuffing it into her face, "And you need my help--why?"
Rubbing his hands on his knees to wipe off any perspiration, and to still his still shaking leg, Sheldon looked at her, and said as clearly as he could, "You need to teach me how to kiss."
Penny choked on her banana bread, producing a coughing fit that turned her red--ya, she thought, it was the coughing that turned her cheeks red. Really it was.
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