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Gravity	By : FemmeBono Category: 1 through F > The Big Bang Theory Views: 9703 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Wow! The reviews are in and I never expected as much of a show of support as I’ve gotten. I’ve felt this story needed writing for a while…and I wanted to wait until I thought I had a clear sense of the characters, so a big thank you to everyone who’s with it and to those who appreciate me trying to keep it in character. I love knowing I’m not the only one who can see this vision of them. I’m not saying it won’t be rocky, but I am definitely saying that it could really work!
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Knock, knock, knock. “Penny.”

Knock, knock, knock. “Penny.”

Knock, knock, knock. “Penny.”
Penny was face down on her bed, still in her work clothes when Sheldon’s signature knock sounded through her apartment. She groaned into her pillow before rising and trudging to the door to open it.
“What is it, Sheldon?”
Sheldon took a good look at Penny, concern marring his usually bland features. “Penny! How many double shifts have you worked this week?”
“About three, maybe four, I’ve lost track.”
Giving up on the idea of him stating his business and leaving, Penny resigned herself to a lengthy visit and plopped down on the couch. Sheldon stepped into the apartment, a manila folder in his hand that she had not noticed before, and closed her door.
“Penny,” he began, striding over to sit in the chair he had claimed as his own. “As you are aware, I have been trying to figure out how best to work your schedule and mine around to where they are synced well enough to accommodate my transportation needs.”
Penny rolled her eyes. Sheldon missed it entirely as he opened the folder to reveal a stapled document.
“Two things have occurred to me in my reasoning around the multiple scenarios we have before us and I believe they may be mutually beneficial and result in your being able to cut your hours at the Cheesecake Factory while simultaneously returning to your regular Tuesday night shift, during which you can bring me my Barbecue Bacon cheeseburger.”
“Seriously?” she responded, leveling her gaze at him. Sometimes she just could not believe the lengths Sheldon would go to make his own life better.
“Did you hear a ‘bazinga’ in there? I think not,” he clipped. “So, what I have here is a prospectus of sorts. First, it recommends that you do not renew your lease; as I understand it, you are coming up on your time to renew. Instead, I suggest that we revisit my idea to move in with me, thus allowing you to split rent, utilities, and internet, plus since you would be providing me transportation—which I will get to in a moment, I would also assist in paying for gas.
He paused to take a breath, and Penny started to interject, but he simply raised a finger and plowed on.
“The second contention is that you transfer your credits to Caltech, both from your community college back home and Pasadena City College, and that you sign up for financial aid for next semester through the federal channels, as well as the university itself. This will enable you to cut your hours back at the Cheesecake Factory—with the exception of Tuesday nights which you will return to and we’ll just consider this aberration an anomaly never to be spoken of again. You can also apply for a work study job with the school, which will be a better resume builder than ‘waitress’ in any case.”
“Third, it actually includes a rider for changing your major. With the courses you have taken both in Nebraska and here it would count as more than enough for the core requirements with the artsy fartsy types on the other side of campus. Now, I considered suggesting something in the theater department, given your ill-advised forays into acting, however, since the only thing you have managed to land is a hemorrhoid commercial, I think it’s safe to say that your talents lie elsewhere. And frankly, with as much as you have to study, let’s face it, frankly you are NO academic. You’ve been moping around here, stressed out and studying constantly just to get the basics and to be quite honest I find it to be a real downer.”
Sheldon continued unabated, though Penny’s raised eyebrow and crossed arms did give him pause. He just could not place why he felt she may be upset by his observations.
“So my suggestion to you is that you perhaps do something with the Fashion Institute—perhaps with fashion merchandising, since your Penny Blossom venture seemed to have some promise.”
Penny uncrossed her arms abruptly and raised both eyebrows.
“I’ll admit those people are a silly bunch. They usually go flapping around campus in obnoxious colors and talking about shoes. But since you have already drunk the Kool-aid there it seems only natural that you would join their ranks. I actually went so far as to obtain a leaflet from their department today from some extremely talkative and heavily perfumed woman at the reception desk. She smelled like patchouli and cloves, and it made my nose itch.”
Sensing that Sheldon had finally wound down, Penny took the opportunity to jump in. “Sheldon, sweetie, I appreciate what you did, I really do…but I don’t know how I feel about moving in with you. That bedroom, in particular, has a whole lot of memories that I would always be reminded of.”
“Of which I would—“
“Sheldon, stop correcting my English! Just hear me out here. I love what you’re trying to do, I really do. But everything in that room is exactly the same as it was when Leonard left and the apartment is the same, and I just worry that it would all come flooding back and everything I’ve built in the last few months would just fall away and I’d be the same dumb old starving artist Penny who had no prospects except what her looks could get her and no real drive in anything but her failed acting career.”
“I see,” Sheldon said thoughtfully. Then, in a moment of pure inspiration, he decided to take a page out of Amy’s book. It seemed to work for them then when negotiating, he mused, so why not now with Penny? “Proposal: what if, you get rid of anything that drudges up memories—both here and in our apartment, we’ll repaint your bedroom, and I’ll help move everything in to your room, find places for common items in the apartment at large, and I’ll even redesign a new flag and crest in honor of the new union.”
“Um…what does that mean in regular English?”
“We’ll do what we can to get rid of the old memories and start making new ones! And besides, the new studious Penny still has the old hardworking Penny driving her. You’re not really new, so much as improved,” he said with a genuine smile.
At that moment Penny could have kissed him. But she knew better.
“Can we use my shower curtain instead of the periodic table one?”
Sheldon visibly struggled with this. Penny wondered exactly how easily he was going to take getting rid of some of the things in his apartment. Then, he schooled his ventures and relaxed.
“Fine, but my whimsical ducks stickers stay, and I do not need to remind you of all people how necessary they are.”
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