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Falling	By : banana-x-phone Category: 1 through F > The Big Bang Theory Views: 14017 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Sunday mornings were reserved for paintball with the boys. They were playing with a couple of other people that they worked with and they voted on playing capture the flag. Sheldon's heart raced as he snuck into the other team's base. He was sure that he was going to get caught, but the only person he could see was from the Geology department and he was texting on his Blackberry.
Sheldon grabbed the other's team flag and began to make his stealthy escape. He quietly walked through the heavily wooded area, careful to watch where he was stepping. His foot caught on something as he walked in between two small poplar trees. Suddenly there was an alarm going off, alerting the other team that there was an intruder in their base. He looked behind him and saw Barry Kripke running at full force toward him.
He ran in the direction of his team's base with the other team's flag stuffed in his pocket so that it was half visible. He noticed out of the corner of his eye that Barry was hot on his heels, shooting in his direction. He stumbled as he tried to duck behind a tree. The force of the paintball hitting his calf made him wince. He pressed his back against the large tree trunk as he fought to catch his breath.
"C'mon Coopa! I totawe hit you!" Barry called out to him. Sheldon pressed his head against the tree he was seeking refuge behind. His calf throbbed with pain.
"Legs and arms don't count, Kripke." Sheldon retorted. He needed an exit strategy. His brain quickly went through all of the possible scenarios and they pretty much all resulted in Sheldon's game ending prematurely. If Barry kept shouting, it would likely end in an ambush.
"You're done Coopa! Just suwenda and we can all go home." Barry yelled. Sheldon let out a heavy sigh. He needed to move. He spun out from behind the tree and shot Barry in the chest with a bright green paintball, eliminating him from the competition. Sheldon mouthed a quick "Thank-you Jesus" and took off in the direction he was originally headed in.
Twigs and branches snapped under his feet as he hurdled through the woods, toward his team's base. His brain had the entire course mapped out and he was at least five steps ahead of his enemies. Perspiration beaded on his forehead, he didn't bother wiping it away. His lungs felt like they were on fire; they burned when he tried to take in as much air as he could. He felt his pulse beating in his ears and his throat ached with dryness. He had no choice but to press forward.
Suddenly, Leslie Winkle appeared from behind a tree, she aimed her paintball gun at Sheldon as he stopped in his tracks. He looked around; she must have waited the entire game for him there. His breathing was ragged and he didn't have time to move before Leslie took a shot at him. The paintball hit Sheldon in the arm and he cried out. His grasped at his stinging flesh and his eyes watered. She wasn't supposed to be shooting at such a close range.
"Give me the flag, Dumbass, and I will consider keeping you in the game." Leslie said. Sheldon licked his dry lips and his eye twitched. She shot him intentionally in the arm. He wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of surrender. He dropped his arms to his sides, he knew she had bested him and his only option was to accept defeat, but he wouldn't.
"You'll have to pry it from my cold dead hands." He replied with a hint of smugness in his voice as he raised his paintball gun. Leslie shrugged her shoulders and shot him five times in the chest. Sheldon huffed and took the flag out of his pocket. He held it out to her and she reached to grab it. He quickly tossed it onto a branch that was too high for her to reach. He childishly stuck his tongue out at her while walking away to the dead area.
"I'm hit!" Sheldon yelled; he held his gun over his head as he walked. Once he made it to the dead area, he took off his goggles and cleaned them of their fluorescent splatter. He sat down on a hay stack and lifted up his pant leg. The spot where Barry hit was already a deep purple bruise. He touched his welted flesh and it throbbed with pain. He quickly covered his wound and looked up to see Walowitz enter the dead area.
"They got you too?" Howard asked as he approached Sheldon. Howard sat down and took off his goggles. He had orange paint splattered on his face, but didn't seem to care. Sheldon rolled his eyes at Howard's obvious question.
"I had their flag. I was so close to victory and it was embezzled from me by Leslie Winkle." Sheldon said spitting out her name like it was a lamb kabob. Howard nodded and began to take off his armor. He tossed his chest armor to the ground and sat back down beside Sheldon. They sat in silence for a few moments before Howard cleared his throat.
"So how are things between you and Penny?" Howard asked with a smile. Sheldon narrowed his eyes at him. He was not in the mood for any lewd comments.
"Things are fine." Sheldon answered quickly. Things were actually better than fine. The corner of his mouth twitched and his expression softened.
"Why do you ask?" He inquired. He really wasn't sure why Howard would be asking such a question. Howard smiled. Despite him being crude most of the time, he also had a wonderful wife and knew what it was like to be in love.
"I just see the way you guys are together and even though I never thought in a million years that you would be with Penny, I know that you guys were kind of made for each other." He said. Sheldon half smiled and looked away, Howard did have a point. He shifted in his seat and looked back at his friend.
"Howard, how did you know that Bernadette was going to say yes to your marriage proposal?" Sheldon asked in a small voice. Howard sat in shock for a moment. He couldn't believe that Sheldon was asking him for advice.
"Well, I actually didn't know that she was going to say yes. I actually thought she was going to reject me and stomp my heart into the ground." Howard confessed. He remembered how terrifying it was to ask that question, especially in front of all of his friends.
"Well, we all thought that." Sheldon retorted. Howard's smile turned into a frown at Sheldon's remark. He was still curious about why he was asking him about that kind of stuff and Sheldon never really talked to him about personal matters, so he let it slide.
"Are you thinking about proposing to Penny?" He asked in a hushed tone. His eyes darted across Sheldon's face. Sheldon looked down to the ground.
"Well, no. I don't even know her stance on marriage. It would be foolish for me to make a decision without assessing all of the data first. As you are my only married friend, I was just trying to obtain some perspective from a person who has already experienced the situation." Sheldon said. He cupped his chin in his hand and placed his elbow on his knee. He continued to look at the ground in front of him.
"Wait, I'm your friend?" Howard asked in disbelief. Sheldon snapped his attention to Howard. That's what he chose to take away from the comment Sheldon just made? He pursed his lips together.
"Yes, but you can go back to being a treasured acquaintance quicker than I can say 'bupkes'." He threatened. Howard smiled at his choice of Yiddish.
"You'll know when the time is right for you guys." Howard offered. He wasn't sure what else to say. Sheldon looked away slightly defeated. He thought his "friend" would have some more rational advice for him. Howard noticed the sullen look on Sheldon's face and rolled his eyes.
"Fine, I'll ask Bernadette to subtly inquire about Penny's stance on marriage." He said. Sheldon's eyes lit up and he smiled.
"Thanks friend." He said as he stood up to take off his chest armor. Leonard and Raj walked into the dead area and Sheldon glanced at his watch. He was thankful, now they could go to Denny's for something to eat. He was starving.
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Sheldon walked into his apartment with all of his paintball equipment looking clean and free of paint. Penny looked up from her spot on the couch as he crossed the apartment and put all of his equipment in the storage closet. He walked to the fridge and retrieved a diet coke and an acetaminophen for himself.
"How was your game, Sweetie?" Penny asked as she paused her movie. She had only been paintballing with the boys once and she didn't even get to play because Sheldon took her out in the shed. He sat down beside her in his spot and tried to keep his calf from coming in contact with the couch. He failed and flinched as he sat. He opened his soda and took the pain medication.
"We lost. It was terrible. I was taken out by Leslie Winkle." He said in a disappointed tone. He wished he would have let Kripke take him out instead. She patted his arm where Leslie had intentionally shot him and he recoiled from her touch.
"I'm sorry, Sweetie, are you ok?" Penny asked clutching her hand to her chest. Sheldon nodded, he would be alright; he just needed to treat his bruises. He sat back on the couch and placed his hand over his battle wound.
"I was hit with a paintball. Twice." He said showing her his welted calf. She gasped and quickly got up off the couch to retrieve a couple of ice packs for him. She wrapped them in dish towels and brought them over to the couch.
She lifted Sheldon's legs and rested them in her lap. She gave him an ice pack and he held it against his arm and she carefully iced his leg. He smiled at her; she was always so good at caring for him. If he had to rely on one person for the rest of his life, he would make sure it would be her.
"That feels good." Sheldon said. His expression was soft and his eyes were bright. She smiled at him and kissed his bare knee.
"Penny, will you sing Soft Kitty?" He asked. She gave him a knowing smile.
"Soft Kitty is for when you're sick. You're not sick." She reminded him. He pouted. He looked away and quickly flicked his eyes back to her.
"Bruised and sad from losing is a kind of sick." He countered softly. She couldn't say no, but she had to make it look like she was at least trying to put up a fight. She sighed and nodded.
"Soft kitty, Warm kitty, Little ball of fur.." She began. She couldn't believe the thought that popped into her head at that moment, but she wanted to spend the rest of her life with this crazy Whack-A-Doodle. She reached out and brushed her fingers through his soft hair.
"Happy kitty, Sleepy kitty, Purr purr purr." She softly finished. Sheldon smiled at her. They sat together nursing Sheldon's war wounds as they finished watching the remaining sixty minutes of WALL-E and eating Red Vines.
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