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The Physicist Divergence Anomaly	By : banana-x-phone Category: 1 through F > The Big Bang Theory Views: 23962 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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The California weather didn't change much, at least not for Penny. When fall descended into pre-winter, it only became less hot, maybe even more bearable. Penny was getting more used to not having snow on her birthday, which silently loomed over her head. It was three days away and she still hadn't made plans. She thought about going to a club and getting VIP table service and a limo package, but at twenty-six, she thought 'What was the point?' The thought of some drunk guy trying to grind up against her made her stomach churn. She and Sheldon had been dating for almost three months and he had an aversion to such places anyway. What fun would the bar be if she couldn't take her Whack-a-Doodle with her?
Penny sat in a Starbucks in Hollywood waiting for the person, who was supposed to come interview her, to arrive. She glanced at the business card she held in her hand. Brock Lee, Voice Talent Professional. A chuckle escaped her lips every time she read his name. Classic Hollywood nut-bag. An ad in the paper was looking for a woman to do voice over work for a major motion picture. When she went in to inquire and drop off her resume and head shots, they said they liked the sound of her voice, so they booked her an interview. The sleeve of her venti skinny caramel macchiato was slowly being destroyed as she eagerly watched the door for Mr. Lee.
A man in a charcoal grey suit walked through the door and walked over to the register. He paid for a bottle of water and a lemon poppy seed loaf. Penny watched as he carefully scanned the room. His brown eyes met hers and a small smile spread across his lips. He quickly approached the table she was sitting at and Penny stood up as he walked toward her. Nervously, she smoothed down the front of her knee length black pencil skirt and extended her hand. His grasp was firm, but not overpowering. They shook hands and sat down at the table.
Mr. Lee was roughly in his late forties, early fifties. His short dark hair was peppered with flecks of grey around his temples. The darkness of his eyes consumed her for a moment as they sat in a brief moment of silence. Penny studied his angular features as he opened his mouth to speak.
"Penny, it's nice to meet you. I'm Brock. Let's get down to business shall we?" Penny nodded at his question. Feeling like a little girl who was about to be chastised by her father, she watched as he looked over her resume like it was her report card. Penny was obviously failing.
"It says here that you were in a commercial, so it's good to know that you have some experience. However, voice over work is different than on camera work. Can you tell me why you think that you would be well suited for this type of media?" He asked. Their eyes met and Penny felt a lump in her throat. As she searched her brain for an answer to his question, she watched his eyes dart across her face.
"I would be well suited for voiceover work, Mr. Lee, because I am very talented at expressing my emotions and I have great control over what I can convey vocally. I feel that my sincerity and genuine nature come through naturally in my voice." Penny felt the familiar anxiety she normally felt when she would audition for television or even small parts in movies. Brock smiled and looked back at her resume.
"Penny, I'm not supposed to do this, because it's in bad taste, but I have to say that your voice is perfect for one of the characters in our production. I'm glad that you have some experience in the field; that will allow you to transition a little easier." Brock stated in a hushed tone. Penny's eyes grew wide. Did she just get a job? A soft smile spread across her lips and her hands fidgeted with the lid of her coffee.
"Mr. Lee-" "Oh please, call me Brock." Brock interrupted. Penny nodded and continued.
"Brock, I just want to clarify, are you offering me a job?" Her voice was shaky and hesitant. He quickly patted her hand and nodded.
"Yes, I am. The role is for a supporting female character in a new Pixar movie called Newt. I will give you more details about it when you come into the studio to sign off on the paper work." Penny fought to hold in a squeal of delight. She couldn't believe that she was going to be in a Pixar movie. Brock stood up and extended his hand to her once more. Penny stood up and they shook hands.
"Monday morning? Say nine-thirty? We'll get you set up and give you a tour of the studio." He said while collecting his paper work and shoving it in his briefcase; she quickly nodded and bit back a grin that was threatening to escape onto her lips. Penny watched as he stalked away and out the door. The rush she got was indescribable; she could feel all of the feel good chemicals that her body produced coursing through her veins.
The contents of her purse were being emptied onto the small table she had been sitting at as she hastily searched for her phone. The urge to call everyone she knew suddenly overwhelmed her. Her fingers flew across her touch screen and she quickly flipped through her contacts. Sheldor the Conqueror. Pressing the phone to her ear, she listened as the phone rang. Sheldon picked up on the third ring. Surprise, surprise.
"Hello, this is Dr. Sheldon Cooper." Penny smiled at his professional greeting. She plopped down in the chair she was standing beside and decided to have some fun with him.
"Hello Dr. Cooper, may I please speak with Sheldor the Conqueror?" As she spoke her smile sounded through the phone.
"You may, only if I may speak with Queen Penelope." He answered. Penny was surprised by Sheldon's cheeky response.
"I know you're working, but I just wanted to tell you that I booked a job! It's some voice over work for a movie! I can tell you more about it when I come to see you tonight." She excitedly chattered into the phone. Even though the smile on her face was killing her cheekbones, she couldn't stop.
"Penny, that's wonderful! I'm happy for you." Sheldon replied sounding genuinely excited. Relief suddenly washed over her. She just needed to tell someone, and was glad that Sheldon was there to listen.
"Thanks! I have to go, but I'll see you later tonight for Chinese and vintage video games." She finished. They said goodbye and she clutched her phone to her chest. Perhaps this was the break she was looking for. As she collected her things from the table and started stuffing them back in her purse, thoughts about the journey that she was about to take filled her mind. It was exciting but also terrifying at the same time. What if she failed? The thought almost killed her. She wouldn't. She couldn't. Not this time.
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Penny had arrived just in time for Chinese food and the 1992 release of Final Fantasy: Mystic Quest. After the food was gone, their friends had left, and Leonard had gone to bed, Sheldon sat with Penny on the brown leather sofa. The television was silently airing a muted re-run of Battle Star Galactica. They weren't watching it anyway. Sheldon had seen this particular episode more than enough, so instead he focused his attention on Penny. After coming very close to copulating with his neighbor turned girlfriend, they decided to slow things down and get to know each other better.
The only release from the pent up sexual tension brooding between them, aside from masturbation, was when they would give in to temptation and share naughty kisses with one another. Penny took a metaphorical stand while lying in her bed with him after a steamy make out session that they should wait for a little while before they had sex. Sheldon agreed with her notion, he wanted to solidify their romantic bond before taking that intimate step with her. Their hands were comfortably laced together as they talked. Sheldon loved how perfectly her hands fit into his.
"I just can't believe that he pretty much gave me the job on the spot." Penny said with disbelief coloring her voice. Sheldon reassuringly squeezed her hand in his as he bit back a comment about her past professional endeavors.
"I'm very glad that you are happy, Penny. You have waited for an opportunity like this for a long time and your patience is an admirable quality." Sheldon said while wrapping his arm around her shoulder and gently pulling her close.
"Thanks, Sweetie." She said leaning her head against his solid shoulder. Comfortable silence filled the room as Sheldon held her in his warm embrace. He noticed that her gaze kept falling to the perfectly wrapped present on the coffee table.
"As you've literally said nothing about the gift on the table, I will reward your patience by allowing you to open your birthday present early." Sheldon said while grabbing it off the coffee table and handing it to her.
"I thought you don't believe in gift giving, Sheldon." Penny asked while picking at the corner of the wrapping paper.
"You once told me that it was a non-optional social convention." He dryly stated. Penny licked at her lips and narrowed her eyes at him.
"Despite my aversion to the custom, for you I have made the exception and I have genuinely sought out something I really think you'll like." His voice was reassuring and soft. Penny's face relaxed into a smile as she opened up her present.
She pulled out a delicate necklace from a small box. It was a small fingerprint necklace. Their eyes met and hers glossed over with tears. Sheldon wasn't sure if she was sad or happy, crying women always confused him. He waited for her to say something. Suddenly, she flung her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. He reciprocated her hug and half nuzzled his face in her hair. They pulled away from each other and he wiped away a tear that had fallen onto her flushed cheek.
"You came up with this all on your own?" She quietly asked, still in shock.
"Yes, it's actually a partial print of my thumb, so I only ask that if you murder someone, please refrain from framing me." He replied, she laughed at the seriousness of his statement.
"Sheldon, you're so sweet remembering my birthday! Thank you so much." She excitedly said as she put on her new piece of jewelry. Sheldon cocked his head and his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"I have an eidetic memory Penny, even if I wanted to forget your birthday, I couldn't." He sardonically informed her. She rolled her eyes at him and softly kissed his lips.
As their mouths moved in perfect syncronicity, he gently pulled her into his lap. His lips parted and their tongues met, slowly igniting the passion between them. Passion slowly turned into frustration as he allowed his long fingers to twist into her golden tresses, his kisses became more urgent as he roughly explored her soft skin with his lips. Penny rocked against his growing arousal as he took her clavicle into his mouth. It was easy to get lost in Penny's feminine charms and intoxicating moans.
Restraint was also becoming harder for Sheldon. Every time she would brush against his aching manhood, he would feel an electric shock run up his spine. A small voice in the back of his head kept taunting him; he felt the relentless urge to tear her apart. Soft moans escaped her lips as he grasped her firm ass and pushed her against him. His brain became cloudy; all he could think about was her soft skin between his teeth and the scent of coconuts radiating off of her skin.
"You smell so fucking good." He deeply growled into her hair. Penny gasped and pulled away from him. Never had she heard him drop the f-bomb. The heavy rise and fall of her chest was begging him to release her supple breasts from the flimsy confines of her tank top. Sheldon focused on his breathing until it matched hers. He needed to calm himself; the tension was beginning to be too much for him to handle. The only thought that entered his brain was how good it would feel to be buried deep into Penny's wetness.
"Sheldon, we should stop." Penny said, almost apologetically. He couldn't even muster words to say, so he just nodded and pressed his forehead against hers.
They sat together, Penny still straddling her sexually frustrated physicist, and calmed down. A cold shower would have to suffice tonight. Slowly, she got out of his lap and pressed her cool hand to his burning cheek. He looked up into her soft eyes and smiled.
"You amaze me Sheldon Cooper. Sweet dreams." Her voice was soft and tranquil. She turned and walked out of his apartment. Sheldon sat on the couch blankly staring at the tv. Penny amazed him too. It was almost surreal and he silently wondered when he would wake up from this dream.
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