Title: Movie Night
Fandom: The Big Bang Theory
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Summary: Sheldon and Penny's Saturday night movie.
"No Sheldon!" Penny threw her arms up in frustration. "Besides, you got to choose last time."
Sheldon huffed from his spot on the left corner of Penny's couch (a matching set to his spot on his own couch). It was their weekly Saturday Movie Night - an event which had evolved from including Raj, Howard, and Leonard in the boys' apartment to just Sheldon and Penny at hers. At Penny's insistence, they alternated who got to choose what film they watched. Last week had been Penny's turn, but she had been roped into taking a closing shift at the Cheesecake Factory. The two had been forced to forfeit Movie Night.
Now the blonde was insisting that, even though the calendar clearly stated that it was Sheldon's week, she should pick the movie that night.
"But Penny," Sheldon stated slowly, "if you choose tonight, it throws off the entire schedule! It is only logical that I pick our feature presentation now, and you make the choice next Saturday." He paused, "Which is your assigned week."
"Screw the 'schedule'!" Penny said, nearly ready to attempt to suffocate herself with her pillow. Wait. No, she would hog-tie Sheldon and use the pillow to make him shut up. "It's not like it's hard to remember who picked the last movie - it does not have to be written down in ink for the next two years," she insisted.
Sheldon looked strickened, "But it's the most efficient way! Disorder would lead to chaos!"
Penny crossed her arms and raised a brow at the tall, lanky man beside her.
"Maybe I like things a little chaos-y."
Sheldon swallowed his remark on her continuing habit of making up words (he was learning), and glanced around the apartment - a test of chaos theory in its self. "Clearly. When was the last time you cleaned?"
She shrugged, "The last time you did it. I'm kind of just waiting for you to crack again." Penny pointed a finger at the physicist. "Don't change the subject. It's my turn. All you want to do is watch The Wrath of Khan again."
Sheldon sat up even straighter than he had been. "The Wrath of Khan is a piece of Sci-Fi and cinematic history. It -”
"That's not the point Sheldon. I won't watch it." She looked him dead in the eyes. "I'll cry."
A panicked look crept onto his face, "What?"
Penny almost smirked in triumph. "I'll cry, Sheldon. You know I will. The end will make me cry and it will be all your fault.
"Penny, you are aware that I am not comfortable with girls when they cry -”
"I mean, what would your Meemaw say if she knew that her Moonpie was making that 'sweet girl next door' cry?" It was a low blow, but an effective one.
Sheldon was silent for a long, tense moment. Then,
"Meemaw would be disappointed. We can adjust the schedule tomorrow. You have won this time - pick your movie."
Penny smiled brightly at him, launching herself up from the couch to fetch a case and put the DVD in the player. The waitress settled back into her seat, moving so that she could rest her head on Sheldon's slightly stiff shoulder. Hugging her pillow to her chest with one arm, she pressed the play button on her remote.
As he attempted to relax a bit, letting his right arm rest hesitantly on the back of the couch behind Penny, he asked, "So what did you choose?"
"I thought I would introduce you to a different piece of cinematic history,” Penny answered mysteriously.
As the opening credits to When Harry Met Sally began to roll, Penny waited in amused anticipation to see how Sheldon would react to the infamous Deli Scene.
Yeah. Life was good.