the god of clockwork & strings by damalur
Summary: Sheldon and the universe conspire to give Penny a second chance.
Word Count: 4700
Rating: PG-13
Pairing(s): Sheldon/Penny
Genre: AU
Link to Story: http://community.livejournal.com/graymalkinlane/28290.html
If you haven't noticed, I rec practically everything damalur writes. No, she hasn't bribed me with any delicious baked goods yet, she's just that talented.
I don't want to say too much about this fic because I don't want to give anything away. All I'll say is that this is AU and it's brilliantly executed from beginning to end. You might be a bit confused at first. Just keep reading. Let it all sink in until it knocks you out of your seat with the awesome.
Evenings like this are what she lives for, the times when Sheldon puts aside his computer and Penny turns off her phone so the community theater can't reach her with one more emergency, and no, she doesn't know why there are pink handprints across the stage even if she heavily suspects the elementary school's production of The Mouse That Roared. No phones, no physics; it's almost like they're cocooned in their own universe.
"Hey, Sheldon," she wonders, "do you believe in angels?"
His hands still. "Penny, don't be absurd."
Promise me that you'll read this, if you haven't already.
If you enjoy this story, please take a minute to leave a comment for the writer.
Word Count: 4700
Rating: PG-13
Pairing(s): Sheldon/Penny
Genre: AU
Link to Story: http://community.livejournal.com/graymalkinlane/28290.html
If you haven't noticed, I rec practically everything damalur writes. No, she hasn't bribed me with any delicious baked goods yet, she's just that talented.
I don't want to say too much about this fic because I don't want to give anything away. All I'll say is that this is AU and it's brilliantly executed from beginning to end. You might be a bit confused at first. Just keep reading. Let it all sink in until it knocks you out of your seat with the awesome.
Evenings like this are what she lives for, the times when Sheldon puts aside his computer and Penny turns off her phone so the community theater can't reach her with one more emergency, and no, she doesn't know why there are pink handprints across the stage even if she heavily suspects the elementary school's production of The Mouse That Roared. No phones, no physics; it's almost like they're cocooned in their own universe.
"Hey, Sheldon," she wonders, "do you believe in angels?"
His hands still. "Penny, don't be absurd."
Promise me that you'll read this, if you haven't already.
If you enjoy this story, please take a minute to leave a comment for the writer.