sheldon → one

[knocksthrice]

Who: Sheldon Cooper, Leonard Hofstadter and somarium!
Where: Starts in Somni at the mall.
Style: First but it starts in third
Status: OPEN.

After getting over the initial shock that they were in a dream world and not a dream, Sheldon had reluctantly agreed to move into an apartment with Leonard who had seemed oddly against the idea. So after being recused

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[beautifulmartyr]

Aerith had already gotten most of her furniture settled in her apartment thanks to Al and Snake's help, but she still needed to buy a few more things before it really felt like home. So what better place to look than the mall! Obviously, that would make sense, wouldn't it? Anyway, she didn't need a couch, but she couldn't help but stop and stare when she saw the grown man bouncing around on them to feel the cushions.

Honestly, that looked like fun, even if the man with him didn't seem as excited. Since she wanted to look around anyway, she slipped on into the store, standing a few feet off and smiling.

"Have you tried this one yet?" She offered teasingly, pointing to the couch beside her. "It looks comfortable."

[knocksthrice]

"It isn't up to the 'Sheldon-standard'," Sheldon replied to Leonard's statement. He let out a sigh as he stood up looking a bit forlornly at the many more couches before him still to be tested for cushion density. "I don't see why we can't just have our couch delivered. I frankly don't want a new couch." He turned to Leonard with a bit of a pout, "I want our old couch, Leonard."

That's when he noticed the girl who spoke whom he recognized immediately. Sheldon unfortunately is not one of those people, cause you know, he doesn't exactly have a filter. Instead of addressing her though, Sheldon turned to Leonard again. "Are you sure there isn't a convention in town?"

[beautifulmartyr]

She lifted a brow up, were these two more people from home that recognized her?She was starting to feel terrible about forgetting all these friends of hers. Little did she know, right?

"Sheldon..." She offered, glancing up to whom she assumed would be Sheldon. The crankier looking one, since he was clearly displeased by the furniture. "Well what is 'Sheldon-standard'?" She asked, finally, tilting her head quizzically.

"Convention?" you guys, stop confusing her.

[chokowaffle]

Belgium was walking around, looking at furniture for her room. There, she saw the two of them, waving to them with a smile.

[knocksthrice]

Sheldon paused in his cushion testing only to look up and speak to Leonard when a waving hand caught his eye. It wasn't that Sheldon wasn't good at remembering faces, it was simply the fact that this girl whose name was supposedly Belgium was claiming she was a country.

No matter what she said, Sheldon was more than convinced that countries could not be humans. They were large land forms with physical features such as rivers, lakes, deserts and mountains not mouths, eyes and ears.

"Leonard, I believe that girl is waving at us."

>:

[chokowaffle]

Belgium noticed her being looked at weird, frowning a little. She felt a little embarrassed. She dropped her hand, sighing. She just continued to look at the furniture.

[ifeelsoepic]

[Neku was in need of a new desk since his other one is used soley for his drawings. He's going to need another one for...homework, which he still can't believe this place is going to have an active school. Still, it'd at least give him something to do. He never thought he'd actually miss school, of all things...

So, have a Neku walking around with this song almost blasting from his headphones.]

[knocksthrice]

[Well that song sounds familiar. Sheldon pauses in his observations of the cushions to listen to the song.]

That sounds familiar. [Pause.] And so does he.

[ifeelsoepic]

[He was looking at a desk when Leonard looked like he was talking to him. Of course, with his music on that loud he didn't hear all of what he said so he decided to hit pause.]

You say something?

[rouge_blood]

Angelina was bored out of her mind. Nothing special and extremely interesting happened, so she decided to do something about it. Thought about a party was in her mind for a while already, and finally she decided to go with it. Finally there were things to do, arrangements to make.

As Madame walked through a furniture shop, thinking how to furnish her apartments and wouldn't it be better if her dear nephew Ciel hosted the party in his lovely mansion, she run into a tall man, dressed in one of those queer clothes she still couldn't quite understand.

"Pardon me, sir, I was quite deep in thoughts. Are you all right?"

[knocksthrice]

Sheldon had been deep in thought too, but over different matters than Angelina had. He had only just stood up from the current couch he had been sitting on about to move on to the next one when the woman dressed in red approached them.

"Why wouldn't I be all right?"

[rouge_blood]

Deciding it was a rhetoric question, Angelina didn't bother to reply. The young man seemed quite unusual indeed.

Turning her attention to another man, the first one's friend, she mused, Madame smiled.

"Oh, I know what you mean. My..." A second is needed to put in words what Grell exactly was to her, "My companion is like that most of the time."

[choru]

[ Korea wants a new pillow. The problem is, he can't decide on one. So he solves his problems by testing it out: lining up on the pillows and laying and/or rolling on them in various positions. I hope your sights were not set on these pillows. ]

[knocksthrice]

Leonard, I think this may be the one! [Pauses and notices that the experimental physicist is staring at something.]

Leonard?

[choru]

[ He holds up a pillow triumphantly for all the world to see. ]

This one is good! Oh, but I like this one, too...

[ Fingering the other pillows that passed the preliminaries, it's time for the next test: pillow fort. For durability, of course. Not because he is an immature shopper. Your space may be slowly invaded as he builds up this masterpiece. ]