August 13 - The Big Key Theory II
Twisted Shorts August Fic-a-Day Challenge - Day 13
Title: The Big Key Theory II
Author: hermione2be
Rating: PG/FR13/K+
Crossover: BtVS/TBBT
Disclaimer: I do not own any of BtVS/Angel or The Big Bang Theory people, places, or ideas. This fiction is done simply for pleasure and I receive no profit.
Summary: Dawn’s continued adventures in her new apartment.
Notes: Direct continuation of Day 12 “The Big Key Theory”
Seasons: Post-Series/Season 1 Ep 1 & 2
Characters: Dawn, Leonard, Sheldon, Raj, Howard
Word Count: 1490
Leonard, Sheldon, and Dawn ate Indian food in the guys’ apartment.
The uncomfortable - for Dawn and Leonard - silence continued until the door opened. Two men walked in.
“Wait till you see this!” the short one with the bowl cut said.
“It’s fantastic,” the Indian man said as he turned towards the couch. “Unbelie-” he ended on a squeak.
“See what?” Leonard asked.
“It’s a Stephen Hawking lecture from MIT in 1974,” the short one said. “It’s before he became a creepy computer voice.”
Leonard gave her a tight smile. “Dawn this is Howard and Raj.”
Howard spun around to look at her.
“Enchante Madamoiselle. Howard Wolowitz, Cal-Tech department of Applied Physics.” He approached and squeezed himself between her and Leonard.
“Howard,” Leonard said in discomfort.
Dawn shifted closer to Sheldon and put her food down. “Um, Howard, it’s nice to meet you, but I need you to move.”
Howard smiled and inched closer.
Dawn grabbed him by the shoulders and tossed him over the coffee table to the empty space between the coffee table and the television. He landed on his butt, clearly surprised. She cringed and picked up her food. She eased away from Sheldon and returned to her original position in the middle seat.
“What was that?” Leonard asked.
“No more than he deserved. And he’s lucky it was me and not one of my family.” She knew half of them would have sought to humiliate him and the other half would have done more than just throw him over a table.
Raj helped Howard to his feet, staring at her with wide eyes.
“How do you all know each other?” Dawn asked.
“We…uh, we all work together. Raj is an astrophysicist. We all work at Cal-Tech.”
Howard and Raj took seats in the two remaining chairs.
Dawn looked at Sheldon who was looking at her with interest as he continued eating.
“You like comic books?” she asked pointing to his Flash shirt.
“Yes,” three of the men answered, Raj nodded enthusiastically.
“Do-do you like comic books?” Leonard asked.
“Some,” she admitted. “I’m not a dedicated reader, mostly I don’t have the time.”
“If you don’t mind my asking,” Howard said, “what do you do?”
“I’m a linguist for the International Watchers Council.”
“She’ll also take it over some day,” Leonard added.
“I’m hoping that day is a long way off,” she admitted.
“You don’t want to take over?”
“It’s more… I’m twenty-four. I’ve lived all over the world. My sister has had a significant role in the IWC since I was nine. It always feels more like I’m taking it over because I’m the youngest and the one who doesn’t have something else to do that’s significant enough.” Hell, even being a Slayer hadn’t stopped the Scoobies from treating her with kid gloves. If it wasn’t for Faith and Andrew she probably wouldn’t have been trained at all. She sighed and pushed the morose thoughts away. Dawn stood suddenly. “I should get my apartment sorted out, I still have stuff in the hall. Dinner, soon, on me.”
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Dawn spent two weeks sorting out her life. She got her apartment arranged and found a good local coffee place. She had scouted a couple of routes for patrol and had registered for classes.
She saw her neighbors periodically. Leonard gave her some wrongly delivered mail every couple of days.
She knocked on 4A.
Leonard opened the door. She could clearly hear Sheldon, Raj, and Howard in his living room.
“Oh, hi Dawn,” he greeted.
“Am I interrupting?”
“No.”
“You’re not swelling, Howard,” Sheldon snapped.
“No, no, look at my fingers,” Howard whined, “they’re like Vienna sausages.”
Leonard stepped into the hall, closing the door.
“Are you just coming home?”
“Opposite actually,” she told him. “I’m headed to work.”
“The freelance security things, right?”
“Yeah. I was wondering if you could help me with something-”
“Yes,” he answered.
“Okay, great. I’m having some furniture delivered tomorrow, and I probably won’t be here…” The door opened behind Leonard to reveal Sheldon, Raj, and Howard. “Hi guys.”
Howard rattled off a phrase in Russian, which loosely translated to “I am blinded by your radiant beauty.”
Though her Russian was a touch rusty, she replied with “If you only see my beauty, you aren’t looking deep enough.”
That seemed to shut Howard up out of surprise.
“Hey Sheldon,” she said. “Hi, Raj.”
Raj looked away from her and gave a little wave.
“Don’t take it personally,” Sheldon said, “it’s his pathology: he can’t talk to women.”
“So, there’s going to be furniture delivered?” Leonard distracted her from his friends.
“Yeah,” she handed him a key. “If I’m not here when it comes, just sign for it and have them put it in my apartment.”
“Yeah, no problem.”
“Thank you,” she waved to them. “I’ll see you guys later.” She hurried down the stairs and out into the night.
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Sheldon cursed Leonard silently as he pushed an extremely heavy package up the stairs. Somehow he had been roped into this by his roommate’s need for coitus with their new neighbor. Not that he didn’t like her. She was honest and had simply moved when he told her she had mistakenly sat in his spot.
“Sheldon?” Dawn’s voice came from the step below him. “What are you doing?”
He turned to her, releasing the heavy package. “We are attempting to get your furniture to your apartment.”
“Oh, no,” she said softly. “They didn’t deliver it to the fourth floor?”
“Leonard signed for it on the first floor.”
She cringed. Dawn was suddenly standing in his space, on the same step with her arms around him.
“Why are you hugging me?” he asked.
She laughed softly. “I’m trying to keep you from being brained by the package,” she told him.
Sheldon turned his head to see the package had slipped back down the stairs. “Oh.”
“I’m going to release it with one hand, think you can untangle and move?”
“Yes,” he did as she asked, moving out of her way. Effortlessly she put her shoulder to it and pushed it up to the third floor landing.
They found Leonard leaning heavily against the wall, breathing hard.
“That last bit seemed easier,” he said between heaving breaths.
Dawn giggled. Leonard stood suddenly and looked at her and Sheldon in surprise.
“I’m really sorry,” she said. “I never meant for you guys to have to carry this up the stairs. I was hoping it would be delivered to my door instead of to the lobby.” She handed her backpack to Leonard and grabbed the end of the package and started pulling it up the stairs.
“She’s very strong,” Sheldon said as they watched the end of the package disappear.
“It may only appear that way since we have no conceivable upper body strength,” Leonard pointed out.
They followed the end of the package to Dawn’s apartment where she leaned it against the wall. Sheldon looked around in horror at the messy, disorganized, and slovenly state of the apartment. “Great Caesar’s Ghost, look at this place.”
Dawn cringed. “I think it’s a part of having always lived with someone. And half of them being control freaks who did all the organizing and sorting and made up cleaning charts to keep everything tidy.” She shrugged. “One of them will visit and sort things out soon, I’m sure.”
“We’ll get out of here.”
“I still owe you two dinner,” she said. “Especially after you tried to get this upstairs for me. I work tonight, how about tomorrow?”
“That’ll be great,” Leonard promised.
Sheldon took one last look at the vortex of messiness before leaving.
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Dawn shook her head as she looked around her apartment for the third time. She knew one of her fussy friends would come and clean her apartment and organize everything. She had expected they would do it one weekend when she wasn’t working and would force her to help. Instead they had invaded her place while she was patrolling and in less than twelve hours her apartment was clean, labelled, organized, and straightened. Only six-thirty in the morning and she didn’t have to pick through her mess to enjoy her weekend.
She found a paper on her bed.
Dawn,
Attached is a suggested organization schematic for your closet and dresser. I have also made you a cleaning wheel.
- Dr. Sheldon Cooper
Dawn shook her head. “So it wasn’t Kelli or Deb.”
She cleaned and got dressed before knocking on her neighbor’s door. Leonard opened the door looking tired.
“H-h-hi, Dawn, uh good m-morning,” Leonard said moving out of the way to let her in.
“So you two came into my apartment last night and cleaned?” she asked, keeping her tone even.
“Yes, but only to clean.”
“Really more to organize,” Sheldon corrected, “you’re not actually dirty, per se.”
She laughed. “Fair enough. Now I really do owe you dinner to say thank you.”
Title: The Big Key Theory II
Author: hermione2be
Rating: PG/FR13/K+
Crossover: BtVS/TBBT
Disclaimer: I do not own any of BtVS/Angel or The Big Bang Theory people, places, or ideas. This fiction is done simply for pleasure and I receive no profit.
Summary: Dawn’s continued adventures in her new apartment.
Notes: Direct continuation of Day 12 “The Big Key Theory”
Seasons: Post-Series/Season 1 Ep 1 & 2
Characters: Dawn, Leonard, Sheldon, Raj, Howard
Word Count: 1490
Leonard, Sheldon, and Dawn ate Indian food in the guys’ apartment.
The uncomfortable - for Dawn and Leonard - silence continued until the door opened. Two men walked in.
“Wait till you see this!” the short one with the bowl cut said.
“It’s fantastic,” the Indian man said as he turned towards the couch. “Unbelie-” he ended on a squeak.
“See what?” Leonard asked.
“It’s a Stephen Hawking lecture from MIT in 1974,” the short one said. “It’s before he became a creepy computer voice.”
Leonard gave her a tight smile. “Dawn this is Howard and Raj.”
Howard spun around to look at her.
“Enchante Madamoiselle. Howard Wolowitz, Cal-Tech department of Applied Physics.” He approached and squeezed himself between her and Leonard.
“Howard,” Leonard said in discomfort.
Dawn shifted closer to Sheldon and put her food down. “Um, Howard, it’s nice to meet you, but I need you to move.”
Howard smiled and inched closer.
Dawn grabbed him by the shoulders and tossed him over the coffee table to the empty space between the coffee table and the television. He landed on his butt, clearly surprised. She cringed and picked up her food. She eased away from Sheldon and returned to her original position in the middle seat.
“What was that?” Leonard asked.
“No more than he deserved. And he’s lucky it was me and not one of my family.” She knew half of them would have sought to humiliate him and the other half would have done more than just throw him over a table.
Raj helped Howard to his feet, staring at her with wide eyes.
“How do you all know each other?” Dawn asked.
“We…uh, we all work together. Raj is an astrophysicist. We all work at Cal-Tech.”
Howard and Raj took seats in the two remaining chairs.
Dawn looked at Sheldon who was looking at her with interest as he continued eating.
“You like comic books?” she asked pointing to his Flash shirt.
“Yes,” three of the men answered, Raj nodded enthusiastically.
“Do-do you like comic books?” Leonard asked.
“Some,” she admitted. “I’m not a dedicated reader, mostly I don’t have the time.”
“If you don’t mind my asking,” Howard said, “what do you do?”
“I’m a linguist for the International Watchers Council.”
“She’ll also take it over some day,” Leonard added.
“I’m hoping that day is a long way off,” she admitted.
“You don’t want to take over?”
“It’s more… I’m twenty-four. I’ve lived all over the world. My sister has had a significant role in the IWC since I was nine. It always feels more like I’m taking it over because I’m the youngest and the one who doesn’t have something else to do that’s significant enough.” Hell, even being a Slayer hadn’t stopped the Scoobies from treating her with kid gloves. If it wasn’t for Faith and Andrew she probably wouldn’t have been trained at all. She sighed and pushed the morose thoughts away. Dawn stood suddenly. “I should get my apartment sorted out, I still have stuff in the hall. Dinner, soon, on me.”
88888888
Dawn spent two weeks sorting out her life. She got her apartment arranged and found a good local coffee place. She had scouted a couple of routes for patrol and had registered for classes.
She saw her neighbors periodically. Leonard gave her some wrongly delivered mail every couple of days.
She knocked on 4A.
Leonard opened the door. She could clearly hear Sheldon, Raj, and Howard in his living room.
“Oh, hi Dawn,” he greeted.
“Am I interrupting?”
“No.”
“You’re not swelling, Howard,” Sheldon snapped.
“No, no, look at my fingers,” Howard whined, “they’re like Vienna sausages.”
Leonard stepped into the hall, closing the door.
“Are you just coming home?”
“Opposite actually,” she told him. “I’m headed to work.”
“The freelance security things, right?”
“Yeah. I was wondering if you could help me with something-”
“Yes,” he answered.
“Okay, great. I’m having some furniture delivered tomorrow, and I probably won’t be here…” The door opened behind Leonard to reveal Sheldon, Raj, and Howard. “Hi guys.”
Howard rattled off a phrase in Russian, which loosely translated to “I am blinded by your radiant beauty.”
Though her Russian was a touch rusty, she replied with “If you only see my beauty, you aren’t looking deep enough.”
That seemed to shut Howard up out of surprise.
“Hey Sheldon,” she said. “Hi, Raj.”
Raj looked away from her and gave a little wave.
“Don’t take it personally,” Sheldon said, “it’s his pathology: he can’t talk to women.”
“So, there’s going to be furniture delivered?” Leonard distracted her from his friends.
“Yeah,” she handed him a key. “If I’m not here when it comes, just sign for it and have them put it in my apartment.”
“Yeah, no problem.”
“Thank you,” she waved to them. “I’ll see you guys later.” She hurried down the stairs and out into the night.
88888888
Sheldon cursed Leonard silently as he pushed an extremely heavy package up the stairs. Somehow he had been roped into this by his roommate’s need for coitus with their new neighbor. Not that he didn’t like her. She was honest and had simply moved when he told her she had mistakenly sat in his spot.
“Sheldon?” Dawn’s voice came from the step below him. “What are you doing?”
He turned to her, releasing the heavy package. “We are attempting to get your furniture to your apartment.”
“Oh, no,” she said softly. “They didn’t deliver it to the fourth floor?”
“Leonard signed for it on the first floor.”
She cringed. Dawn was suddenly standing in his space, on the same step with her arms around him.
“Why are you hugging me?” he asked.
She laughed softly. “I’m trying to keep you from being brained by the package,” she told him.
Sheldon turned his head to see the package had slipped back down the stairs. “Oh.”
“I’m going to release it with one hand, think you can untangle and move?”
“Yes,” he did as she asked, moving out of her way. Effortlessly she put her shoulder to it and pushed it up to the third floor landing.
They found Leonard leaning heavily against the wall, breathing hard.
“That last bit seemed easier,” he said between heaving breaths.
Dawn giggled. Leonard stood suddenly and looked at her and Sheldon in surprise.
“I’m really sorry,” she said. “I never meant for you guys to have to carry this up the stairs. I was hoping it would be delivered to my door instead of to the lobby.” She handed her backpack to Leonard and grabbed the end of the package and started pulling it up the stairs.
“She’s very strong,” Sheldon said as they watched the end of the package disappear.
“It may only appear that way since we have no conceivable upper body strength,” Leonard pointed out.
They followed the end of the package to Dawn’s apartment where she leaned it against the wall. Sheldon looked around in horror at the messy, disorganized, and slovenly state of the apartment. “Great Caesar’s Ghost, look at this place.”
Dawn cringed. “I think it’s a part of having always lived with someone. And half of them being control freaks who did all the organizing and sorting and made up cleaning charts to keep everything tidy.” She shrugged. “One of them will visit and sort things out soon, I’m sure.”
“We’ll get out of here.”
“I still owe you two dinner,” she said. “Especially after you tried to get this upstairs for me. I work tonight, how about tomorrow?”
“That’ll be great,” Leonard promised.
Sheldon took one last look at the vortex of messiness before leaving.
88888888
Dawn shook her head as she looked around her apartment for the third time. She knew one of her fussy friends would come and clean her apartment and organize everything. She had expected they would do it one weekend when she wasn’t working and would force her to help. Instead they had invaded her place while she was patrolling and in less than twelve hours her apartment was clean, labelled, organized, and straightened. Only six-thirty in the morning and she didn’t have to pick through her mess to enjoy her weekend.
She found a paper on her bed.
Dawn,
Attached is a suggested organization schematic for your closet and dresser. I have also made you a cleaning wheel.
- Dr. Sheldon Cooper
Dawn shook her head. “So it wasn’t Kelli or Deb.”
She cleaned and got dressed before knocking on her neighbor’s door. Leonard opened the door looking tired.
“H-h-hi, Dawn, uh good m-morning,” Leonard said moving out of the way to let her in.
“So you two came into my apartment last night and cleaned?” she asked, keeping her tone even.
“Yes, but only to clean.”
“Really more to organize,” Sheldon corrected, “you’re not actually dirty, per se.”
She laughed. “Fair enough. Now I really do owe you dinner to say thank you.”