(AN: So far, my other stories aren't engaging enough: I know I should be working on Which Witch is Which?, but I've been wrestling with something.)

(My story A Second Chance was based on an idea entirely of my own, before I got into The Big Bang Theory. However, I looked back on it, having now gotten deeply into said TV show, and find that there's a lot that's similar: I assure you, it wasn't intentional. But then, while examining it, I saw that a cross-over between The Big Bang Theory and Wicked could just work. So here's the exploration of that idea, hope you enjoy it.)

Recently, in an apartment deep, deep in Southern California...

Morning in the apartment, Sheldon Cooper was on his way to his laptop computer for a quick early morning chat with his unofficial female-friend Amy. As per the normal protocol, he had the first dibs on the shower, which meant that his short, bespectacled comrade Leonard Hofstadter was busy cleansing himself.

As Sheldon was waiting for his laptop to power up, he heard a loud scream coming from the room across the hall. The room over there belonged to their neighbor Penny, who was currently in a relationship with Leonard. A vein twitched in Sheldon's long neck as his auditory senses were unnerved by the sound. However, that annoying gentlemanly streak, born of his youth in the heart of East Texas, could not let him sit by while there was a damsel in distress: or maybe it was a sense of chivalry, brought on by his immersion in high fantasy.

At last, Sheldon conceded: he left the apartment's living room and walked over to the bathroom door. As per his routine, he knocked three times upon the door, three knocks each, while addressing his room-mate by name.

Knock knock knock. "Leonard". Knock knock knock. "Leonard". Knock knock knock. "Leonard".

"What is it, Sheldon?" a frustrated voice called out from the other side of the bathroom door.

"There seems to be something wrong with our neighbor, Penny," Sheldon stated very formally.

"I'm kind of in the shower right now," Leonard replied. "Why can't you do something about it?"

"Three reasons," Sheldon replied. "First, you are her boyfriend. I believe the social rules of relationships dictate that the male respond to any incidents wherein his mate might be in danger or injured. Secondly, I'm already disrupting my morning routine just by delivering this to you, and I do not wish to disrupt it any further."

"I know I'm going to regret it," Leonard asked. "But what's the third reason?"

"The third reason is I just don't want to," Sheldon plainly stated.

"Look, you're just going to have to go over there and see what's wrong yourself." Leonard replied.

"But I don't want to!" Sheldon insisted.

"I'm in the shower," Leonard retorted.

"But I heard a scream," Sheldon began. A few moments later and Leonard appeared, his short hair dripping wet, glasses back on his face and clad in his red bath-robe.

"I assumed it would be urgent," Sheldon concluded.

"Well, why didn't you say so before?" Leonard asked.

"I did say so before."

"Look, will you stop quoting Star Wars and come with me?" Leonard took off toward the door at the far end of the apartment with Sheldon in tow.

Out the door they went and across the apartment floor, past the elevator which hadn't been fixed in a long while, they now stood before the door of their neighbor Penny's apartment. Since he was the first one to the door, Leonard knocked.

"Penny, are you alright in there?" he asked.

There was silence on the other end, followed by some stumbling about and a yelp of either surprise or pain.

"What do you think's wrong?" Leonard asked, forgetting momentarily in whose presence he was now standing.

"I would venture to suggest," Sheldon began. "That her severely lacking organizational skills have finally caught up to her."

Leonard sighed, mentally slapping himself on the forehead for asking such a question.

"What was that for?" Sheldon asked, noting his comrade's sigh. "I was merely stating the most logical conclusion, based on our previous expeditions into that messy jungle she calls a room."

"Never mind," Leonard rolled his eyes, then turned to the door as it was sliding open.

To the surprise of both of the geniuses, the person standing in the door-way was not Penny. Instead, there stood a short woman with curly blond hair, eyes as blue as Sheldon's Superman T-shirt, and a rather generous bosom: she looked more like Howard Wolowitz's fiance Bernadette. To make things even more awkward, she had a bath-towel wrapped around her person.

"Uh, who are you?" Leonard asked. "Where's Penny?"

"Who?" the blond asked. Her voice was wholly different from that of Penny or Bernadette: far too bubbly and youthful.

"This is Penny's apartment," Leonard replied. "She lives here, she's my..."

"She and Leonard," Sheldon interjected. "Are engaged in a relationship. Surprising, considering his general lack of appealing factors or scientific achievement."

"Thanks a lot, Sheldon," Leonard stated sarcastically.

"You're welcome," Sheldon replied cluelessly.

"Aww, I think you're cute," the blond said to Leonard with a tiny bit of a smile. "But wait, who are you again?"

"I'm Leonard," he replied. "I live across the hall. Who are you?"

"Galinda Upland," the blond replied. "And that's Ga-linda, with a 'gah'."

(AN: Cue the Barenaked Ladies theme-song!)

(Since this is my first work based on The Big Bang Theory, feedback is welcomed. Are my depictions in character? Any other thoughts about what might happen? Reviews are helpful: they let me know who's reading my story, and if you suggest some good ideas, I just might find a place for them in the story. You never know :)

(Lastly, there will be references to other media, as typical in TBBT [you can clearly see that I've got at least two Star Wars references in here], so please don't sue me George Lucas [or any others whose media I will respectively quote/borrow from].)