So, eight years ago today, Sheldon met Amy for the first time.

Now, they are married and I am still not over it.

Here, have a story. It's a one shot and has nothing to do with the previous chapters. I'm just lazy.

Sheldon was just taking out the laundry from the washing machine and thinking about some equations in his head when a female voice interrupted his thought.

"Hey, Cuddles."

He turned around to see Amy stood by the door of the laundry room. He shook his head upon hearing Amy calling him with his secretly favorite nickname. He always pretended he despised the name but Amy knew him too well and could see that he actually liked it.

"Hello, Amy. How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that?" he said wishing Amy would never stop calling him that.

"Not enough," she said entering the room.

Sheldon tried his best to give her a derision look without much success because Amy could see a little smile formed on his face. "What are you doing here? I thought you were working on your report?" he said finally giving in and gave her a full sincere smile.

"I finished it a while ago. I was bored so I decided to visit my husband and see how he is doing," she said giggling. They had been married for a while but calling Sheldon her husband still gave her goosebumps and made her all giggly like a teenager.

"Well, your husband is doing very well. Thank you," he replied emphasizing the word husband. On the second thought, Amy calling her husband might be his next favorite thing. Or any other affectionate nicknames that came from Amy's thin beckoning lips.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" she asked.

"No. I was just about to put these in the dryer," he said as he did so. "But, maybe you can help with the folding later?"

"Sure." Amy waited patiently while Sheldon put the clothes on the dryer. "Now what?" she asked.

"Now, we wait," he replied. "That's why I always bring something, like comic, iPad, or my notepad with me every time I do the laundry. Oh, and my cellphone," he said as he sat on the only chair in the room and then started reading his comic.

Amy stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. She came to the laundry room because she was bored. There was no interesting program on the television and she just could not focus on reading a book. She thought she could have a little chat with Sheldon while he did the laundry but he already engrossed in his comic book and Amy knew that it would be hard to get his attention. She considered going back to their apartment. Maybe she could play some songs on her harp.

"Would you please stop?" Sheldon suddenly said.

"Excuse me?" Amy said in surprised.

"You've been walking back and forth in front of me and it's very distracting."

Amy realized she had unconsciously wandered around the room. "Oh. I was just thinking what I should do now. I'm bored and I don't really want to go back upstairs but you seem… busy," Amy said.

"What do you usually do when I'm doing the laundry?"

"Watching tv, reading books, or talking with Penny."

"So, why aren't you?"

"Penny is having a date night with Leonard and I'm feeling a little lonely all by myself in the apartment so I came here but apparently I'm just being ignored," Amy said pouting her lips hoping Sheldon would feel a little pity for her.

It worked.

Sheldon sighed and closed his comic. "Fine. What do you want to do? Do you want to talk? Oh, oh, we can talk about this interesting paper I read."

"Or, we could make out." Amy was not in the mood to hear his lecture so she said the first thing that came to her mind. She knew the chances of Sheldon agreed to it are slim to none so she prepared herself to some scolding from him. She might have to listen to his lectures after all.

"Fine," he simply said.

His reply surprised her. "W-what?"

"I said fine. Amy, are you okay? You've been acted a little weird tonight," he asked in concern.

"I'm just surprised."


"I didn't think you would agree."

"Why wouldn't I? Honestly, Amy, if you want to make out, you can just tell me in the first place. You know I'm still learning to read social cue," he said as he stood from his seat.

"I-I can?" she stammered.

"Yes. You're my wife," he said.

Sheldon said it in a manner as if it was the most natural thing in the world. It was. Unless you were married to Sheldon Cooper, Amy thought.

"What are you doing?" she asked as Sheldon closed the door of the laundry room.

"Closing the door of course. We don't need any audience. Besides, it's pretty late and it's Saturday night, no one's going to do their laundry at this time."

Amy saw the logic in his statement but it still surprised her when she saw him locking the door. "I didn't know you still have the key of this room."

"Well, in case you missed it, I never gave the key to Leonard after I transfer the position of the president of the tenants' association to him and he never asked. He thinks that the laundry room should open all the time. Can you believe that malarkey? And he thought he should be the president of the tenants' association," he scoffed.

Amy rolled her eyes. "So, did you use it to lock the door?"

"Of course not. I'm just keeping it for him until someone else is smart enough to take his position. Really, Amy, you know I adhere the rules. And although I don't think he's not capable of the job, I respect his position."

"I'm sorry. I'm not accusing you. I'm just surprised you still have the key and that you bring it here."

"Well, we never know when it comes handy," Sheldon said raising his eyebrows.

Amy, quick to catch his innuendo, climbed to sit on the table in the middle of the room. "I love your preparedness, Doctor Cooper," she said seductively.

"Oh, I have other things on my sleeve that I'm sure you would love as well," he said huskily as he walked towards her.

Penny walked down the stairs feeling not so great. The restaurant was beautiful and they were placed in the perfect seats but the service, not so much. Their orders were messed up and they had to wait pretty long for their food. Worse, one of the waiters spilled her glass of wine on her dress. She looked forward to a romantic evening with her husband after a romantic dinner. Yet, here she was, feeling grumpy and had to quickly wash the dress to get rid of the wine stain.

As she reached the basement, she saw the door of the laundry room was closed. When she tried to open it, she found out that it was locked.

Penny groaned in frustration. She stormed off upstairs. She did not need all of that. She decided that she did not care about the dress. She just wanted to go back to her apartment, have a couple glasses of wine while snuggling with her husband. Leonard always knew how to make her feel better anyway.

Not once did she feel any suspicion as to why the door of the laundry room was locked.

If only Penny waited for another five minutes, she would find disheveled looking Sheldon and Amy sneaked out of the laundry room.

And if only Penny took a little longer to free her dress that got stuck at the door handle of her apartment, she would see a tall lanky man and a bespectacled brunette woman hurriedly entered 4B with lust in their eyes.

That's all folks.

Thank you for reading. Be kind to one another.