A/N Okay this is my first TBBT fic ever and I'm so scared to put this up here. I hope I did the characters justice and it's just a short little thing, but I hope you all like it! Please be nice :)


"Penny, do you know when fireworks were invented?" said the tall, lanky physicist laying next to her on the blanket she had set up on the roof.

The fact that he was laying on the roof, albeit on a blanket, was a task only she herself had the ability to do.

"Penny, do you have any idea how many germs could just be crawling around up here?" He had complained after she had patted the spot next to her for him to sit.

She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Sheldon, you'll be on a blanket. In fact, I just washed this one this morning so you'll be perfectly fine."

"Penny- Eep!"

She had grabbed his arm and yanked and within moments he was sitting next to her.

"I would appreciate it if you did not try to inflict any harm upon my person." He glared at her, but didn't make a move to stand back up.

"Oh, come on, that didn't hurt and look you're sitting down."

"Not by choice." He crossed his arms and grumbled.

"Shut up, Sheldon. You know that you can see the fireworks better from here, especially if you're laying down."

"Laying down? I think not, it's bad enough I'm sitting-" and once again Penny used her strength and he was laying down next to her and this time he didn't complain.

After awhile of just laying there Sheldon just had to ask if she knew anything about the origin of fireworks. But this was Sheldon and she had come prepared.

So with a smile she responded. "Well, now that you mention in I do know when fireworks were invented."

Out of the corner of her eye she saw him lean up on his elbow and look down at her with a curious look. "You do?"

"Yep." She said popping the 'p'. "They were invented by the Chinese, I think in theā€¦10th century. Yea, that's it." She looked over at him with a smug smile. She had done her research before hand.

He smirked at her and laid back down. "Very good, Penny."

It was silent once more, both if them enjoying the few stars they could see through the bright lights of the city.

"So what's Leonard doing? I'd thought he would like to join us."

"He's down in our apartment doing whatever he does when I'm not around."

"So, he'd rather sit in your guys apartment by himself and not come up here and watch some fireworks with us?" She asked, not quite believing it.

"Oh, he would probably have joined us, especially knowing you would be up here as well."

She looked at him, confused. "Then why-"

He cut her off. "Simple. I did not tell him where I was going."


"Because then he would have joined us and quite frankly I do not wish to hear him stutter his way through trying to impress you." His hand brushed hers and to her surprise he didn't yank it away.

"Is that the only reason?"

This time he grabbed her hand and looked at her with his intense blue eyes. "I also didn't want him with us is because I want to be with just you."

"Sheldon." She looked at their intertwined hands. "Are you actually touching me?"

"Do you-do you want me to let go?" He sounded so unsure of himself and he never sounded like that.

"No! Of course not!" She squeezed his hand and smiled.

They laid there staring at each other. Blue eyes meeting green. And when the fireworks started they didn't even look up to watch them. They only had to look into each others eyes to see them reflected there.

"Beautiful," said Sheldon softly and closed the gap between them and kissed her.

Happy 4th of July everyone! :)