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Challenge: Comfort
Title: Many Worlds
Author: godsdaisiechain
Fandom: Big Bang Theory, Sense and Sensibility, Jurisfiction (Japser Fforde), Great Expectations, Sim City, Dr. Who
Type: Fic
Characters/Pairing: Leonard/Amy, Raj/Marianne Dashwood, Thursday Next, Miss Havisham, Howard, Sheldon, Penny
Word Count: ~450
Rating: G
Summary: Howard finds a Tardis and loses Raj.  Meanwhile, Leonard and Penny have had yet another fight and wake up in separate heterosexual bedrooms.



First World
“Leonard, I’m sorry I made you fall in love with me.  I just can’t control the pelvis.”

Leonard started and dropped his bowl of cereal.  He hated it when Sheldon left the chat window open on the computer like this. “Like Elvis,” he muttered, going to the kitchen for the paper towels before Sheldon started a ‘milk drill.’

Amy was confused. “Elvis who?”

Leonard moved back to the couch.  Had any milk gotten on Sheldon’s Spot? “Elvi… you know, never mind.  I am sorry, too, Amy.  It won’t happen again.”  Where had Sheldon gotten to anyway?  He kept babbling about Tardises and scarves.

“That’s very noble of you Leonard.  To be caught in the throes of passion and yet to give up you hopeless love for the sake of a friend.”

Good the Spot was clean. “That’s a huge comfort Amy.”

Second World
Marianne Dashwood stood behind Norwood Hall, alternately smoking a contraband cigarette and shagging a dark-skinned man who could not speak unless he smelled of claret. “Is love a fancy or a feeling?”  she wondered.  The man’s clothes were oddly jarring.

“Everything is honky donky,” said Rajesh Koothrapali. A lovely woman in a sheer dress was kissing him passionately and quoting him poetry.  What point was there in arguing?

Third world
Thursday Next exchanged a glance with Miss Havisham.  Screenplays were not supposed to get mixed up with Classics in the Great Library.  Who on earth was Marianne Dashwood shagging?  And why was he wearing an argyle sweater vest, paisley shirt and striped pants?

“At least he doesn’t smoke,” said Miss Havisham.

“That is only a small comfort,” said Thursday, feeling a sudden craving for Battenburg.

Fourth World
Howard groaned.  How the Tardis had found its way to “Sheldonopolis” was a mystery.  Sim Cities were not real, were they?  And now Sheldon was stuck in “Shelmart” waiting on line to pay for a cardigan.

“Just take the sweater,” a clerk was begging him.  “You are our creator, our god.”

“You don’t make a profit by taking product off the shelves willy-nilly,” said Sheldon.

Howard groaned again. Bernadette was going to kill him if he got lost in animation again.

Fifth World
Penny sat alone in her apartment, flipping through her mail.  She looked at the little cellophane windows:

“Penny”
2311 Los Robles, Apt. 4B
Pasadena California.

It was a bummer not having a last name, and a dad with two first names. It was also a bummer when all your friends were smart, educated and successful, and you were a waitress. No wonder she held back with Leonard.  She was such a dumb loser. Maybe she should buy some more shoes.  That always made her feel better.

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