Sadly, I don't own The Big Bang Theory
Penny drove like a madman as she swerved through traffic, nearly hitting the Lexus in front of her as she slammed the brakes.
"Goddammit!" She yelled and checked the time. She was already late for her first movie shoot. After suffering for four years waiting for a call-back after two failed shows and a handful of commercials she finally got a break and here she was, nearly an hour late because she overslept.
Penny scoffed, she would probably get fired on her first day. She drove into the lot and parked in an empty spot as she darted toward the studio. Penny pushed open the door and saw that it was empty.
"Maybe it's been postponed." She thought aloud and walked further inside, her heel breaking on her right shoe.
"Great, can this day get any worse?" Penny mumbled, picking up the heel and walking over to the make-shift stage. She started hitting the shoe against it to get the heel to stick when the beam above her started to creak.
"Come on, stick damnit." Penny said, smacking it once more with all her strength and the heel stuck. She grinned putting the shoe back on then her world went black.
Penny's eyes fluttered open and saw that she was in a white area, with what looked like clouds swirling around her legs.
"Must be a new fog machine." She mused and walked forward when she spotted a large golden gate in the distance. Penny picked up her pace when she noticed an older man in a long white robe standing in front of it.
"Ah, Ms. Penelope Price, I've been expecting you."
She looked at him puzzled. "Is this the right studio?"
The man smiled, his wrinkles becoming more pronounced. "I'm afraid not. This is Heaven, the final stage in the play that is your life."
Her eyes widened. "So you're-"
"Correct, the one and only St. Peter. Now let's check your record." He replied, flipping open his book. "Peters...Pierce... Aha Price."
Penny watched as his eyes skimmed the page. "Tsk tsk, you've had quite a life since you were fourteen. Every teenager gets a little wild, it's understandable, especially with the death of a parent. By the way your mother is here in Heaven."
She smiled; her mother was a kind soul. "I'm happy to hear that. Not Uncle Floyd too?"
The saint shook his head. "Afraid not, he's down below. Now from fourteen until now you have lived your life how you wanted, you did what you wanted and said whatever you wanted even at the expense of others. Even to propel yourself to instant stardom. These choices led to your fate being rewritten resulting in that beam ending your life. Had you lived virtuously as written originally, you would have lived well into your eighties."
Penny looked down at her feet. "Could you blame me? What person doesn't wish for fortune and fame?"
He shook his head. "There is much more to life than that. For instance let's bring your boyfriend Kurt into picture. The only reason you stayed with him for two years was because of his connections to the entertainment industry, am I correct?"
"Well, no-"
"Penelope don't lie to yourself. If it weren't for that you would have ended the relationship a long time ago. He truly loves you but you never had a shred of emotion for him, nor for anyone outside your family."
She looked at him. "It doesn't matter now does it? I'm dead at twenty-one so I might as well go through those gates."
"I'm afraid I cannot allow that. If you wish to join your mother you must redeem yourself in the eyes of the Lord." Peter replied, closing his book.
"How?"
"You must serve the Lord for four years by visiting Earth and helping his people either through difficulty, pain, suffering or normal dilemmas. Depending on your results you will then be given a choice to return to Earth. You might then be given a second chance because of your early death or just accept it by being welcomed to Heaven."
"Alright but I'm dead. How does that work?" Penny asked curiously.
"Don't worry about the details. Now there are rules you must follow."
"I'm not liking this already." She said, looking up at the clouds above.
"I know; you never cared for rules. You must not reveal who you are under any circumstance and refrain from sin, although that might be difficult for you. Once you have finished an errand you will then be sent immediately to another."
"What if I refuse?" Penny asked, crossing her arms.
"Then you'll join your Uncle Floyd. I assume you don't want that?"
Penny nodded, she didn't have a choice and this was the best option. "Alright, when do I start?"
He snapped his fingers. "Immediately."
Four years later...
Penny stood in front of the gates, she was nearly two months away from her freedom. Within the first two years she had earned her wings and was promoted to guardian angel. She enjoyed it and felt accomplished for the first time in her life but nothing still beat acting.
"Are you ready for your final assignment?" Peter asked as she walked up to him.
"As ready as I'll ever be."
"Excellent. Your final task is Sheldon Cooper. He's been an outsider since he was a child and was bullied often. Now at thirty he has never trusted nor experienced the joy of having a real friend. He is also an atheist so you must prepare him to at least embrace the possibility of the existence of God."
"Doesn't seem too difficult." She replied happily, clasping her hands together.
"Hold onto that thought."
Penny glared at him and spread her majestic wings, plummeting down toward the Earth.
"Honestly Leonard, thanks to your new found independence I'm forced to conduct interviews again." The tall physicist droned, earning a look from the shorter one.
"Sheldon, let it go. I had no choice; you don't get along with Leslie. When the transvestite moved out a week ago I jumped at the chance." He replied, walking up to the fourth floor.
Leonard walked to 4B and put his key in the lock. "If you'll excuse me, I need to get ready for my date tonight."
Sheldon watched him go inside and glared at him before slamming his door shut.
Penny stood in front of the building; she walked inside and looked at the 'out of order' sign on the elevator. She sighed and proceeded up the stairs to the fourth floor when a document emerged in her hand. Penny looked at it; it was a flyer for a new roommate, with a sentence in bold lettering: 'Whistlers need not apply.'
"Seriously?" She said to herself, raising an eyebrow.
Penny walked up to 4A and knocked on the door twice, adjusting her purse. The door opened and she stared at the tall man from top to bottom; he was dressed in a green Green Lantern shirt and khakis. Definitely in need of a makeover.
"How may I help you?" He asked looking at her.
"Hi, I'm Penny and I'm here about the room." She replied, holding up the flyer.
His expression darkened. "And I'm Dr. Sheldon Cooper. I was hoping for a male but since you've already made the journey and no one else has expressed interest in a week, please come in. We can get started with the interview."
Penny stared at him as he held the door open for her. "An interview?"
"Of course, it's very thorough and daunting."
"Oh yay." She said sarcastically, as she walked past him. Sheldon smiled slightly and she rolled her eyes; doesn't have a grasp on sarcasm either. What a surprise.
"I've devised a questionnaire for potential roommates. Answer these questions to the best of your ability, you have fifteen minutes." Sheldon said, handing her a few pages stapled together along with a pen.
Her eyes widened as she flipped through the pages, it was like a university exam. Was this guy for real or what?
"I understand you are intimidated but there is no pressure whatsoever. Depending on how you answer is entirely dependent on roommate hood. You may begin right now." He said, checking his wristwatch.
Penny flipped back to the front page, pen poised in her hand. She read the first question; 'what is the sixth noble gas?'
'You've got to be kidding me. I'm not a scientist, I'm an actress.' She thought as a word instantly popped into her head: 'Radon'.
Penny grinned, circling the answer and looked up from the page at him, he was studying her intensely. Oh yeah, this was going to be a cinch.
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