"Thank you for watching Fun With Flags, episode 239. I'm Dr Sheldon Cooper…"

"And I am Dr Amy Farrah Fowler…"

"See you tomorrow, when we will be talking about…"

"Okay guys, I'm off now." Leonard strolled past the video camera.

"CUT!" Sheldon leapt to his feet and switched off the camera. "Leonard, need I remind you not to walk in the path of my video camera, between the hours of 6 and 7pm each day?"

Leonard rolled his eyes. "Sorry Sheldon, I forgot." He replied, picking his keys out of the bowl, and reaching for the door handle.

Sheldon rolled his eyes, exasperated.

"Not to worry, we can always film a teaser." Amy suggested.

"What do you mean?"

"A teaser shot. We simply show an image of the next flag we will be focusing on." Amy answered.

Sheldon considered this for a second. "That's brilliant, Amy!" He concluded. He hastily held up the flag of Russia, as Amy recorded it for a few seconds, then pressed stop.

"An excellent idea of yours, Amy." Sheldon smiled. "Now, as tonight is our Date Night from 8am, what do you propose we do?"

"I would quite like to stay at the apartment and eat." Amy answered, "Perhaps watch a romantic movie."

"Oh Amy, you know I have no desire to watch romantic movies. They are filled with…"

"Sheldon! Do you recall my telling you that as girlfriend and boyfriend, we must both give and take?"

"Of course I recall. I have an eidetic memory…" Sheldon started, then Amy raised her eyebrows.

"Fine." Sheldon's shoulders slumped. He followed Amy out of the apartment, grabbing his keys as they left. "But I choose the take out!"

"Agreed." Said Amy.

It wasn't long before Sheldon and Amy returned to the apartment with a rented DVD and a take away pizza.

"…Of course by then I was 15 and had left college..."

"Fascinating, Sheldon. Please can we just avert the conversation away from science and work while we are on our Date Night?" Amy pleaded.

"But I thought you loved science!" Sheldon argued.

"I do, but it is in my human nature to want romantic conversation with my boyfriend on our Date Night."

"Very well…You start." Sheldon said.

"Okay. You are the most handsome and intelligent man I have ever met." Amy gushed.

"Why thank you Amy. But I thought we were having a romantic conversation, not merely stating facts?"

Amy rolled her eyes. "That was romantic."

"Oh…Well then, you are also the handsome and intelligent woman that I have ever met." Sheldon returned.

"It's not correct to call a female 'handsome', Sheldon." Amy giggled to herself.

"Well then…You are…Very pretty." Sheldon swallowed.

Amy knew she would get no better out of him, so she took it.

"Now, enough of this idle chit chat, let's eat dinner." Sheldon announced.

Amy and Sheldon began to put their slices of pizza onto plates in the kitchen. Amy took a bottle out of a plastic bag she was carrying, and poured the dark red contents into wine glasses that obviously belonged to Leonard.

"Amy! Is that alcohol?"

Amy decided not to admit it. "No, it's sparkling grape juice. I just thought that wine glasses were more formal for the occasion."

"What are we celebrating?" Sheldon asked, "And for the record, there won't be any glass-clinking or celebratory gunfire, regardless of the occasion."

"Sheldon, will you just relax? It is a date night, and it is customary for a couple to drink wine on their date nights. But as you are obviously against alcohol, we will have to make do with this."

"Alright." Sheldon agreed, as Amy slipped the DVD into the player.

The two of them sat on the couch and began to eat as the opening credits appeared on screen.

"Grease? Dear lord, what fresh hell is this?" Sheldon muttered.

Amy shushed him.

The Date Night got better as the night went on; Sheldon had consumed 3 glasses of 'Sparkling Grape Juice' and was now enjoying the movie. They had finished the pizza quite early on, and were now drinking and laughing along with the DVD.

As the last song indicated the end of the film, Amy switched the player and TV monitor off.

"Well that was a riveting movie, very inspiring. Also, I think this grape juice may have contained alcohol." Sheldon giggled.

"That is because it did, Sheldon." Amy admitted, "But don't you feel better for it?"

Sheldon was silent for a moment, then he turned to Amy. "As a matter of fact, I do. I enjoy my intelligence, but I also enjoy whatever alcohol this was. It's brought out my fun, whimsical side. I couldn't have done it without you."

"Actually Sheldon, you could…" Amy frowned.

"True, but I never saw a need for it except in emergencies, such as my stage fright and Howard's bachelor party. Now…I FEEL ALIVE AGAIN!" He grabbed Amy's face in his hands and pulled her towards him, giving her a quick kiss on the lips.

Amy looked shocked when Sheldon let go, and stared at him, heart beating. He stared back at her, surprised himself, but also kind of…Lovingly.

"Sheldon…What are you…?" Amy stammered.

"Ignoring my brilliant mind and following my urges, it would seem." Sheldon blinked.

"So, given your intoxicated state, you are, in fact, fully aware of this?"

"Yes."

"And the fact your lips were just touching those of another human being doesn't bother you?"

Sheldon blinked again, frowning slightly. "No." He concluded.

"I see…You do of course realise, that this was what I have wanted for almost the entirety of our relationship? For you to initiate physical contact?"

Sheldon swallowed. "I do."

"Final question…How do you feel about it?" Amy looked him in the eyes.

Sheldon didn't answer; He merely swallowed again, breathing nervously.

He slowly moved forward, arms outstretched. Amy's heart started beating faster as she hugged Sheldon back. He leaned in to kiss her properly.

"Does that answer your question?" He asked, quietly.

The two of them looked at each other a little longer, then Amy got to her feet, flustered. Sheldon stood up too. "This may be the alcohol talking…But is it not protocol to ask you to accompany me to the bedroom?"

Amy's eyes widened, she was speechless. She started grinning awkwardly, giggling like a schoolgirl as Sheldon took her hand…