Chapter 244: Flattering Sheldon
Ron didn't believe Sheldon's words at all. Although Leonard deserved to be treated well, if Sheldon was being this reasonable, he wouldn't be Sheldon.
Ron walked to the kitchen with his plate. While eating, he watched Sheldon start cooking again with a bizarre expression. He even drew the face of some unidentifiable character on the pancake.
Insane, absolutely insane. Ron felt like the world had gone mad. Such a considerate person couldn't possibly be his brother!
Ron stuffed the last bite into his mouth, and Sheldon also completed his preparation, plating the food again. He eyed Ron warily and walked into Leonard's bedroom carrying the tray. Ron wiped his mouth and followed.
He wanted to see what game Sheldon was playing this time.
Sure enough, Sheldon's behavior became increasingly bizarre, just as Ron expected.
Sheldon approached Leonard's bed, set the breakfast tray aside, and then pulled out a wooden flute. A gentle melody floated from the instrument, filling the entire room.
Leonard slowly awakened with a comfortable smile, meeting Sheldon's gaze.
"Good morning, my dear friend~" Ron couldn't believe it—he actually detected a hint of brownnosing in Sheldon's voice. Ron was baffled. Had Sheldon really developed feelings for Leonard?
Of course, Ron wasn't the only one confused. Leonard, who had just woken up, was equally bewildered: "What are you doing, Sheldon?"
"I made breakfast for you—juice, coffee, and some pancakes. On top is your favorite character, Frodo~"
Well, Ron finally identified the strange figure on the pancake.
"You actually made Frodo pancakes?"
"Of course. I used coconut flakes for the leg hair. If you need to use the restroom before eating, I'll use this beret to keep everything warm for you. Don't worry, I've sanitized it and it's just the right size to cover the pancakes."
Sheldon pulled out a beret and placed it over the pancake as a demonstration. Ron's eye twitched: "That looks like my beret."
"Hey! You borrowed Batman's costume. When you returned it yesterday, there was a bullet hole in the cape, but I didn't give you grief about it." Sheldon turned around and snapped at Ron.
Ron shrugged. What could he do? When he was escaping from the bank yesterday, the cops had spotted him and opened fire. Although none of the bullets hit him, the cape was so large that getting it shot was inevitable.
Leonard asked suspiciously, "What's your angle here?"
Sheldon immediately put on an innocent smile: "I apologize for my recent behavior. After considerable reflection, I've come to realize that friendship can't be maintained through a bunch of written contracts, but requires mutual respect and understanding between two people."
Sheldon picked up a pancake with tongs and offered it to Leonard's mouth: "Would you like to try a buttermilk pancake?"
"Thanks," Leonard took it, tasted it, and was pleasantly surprised: "It's actually good."
Sheldon immediately added: "It contains my complete respect and gratitude, plus of course a stick of butter. After you finish breakfast, I thought we could watch the director's commentary version of Babylon 5 together today."
"Don't you hate Babylon 5?"
"Absolutely—it has neither decent science fiction nor compelling plot. It's completely terrible, but you enjoy it, my old buddy, and we're friends."
"Oh my God, aliens definitely abducted my brother." Ron cringed at this shameless flattery.
"Okay, sounds great~" Leonard sipped his coffee contentedly: "But I'm still not taking you to Switzerland."
"Damn it!" Sheldon's expression immediately soured, and he snatched the plate that had been in front of Leonard: "Then you don't get to eat the breakfast I made."
"Sweet Jesus~" Ron made an exaggerated sign of the cross: "The aliens finally returned my brother. Seriously, Leonard, how did you make my brother so servile? Tell me—I need to learn your methods."
"It's nothing special. He just keeps badgering me to take him to Switzerland. I mentioned it when we were having dinner the other night. Remember? I have clearance to bring visitors to see the particle accelerator."
Leonard stretched in bed and said wearily: "He practically argued with me all day yesterday about this. If you have any ideas how to control Sheldon, I could really use the help."
"That's not my problem," Ron sat down on Leonard's bed and shared half of his bacon pancake: "But I don't understand why you won't take him when you know how persistent he gets. You know that if you don't agree, he'll never stop pestering you."
"Ron, that day happens to be Valentine's Day!" Leonard was nearly driven crazy by Sheldon's harassment: "This is the first Valentine's Day that Penny and I will spend together. Picture it—is there anything more romantic than being in the Swiss Alps, looking at the snow-covered peaks and... you know?"
Hearing that Ron was starting to advocate for him, Sheldon quietly peeked his head around the door frame. Ron saw his pathetic expression and couldn't help chuckling.
"But I don't see any inherent conflict between those two things~" Ron spread his hands: "This isn't rocket science—why don't you just bring both of them?"
Leonard protested: "But there are only two visitor passes for the Swiss facility, and there are three of us!"
"Sometimes I seriously question your IQ—whether you're actually as smart as people think. This is obviously a simple problem to solve, but you've overcomplicated it~"
Leonard asked eagerly: "Do you have a solution?"
Ron stood up, his gaze catching Sheldon lurking outside the doorway eavesdropping. Sheldon quickly ducked back like a startled rabbit.
"Too bad I haven't finished breakfast yet, otherwise I'd definitely help you figure out a win-win solution. Such a shame~" Ron said with mock helplessness as he headed toward the door.
Sheldon rushed in and brought the breakfast originally intended for Leonard: "Here's breakfast! If it's not enough, I can make more. As long as you can find a way to get me into that facility, I'll do anything!"
"Really?"
Ron smiled deviously. Sheldon had a bad feeling, but to support his dream of visiting the particle accelerator, he gritted his teeth: "Absolutely. As long as you can get me access, I'll even make a deal with you right now and do whatever you ask."
Ron shrugged: "That's unnecessary. I have complete faith in your obsessive-compulsive tendencies~"
"So, can you tell me the solution?"
"Of course, it's..."
(End of this chapter)
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