The What Happens in Vegas Complication

What Happens in Vegas

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to The Big Bang Theory nor am I making any money from the writing of this fanfic. Rated M for sexual situations in later chapters. Spoilers for Season 7.

Arthur Note: In this story Sheldon is a bit out of character... but that's the point. Enjoy! Please review!

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"Oh my god."

Penny looked up from the morning paper as Leonard nearly spewed coffee across the small kitchen, startling her. He continued to gape at his cellphone as she pushed herself from the chair and walked behind him to see what the big deal was.

"Oh my god. Is that Sheldon?"

Sheldon's name was across the top of the device indicating he had indeed sent Leonard a text message the night before but the content was a picture of a freshly tattooed calf now covered with a bad ass looking dragon.

"I... I think so?" Leonard continued to gape at the screen with a puzzled look on his face. Surely his eyes were playing tricks on him? Dr. Sheldon Cooper would never, ever get a tattoo. "I'm going to call him."

Penny could only watch as Leonard pressed a few buttons and placed his phone to his ear. After a few rings Sheldon answered with a deep yawn; running a hand over his tired eyes.

"Hello?"

"Hey buddy. It's Leonard."

Sheldon covered his face, blocking the morning light in the small room. "Hey Leonard. How are you?"

"Good. Good... I just got your text message."

"Yeah? Pretty cool huh? It's a legendary dragon from Skyrim."

Leonard gave Penny a look that assured her it was in fact Sheldon's tattoo covered calf. The blonde's eyes went wide at the thought. Sheldon really was trying all sorts of new things on his trip.

"Yeah it looks great. I can't believe you got a tattoo."

He let his arm fall from his eyes and pushed himself up, turning his back to the window. The clock read 8:45am. "I know. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be though. V says you get "addicted to ink" after the first one but I don't think I'll be getting another one anytime soon." He wasn't fond of idle time and the tattoo process was a lot of sitting around. He told his friend as much.

Leonard was at a loss for words. His friend and roommate had changed a lot in the past few months. "Who's V?" He finally asked, curiosity getting the best of him. "V? My roommate. We met in our culinary class."

He had mentioned her before but not in great detail. He didn't need a million questions thrown at him or Amy knowing his roommate was of the opposite gender. What happened in Vegas stayed in Vegas.

"Oh, well that's awesome. I'm glad things are going so well for you buddy. I better get ready for work but text me later alright?"