The university cafeteria. The guys except Y/N who looked slightly dishevelled were in a heated debate as Y/N was too busy trying to eat while staring at his notebook.
Sheldon: Your argument is lacking in all scientific merit. It is well established Superman cleans his uniform by flying into Earth's yellow sun, which incinerates any contaminate matter and leaves the invulnerable Kryptonian fabric unharmed and daisy fresh.
Howard: What if he gets something Kryptonian on it?
Sheldon: Like what?
Howard: I don't know. Kryptonian mustard.
Sheldon: I think we can safely assume that all Kryptonian condiments were destroyed when the planet Krypton exploded.
Raj: Or it turned into mustard Kryptonite, the only way to destroy a rogue Kryptonian hotdog threatening Earth.
Leonard: Raj, please, let's stay serious here. Superman's body is Kryptonian, therefore his sweat is Kryptonian.
Howard: Yeah, what about Kryptonian pit stains?
Sheldon: Superman doesn't sweat on Earth.
Howard: Okay, he's invited for dinner in the Bottle City of Kandor. He miniaturizes himself, enters the city where he loses his superpowers. Now, before dinner, his host says, "who's up for a little Kryptonian tetherball?" Superman says "sure," works up a sweat, comes back to Earth, his uniform now stained with indestructible Kryptonian perspiration.
Raj: Booya.
Sheldon: Superman would have taken his uniform to a Kandorian dry cleaner before he left the Bottle.
Raj: "Kandorian dry cl..." I give up, you can't have a rational argument with this man. Y/N, care to way in?
Y/N: Yeah, I don't care.
He said still looking at his notebook.
Howard: Hey, isn't that the guy who won the MacArthur genius grant last year? (All of the guys except Y/N turn and look.) No, not all at once.
Raj: Then how?
Howard: Leonard. Now, Raj. Now, Sheldon.
Raj: I didn't get a good look. Can I go again?
Howard: No.
Leonard: It's David Underhill. So what?
Sheldon: So what? His observation of high-energy positrons has provided the first conclusive evidence for the existence of galactic dark matter.
Y/N: Okay. Still don't care.
Sheldon: How can you not care?
Y/N: Simple. Everything he's done, I've already done at a younger age, so why I would I care?
He got up, took his food and left.
Howard: Wow, he really didn't care.
Leonard: See, he agrees with me. I have two words for you. The first is big, the other's whoop.
Sheldon: It is a big whoop. Y/N has a reason to not care, you on the other hand do not. His contributions have made all the work you've done since you've been here completely useless.
Leonard: Did not.
Howard: Did, too.
Leonard: Did... okay, maybe some of it, but, look, the guy was just in the right place, at the right time with the right paradigm-shifting reinterpretation of the universe. He got lucky.
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Big Bang Theory (Missy Cooper X Male Reader X Paige Swanson )
FanfictionY/N L/N. A boy originally from Texas who grew up on the same street as the Cooper's. He was good friends with Sheldon both being obsessed with comic books, Star Trek, and Star Wars even Pyshics was able to keep up with him due to his own impressive...
