This story is about young brilliant man named Sheldon Cooper, some may remember him as the child prodigy, and they are definitely not wrong.But they have never meet this version him before, a more developed and charming version that hasn't been seen...
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"This place is sick," Paige commented, a foolish grin took over her features as she examined the place.
"It's alright I guess," Sheldon shrugged, making the blonde beside him frown deeply.
"Oh there more to see!", The English brunette in front of them said cheerfully, clapping her hands together.
Sheldon and Paige exchanged a confused glance at each other before following the other two nevertheless. While they walked towards wherever they were so keen on taking them, they had decided to tell a bit about themselves to the child prodigies.
Jemma Simmons was a very self righteous person, the confidence in her voice and smile had perfectly covered up her nervousness, though the mask of firmness seemed to wither at times as she fumbled over her words, but the stammering was short lived as she cleared her throat and spoke again. Her dark brown hair fell into a straight curtain till it merely touched her shoulder, her hazel eyes were bright and lit up whenever someone spoke of something she had a similar interest in, like flame of a candle.
She had full pink lips that was pulled into a smile at all times, her bubbly personality seemed to make their nervousness vanish with a flash of her smile. It seemed that wherever she'd go her fiery character would light up the unlit torches.
But Leopold Fitz was quite the opposite to the brunette next to him, he was socially awkward, stumbled over his words quite often and was practically a stammering mess. He had curly reddish brown hair, pale skin and thin lips. His pale blue eyes were quite startling, it seemed as though it could look through your soul and your deepest darkest secret and it made Sheldon quite uncomfortable. His thick Scottish accent made it a bit hard to figure out what he was saying especially when he was rambling. His nervousness around people made them nervous too, not for them but instead for the awkward boy.
But like the British girl beside him, whenever the topic would lead to something that he particularly liked, he would speak freely without stumbling over his words, with confidence, it was like his entire personality had changed with the flick of a light switch. He seemed to have a short temper, whenever someone annoyed him, he was like a nuclear bomb ready to explode. He was as hot-tempered as a scalding kettle, but thankfully only to certain people.
"So this is our science lab," Said Jemma, walking inside a brightly lit room, "it is where we do all of our practice and sometimes they chose a student monthly to actually examine a foreign material. You know just to give them the idea of they are going to be dealing with."
Paige and Sheldon nodded briefly, dazed by the almost futuristic looking lab. They hadn't seen anything like this before, it was absolutely mesmerising.
"But it is just for the best of the best," Fitz continued, "usually the same students get picked because it's quite hard to impress Nick Fury."
Sheldon frowned, "Fury?"
He remembered Coulson mentioning him as the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D before the topic changed to him fangirling over Captain America.
"You have met him before?", Paige questioned, finishing the unspoken words from the genius's mouth.
"Unfortunately, no," Simmons sighed, "we were hoping to but director Fury only shows himself when he wants. No one finds him, he finds you."
"What does that mean?", Sheldon asked, not liking the minimum information provided to him.
"It means, when he wants to talk to you, he'll find you," Simmons started, "but when he wants to disappear, no one can find him, not even Maria Hill."
"Who?", asked Paige.
"She is Fury's right hand," Fitz explained as they walked around the lab, "one of the most important person in S.H.I.E.L.D."
"And the most skilled S.H.I.E.L.D agent," Simmons added with a smirk.
While Paige wore an impressed look, Sheldon merely shrugged.
"Okay, almost done with the tour, just one last thing," Simmons smiled knowingly at Fitz, making a smirk appear on his face too.
"Oh yeah," Fitz smiled at the other two, "you guys are in for a treat."
"What do you mean?", the genius's asked in unison, looking at each other simultaneously.
"The boiler room."
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Oh no.
This was not what Sheldon expected when Fitz and Simmons said fun.
It was all blurry, the room was alive with pulsating music and colourful lights that danced across the walls, a makeshift bar had been set up in the corner, adorned with bottles and a line of eager guests. Laughter and conversation filled the air, mingling with the aroma of alcohol and cigarettes, strangers bonded over shared interests, their laughter blending seamlessly with the music.
Mostly everyone is tipsy, with a few people in clusters sitting around on the sofa either making out, dancing somewhere, drinking or just talking. The occasional drunk person may be stumbling around. Talk about how the place looks as well. Occasionally having that many drunken people can destroy a house or building.
Sheldon wanted to puke, run away and never look back. His ears were about to burst, it was worse than the incident that happened in the morning, he was guaranteed that his hearing was gone. He cupped his hand over his ears and scrunched up his face distastefully.
The two genius's reaction came out in unison, only being the complete opposite.
"Oh hell yeah!"
"Oh heck no."
Jemma and Fitz stood in the corner of the staircase, smirking at their reactions, slightly amused.
"Don't worry this only happens in special occasions and the end of the year!" Jemma shouted over the blaring music, "well as far as I know!"
"What is the special occasion today?!", Sheldon shouted back.
"I think some rich kids birthday!" Fitz yelled in response.
"Cool let's go!" Paige said excitedly, beginning to climb down the stairs.
"No!" Sheldon said firmly, making the blonde roll her eyes.
"Oh don't be such a goody two-shoes!" She grabbed his hand and forcefully dragged him, despite his protests.
"I don't think we should-", Jemma started, uncertainly.
"Come on! Just have some fun!" Paige encouraged the unsure brunette.
Jemma looked at Fitz who also looked unsure but in the end they let the blonde drag them into the living nightmare itself.
Oh boy.
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