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Sheldon sat alone in the dimly lit basement of the Chum Bucket. He could hear water dripping down from pipes in the corners of the basement. The cold and dingy basement that had not once ever been cleaned was a place of Comfort for Sheldon.
He held 2 small dolls in his hand. They weren't normal dolls that little girls or boys would play with, they were replica dolls of him, and his wife Karen.
Waving the dolls around, he initiated Karen's feminine yet robotic tone as he spoke.
"Oh Planky-poo~!! I love all of your amazing, super smart, evily evil schemes~!"
Now using his normal voice, He waved around the doll of himself.
"Heh... Thanks Karen, I inherited my smarts from... Myself."
Giggling like a small schoolboy, he pushes the two dolls together, making them "kiss." He really was making quite a joke of himself, good thing no one was watching, right?
"Sheldon, what are you doing?" Spoke a robotic voice from the doorframe of the basement. Sheldon froze. He knew exactly who it was.
Karen would absolutely fry him alive if she saw him playing with dolls!
"Nothing at all, Computer wife, I'm just scheming, haha..!" Sheldon spoke frantically l, hiding the dolls in a drawer.
Karen wasn't buying it. She heard him talking to himself, which is usually normal when he makes a scheme, but something felt... Off.
"Really Sheldon? Then what did you just shove in that drawer?" Karen says, unamused and pointing at the desk he was sitting in.
Karen inches closer, which freaked Sheldon out, he moved to cover the drawer.
"NOTHING! I'm hiding nothing Karen," He smiled akwardly.
"You are hiding something, aren't you, Sheldon!" Karen calculated. She was so tired of him hiding everything from her. What could even be so embarrassing? She thought.
"No... " Sheldon giggled nervously before Karen pushed him out of the side and opened the drawer to find the dolls.
"Really... "