Young Georgie - I Have Nice Hair

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3rd POV – Before Georgie Comes Home

In the Cooper family dining room, the family gathered around the table, enjoying dinner together. Veronica was also present, having been allowed to stay over by Mary since they had planned a girls' night while the three Cooper boys would be heading to Florida to watch the space shuttle launch.

"I miss my brother." Missy said, playing with her food. Dinner felt different without Georgie, who was out performing with his band.

Mary glanced at George, silently asking for help. He was the one who often sneaked off to the bar where Georgie performed, accompanied by other teachers, while the rest of the family stayed home. Even Connie had been quietly joining him, enjoying her nights out.

"Georgie will be back," George said, cutting into his steak. He was proud of his son—watching the other teachers be impressed and even dance to Georgie's music had been a sight to behold.

"It's different!" Missy pouted, looking at her father. Sheldon, who had been quietly eating, finally spoke up. "Brother said that dinner was magical. I guess he got eliminated first, so it's just five of us now." He said and shrugged his shoulder.

Veronica, sitting next to him, playfully pointed her fork at him. "Six! I want to be included!" she said teasingly, trying to lighten the mood.

"Well, considering you've been staying with us these past few days, I suppose you could be counted as an honorary Cooper family member." Sheldon said matter-of-factly and added, "For now."

Despite his flat tone, Veronica felt warmth in his words. "Thank you!." she said, smiling at him.

Sheldon simply nodded and continued eating. Mary and George exchanged awkward smiles at their interaction. "So, we'll be leaving early in the morning, staying at a motel, and watching the launch on Sunday morning," George announced, steering the conversation elsewhere.

"Why can't I go?" Missy whined, turning to Mary. "What are we supposed to do while they're gone?"

George took a sip of his beer. "It's a 15-hour boring drive," he replied, secretly hoping Georgie would keep the trip entertaining while he drove.

"How about we go to the gun range?" Veronica suggested, her eyes lighting up as she looked at Missy.

"No, she's too young for that." Mary interjected immediately.

"Memaw took me!" Missy blurted, turning to Connie, who was calmly scooping food onto her plate.

"What? We never!" Connie denied, but Mary wasn't buying it.

Missy glanced between them, realizing she had revealed a secret. "Oh yeah, Memaw wanted to take me to the gun range, but I said I was still a kid." She flashed an innocent smile, but no one at the table believed her, all giving her deadpan stares.

"I can't believe we're actually going to see a real spaceship." Sheldon said with fascination, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

{My plan is forming. I just need to get on that shuttle and escape this ridiculous planet!} – Adult Sheldon

Mary's heart warmed at his excitement. It was rare for Sheldon to be genuinely enthusiastic about something that wasn't related to Georgie. "Look at how happy he is!" she said, squeezing George's hand.

Even though Georgie wasn't home, dinner remained lively—especially with Veronica smiling as if she truly belonged.

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Veronica's POV

I like being here.

I love being with the Cooper family. They treat me like one of their own, even though we're not actually related.

Dinner with them was always fun—Sheldon rambling, Missy teasing him, Mary scolding them both, George and Connie bickering. Yeah, I liked this kind of atmosphere.

Now, I was outside, staring at the stars in their backyard.

I loved watching them, just like I did when I was with Georgie before. It always felt like the stars were watching over me, making sure I wasn't alone at night.

But when I watched them with Georgie… he made it even more special.

When i was lost in my thoughts, smiling, a voice broke through the silence. "What are you doing, girl?", I turned to see Connie walking toward me.

"Hey," I greeted her with a smile. "Tired of listening to their arguments?" Connie asked, smirking.

"No, I just like looking at the stars." I said, waving my hand dismissively.

Connie sat down beside me, taking a sip of her beer. "Why do you like staring at tiny lights in the sky?."

I smiled, turning my gaze back to the stars. "I don't know. Sometimes, I feel alone in this world." Then I looked at Connie again. "But I don't feel that way right now."

Connie chuckled. "Don't worry about that. You can always come here or to my house if you ever feel alone."

Her words—like Sheldon's earlier—made me feel warm inside.

I didn't know why they were so kind to me. Was it because of Georgie? If so, then that was fine.

But I also didn't want to be alone.

I never wanted to feel alone again.

"…Thank you…" I whispered, and before I realized it, tears had started falling down my cheeks.

"Ahh, Memaw, did you make Veronica cry?" Missy's voice called out as she approached us.

"Of course not!" Connie raised her hands in defense.

I could only chuckle through my tears as they bickered.

"Oh, you poor girl." Mary's voice joined in. I felt her arms wrap around me as she gently rubbed my back.

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3rd POV

Meanwhile, in the living room, Sheldon and George were watching TV.

"Why is Veronica crying outside?" Sheldon asked, momentarily glancing up from the book he was reading—of course, not a picture book, but something science-related.

George looked toward the door. "It's girls thing. Don't worry about it." he replied, taking another sip of his beer.

Sheldon nodded, returning his focus to his book. "That's your second bottle. I'll tell Georgie later."

George choked on his drink, coughing as he turned to glare at Sheldon, who remained unfazed, his eyes still on the book.

"You little snitch," George muttered, staring at his beer.

He glanced at Sheldon again, then back at his beer before finally sighing and setting it down. "Fine."

It was nearly empty anyway.

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3rd POV – After... You Know…

The soft glow of the moon illuminated Georgie's darkened bedroom. Only two people occupied the space, their quiet breaths filling the stillness.

Georgie gazed at Veronica, who was nestled in his arms. Her eyes were closed, but he knew she wasn't asleep.

"Do you have something you want to ask me?" Georgie murmured, pressing a kiss to her forehead. He could tell there was something on her mind—something about Jana and Lisa—but she had been holding it in.

"It's okay, I trust you just like you trust me." Veronica said with a soft smile.

Georgie didn't want her to hear about it from gossip or from Jana and Lisa themselves. He didn't want her to be mad at him like that or to cause unnecessary fights over it because he didn't tell her.

Of course, this situation was different from what he had with Fenley. He knew how to keep that secret and end it before anyone else found out.

So, Georgie told Veronica about how he ended up getting a ride home with Jana's family and how both Jana and Lisa had kissed him on the porch.

Veronica simply listened and nodded. "I feel like a wife being cheated on by her husband," she chuckled before playfully biting Georgie's shoulder.

"Ow, ow, ow!" Georgie groaned, only to stop her with a kiss.

"Hmm..." Veronica moaned, pulling Georgie closer, deepening the kiss. But her eyes suddenly widened as she felt something pressing against her.

"I can't help it!" Georgie said helplessly when he saw Veronica squinting at him.

Veronica sighed before smiling at him. "I can't do it again—it still hurts down there!" Then, running her fingers from his chest downward, she smirked. "But my hand and mouth still work."

"Good, use them in the right place!" Georgie smirked back, only for Veronica to playfully slap him.

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After the night, Georgie didn't sleep in his bed. Instead, he moved to the sofa in the living room to avoid any trouble in the morning.

Even though that is unnecessarily, because he still woke up early before the first rays of sunlight, starting his day with some light exercise.

Well, he just didn't want to make a chaos in the morning.

Sheldon, already packed and waiting outside by the car, noticed Georgie as he returned to the house.

"What are you doing, Shelly?" Georgie asked as he approached, but Sheldon stepped back. "You're sweating." Sheldon stated flatly.

Georgie chuckled, ignoring his reaction. "Oh, good, you're already packed," he said, eyeing Sheldon's suitcase, which was quite large for a kid.

"Don't just stand out here—let's go inside. It's cold." Georgie said, lifting Sheldon's suitcase to bring it inside. "Dad isn't awake yet, so you'll just be waiting alone out here."

Sheldon, hearing that, nodded and followed Georgie inside.

"Are you excited to see a real working space shuttle?" Georgie asked, setting Sheldon's suitcase near the door. "What are you bringing? A nuclear reactor?" Georgie joked, eyeing the size of the suitcase.

Sheldon looked at Georgie blankly. "Why would I bring a nuclear reactor in my suitcase? A nuclear reactor requires constant cooling and a complex containment system—not something that fits inside a stitched fabric case filled with flammable materials." he deadpanned.

"This suitcase only contains clothes, reference books on aerodynamics, and essential equipment to survive in a dirty, unfamiliar environment with unknown dangers." Sheldon added, visibly disgusted at the thought of sleeping in a motel.

Georgie didn't get mad—he just chuckled. "It's a joke, Sheldon. Sometimes people say things that are impossible just to make others laugh. You don't have to take it so seriously."

Georgie walked to the living room, followed by Sheldon, who seemed to be contemplating his words. "Why is that? What if I actually said I was carrying a nuclear reactor? Wouldn't that make people scared instead?" Sheldon muttered, stopping in his tracks.

Georgie chuckled again. "It's funny when you say it like that. Alright, now tell me—with a serious face—that you're carrying a nuclear reactor in your suitcase."

Sheldon looked at him flatly. "I have a nuclear reactor in my suitcase so I can blow up Cape Canaveral."

Georgie's mouth twitched. "That's more terrifying than funny when you say it like that. You sound like a real villain! But I don't believe you." He said before smirking at Sheldon again.

"If you said you had a gun or a grenade, maybe people would believe you with that face. But a nuclear reactor? Even Missy would think it's too exaggerated to believe." He then muttered to himself, "Wait, does Missy even know what a nuclear reactor is?" before shrugging it off and continuing his push-ups while Sheldon sat on his usual spot on the sofa.

Sheldon frowned, processing Georgie's words. "So, you're saying that if someone exaggerates something or claims to do something scientifically impossible, then it's considered a joke?"

Georgie paused mid-push-up and looked at him. "Mostly, yeah. But when I mentioned a nuclear reactor, it was because I know you're going to be a scientist. Most people would say something like, 'What do you have in that suitcase? A car?' or something ridiculously heavy—that's not scientifically accurate, but it's meant to be funny."

Sheldon nodded, thinking again. "I don't understand. Why do people enjoy saying those things? You know I couldn't possibly bring a nuclear reactor in a suitcase, yet you still said it for humor? Wouldn't making such a statement get you in trouble with the police? Or people looking at you like dum dum person."

Georgie finished his push-ups and moved on to sit-ups. He thought for a moment before answering. "Most people just want to be liked by others. Humor is the easiest way to fit in. There's sarcasm too, but most people prefer humor. However, there's a thin line between humor and an insult, Shelly."

Sheldon waited for him to continue. "Like when Doctor Nimcompoop came to school—remember what he said to Mr. Givens?" Georgie asked while doing sit-ups.

Sheldon nodded. "Yes, he said he and Mr. Givens were roommates. But he also said he was a NASA scientist while Mr. Givens was just a teacher. You told him to stop insulting Mr. Givens."

Sheldon furrowed his brows, thinking deeply. "Where was the joke?"

Georgie chuckled at Sheldon's puzzled expression. "Alright, I want you to analyze why Doctor Hodges thought his joke was funny, and why I said it was an insult to Mr. Givens. You have until we reach Florida to figure it out."

Georgie stood up, leaving Sheldon grumbling in frustration. "No, no, no—you have to explain it to me now!"

Ignoring him, Georgie headed to the bathroom to freshen up. Just before closing the door, he called out, "You're a scientist with an eidetic memory. Think about every detail in that room."

Sheldon frowned even more, staring at the closed bathroom door.

{I can't leave Earth while my brother has left me with this question. And here I am, still on Earth.} – Adult Sheldon

The bathroom door suddenly swung open again, and Georgie peeked out. "Oh yeah, I bet Missy would figure it out faster than you!" he teased with a chuckle.

{And that really made me fume with anger! I'm sorry about that. I still love my brother, even now.} – Adult Sheldon