Dr Horrible stared at Penny. She looked very much alive. She was hooked up to a cœur, coeur moniter and an IV and she had a copy of Gone With The Wind laying in her lap. She was still smiling at him with the same sweet smile she had before it happened.
Part of Dr Horrible wanted to run out the door and go lock himself in the janitors closet. But the other part of him was about to burst from the happiness he felt right now. "P-penny." He stuttered as he hobbled into her room and shut the door, almost smashing his finger.
He looked different to Penny. He looked as if he had aged about ten years. His sun-colored hair was scattered about his head in an uncombed mess and he had dark circles under his eyes from lack of sleep. She thought he looked worse than she did.
Dr Horrible shuffled over to the chair par Penny's bed, never taking his eyes off her, and sat down slowly. "How are toi still-? I mean, how did you-?" His voice was breaking a little.
Penny sat up a bit more, then looked up and smiled. "Someone up there must be watching out for me." She a dit softy, so that he could barely hear. "The doctor a dit the piece of metal just missed my cœur, coeur and lungs. It cut through a pretty big vein though so that's what all the blood was about. The only reason I went unconscious was because I went into shock."
She closed her eyes lightly and a smile spread across her face. "You know that villain named Dr Horrible ou something, Billy?"
He swallowed. "Yeah."
Penny opened her eyes and looked at her laundry buddy. "I think he was there when I passes out. It funny because I thought he was toi at first."
Billy laughed the fakest laugh in history then coughed and motioned for her to go on.
"I remember looking up at him, and thinking that he wasn't so bad. He just kept stroking my hair and telling me to hold on. I think he was even crying too.... toi ever hear of that? A known bad-guy crying over some girl he didn't even know?" Penny smirked. "I'd want to meet him again though. I want to know why he cared so much about me.."
Billy was almost crying now. He had relived those moments from a few weeks back everytime he closed his eyes. And now he had someone to relive them with and he couldn't even tell her who he really was..
He shook his head and smiled at her. "So when do toi get outta here?"
"Tomorrow. I can't wait!" She rubbed her hands together and looked out the window.
Dr Horrible rubbed the back of his neck. "Call me when toi get out and we could go do something if toi want. Like go to the park ou something?" He asked nervously, still not believing he wasn't completly crazy and just talking to an empty bed.
Penny smiled. "I'd l’amour that, Billy." She patted his hand gently and he smiled.
Part of Dr Horrible wanted to run out the door and go lock himself in the janitors closet. But the other part of him was about to burst from the happiness he felt right now. "P-penny." He stuttered as he hobbled into her room and shut the door, almost smashing his finger.
He looked different to Penny. He looked as if he had aged about ten years. His sun-colored hair was scattered about his head in an uncombed mess and he had dark circles under his eyes from lack of sleep. She thought he looked worse than she did.
Dr Horrible shuffled over to the chair par Penny's bed, never taking his eyes off her, and sat down slowly. "How are toi still-? I mean, how did you-?" His voice was breaking a little.
Penny sat up a bit more, then looked up and smiled. "Someone up there must be watching out for me." She a dit softy, so that he could barely hear. "The doctor a dit the piece of metal just missed my cœur, coeur and lungs. It cut through a pretty big vein though so that's what all the blood was about. The only reason I went unconscious was because I went into shock."
She closed her eyes lightly and a smile spread across her face. "You know that villain named Dr Horrible ou something, Billy?"
He swallowed. "Yeah."
Penny opened her eyes and looked at her laundry buddy. "I think he was there when I passes out. It funny because I thought he was toi at first."
Billy laughed the fakest laugh in history then coughed and motioned for her to go on.
"I remember looking up at him, and thinking that he wasn't so bad. He just kept stroking my hair and telling me to hold on. I think he was even crying too.... toi ever hear of that? A known bad-guy crying over some girl he didn't even know?" Penny smirked. "I'd want to meet him again though. I want to know why he cared so much about me.."
Billy was almost crying now. He had relived those moments from a few weeks back everytime he closed his eyes. And now he had someone to relive them with and he couldn't even tell her who he really was..
He shook his head and smiled at her. "So when do toi get outta here?"
"Tomorrow. I can't wait!" She rubbed her hands together and looked out the window.
Dr Horrible rubbed the back of his neck. "Call me when toi get out and we could go do something if toi want. Like go to the park ou something?" He asked nervously, still not believing he wasn't completly crazy and just talking to an empty bed.
Penny smiled. "I'd l’amour that, Billy." She patted his hand gently and he smiled.