Inaccuracies
A 'Bones' FanFic
Summary: A fun one-shot in which Brennan is driving home from work around Halloween. Skeletal decorations, anyone?
Disclaimer: 'Bones' is the copy-righted work of its writers, producers and Fox. Seeing as I am none of those, I do not own 'Bones'. No copy-right infringement intended.
A/N: A fun idea that came to me when my friend and I were walking around our neighborhood and we saw a green skull on someone's porch for Halloween. Yeah. That's right. Green. We didn't know what to think either.
There was a traffic jam. But, then again in big cities like Washington D.C. there was always a traffic jam somewhere.
Unfortunately for Dr. Temperance Brennan, this particular traffic jam was precisely in the middle of her route home from the Jeffersonian. She sighed as she put her car in park. The car in front of her hadn't moved for the better part of ten minutes, so why should she have to keep her foot on the brake?
It was October 30th, and she noted that a lot of the houses along the road had decorations out for Halloween. One house in particular was decorated quite festively, almost to the point of excess.
There were many skulls on the front lawn – all different colors. Green, purple, pink – there may have even been sparkles.
Brennan was beside herself. Thinking back to her years of training in Anthropology and the human body, she could not think of anything that could cause the human skull to become fluorescent and sparkle – y. In her mind it was a travesty to have scientifically inaccurate things in your front yard.
It just wasn't ethical.
Her eyes wandered to the front door, on which a card board cutout of a skeleton hung. Not only were there slight inaccuracies in the shapes of the bones but the skull was smiling. To smile takes muscles, Brennan thought. And muscles are something that skeletons do not posses.
Brennan considered calling her partner and asking him if it was common for people to not notice how un-scientifically sound these decorations were when she heard a horn behind her.
Apparently, the traffic jam had un-jammed itself.
Good thing too, she thought. That crow next to the skulls was way too big to have been manufactured on any sort of accurate scale.
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