This idea came to while I was watching Hell's Kitchen and then I thought of how Bones would be in HK! I searched for such a fanfic, and to my shock, there was none!! Unbelievable!
Chef Gordon Ramsay stood in the middle of his restaurant, Hell's Kitchen, waiting for his new victims--or chefs. He sighed exaggeratingly and glanced at his watch. He cursed as he thought back of when he had this first idea.
Two weeks ago, he thought of a master plan that would get people interested in his show and restaurant. What if he took people that work for the government and see if they can cook? They can handle Ramsay's hell if they can handle a couple of criminals, can't they? As he was planning this, he was reading a newspaper that read, "FBI Special Agent Seeley Booth and Temperance Brennan caught a serial killer with the help of Dr. Brennan's team of scientists: Dr. Jack Hodgins, Angela Montenegro, Dr. Zachary Addy, and Dr. Camille Soroyan."
Ramsay put the newspaper down and chuckled with glee. "This is too good." He said with a deep, English accent.
...
Seeley Booth sat next to Temperance "Bones" Brennan in the bus that read, Hell's Kitchen, on its side. Along with them was Hodgins, Angela, Zach, and Cam. Both Brennan and Zach sighed with annoyance.
Brennan looked at Booth angrily, "Remind me why I'm here and not identifying remains."
Booth smiled warmly, "Because Hell's Kitchen invited us to premiere with them. Plus, Goodman thinks that this will be a good way of getting you squints some public attention and credit to the Jeffersonian."
"By cooking?!" Zach blurted out, still worried. "I've seen this show before and I know how he works. I don't think I will be able to stand it!" Zach shook.
Cam nodded in agreement. "Zacharoni's right. The man is a total..."
"Ass." Angela completed Cam's sentence.
"Yeah. And he's a maniac!" Hodgins added.
"So...?" Booth asked.
"Not all of us are used to being man-handled or yelled at straight to our faces. This is a comparison of how soldiers are trained and we are only scientists! We don't stand still and take in orders like you did in the army, Booth." Brennan crossed her arms over her chest angrily.
Booth bluntly said, "I was never man-handled! Not even close! Besides, that's how you get people to listen to you and not take you as a joke. Maybe this Ramsay will teach you people something about not answering back."
"I think that this will be fun." Angela said with a smile on her face.
"I'm not even certain if I can cook." Zach said in a squeeky voice, attracting everyone's gazes.
...
"Come on! Where the bloody hell are they?!" Ramsay yelled at Jean-Philippe, who nodded hurridly and skid-dadled towards the exit.
Minutes later, he returned with Hell's Kitchen's guests and new "demons". Booth glanced about the restaurant, Hodgins copying his actions. Brennan and Zach walked into Hell awkwardly and Cam and Angela stared in awe at Chef Gordon Ramsay.
"Welcome to Hell." He greeted with a grim look on his face that even scared the shit out of Booth. He then began to introduce himself, Jean-Philippe, and the assistant sous-chefs: Scott Leibfried and MaryAnne Salcedo.
"Very well, then. Each individual will make their signiture dish and present it to me. Off you go then." He dismissed them with one wave of his hand. Booth, Bones, Hodgins, Zach, Angela, and Cam ran into the kitchen and prepared their dishes.
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