Hi everyone! I just had a little idea, seeing as it's New Years Eve, a time of much fun and partying! Although I doubt I'll actually finish it all tonight, it'll just be a short little story, including some fun games for our favorite characters to play, and more!
Enjoy!
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"No, Angela!" Temperance Brennan said for what felt like the hundredth time that day as Angela walked into her office.
"How do you know what I was even going to say?" the artist asked.
"I don't want to go to a huge New Years party," Brennan repeated as she turned back to her computer and continued to type up what she was working on before interrupted.
Angela moved to sit on the couch. She casually looked around the room as though interested by something on the wall. "Booth's coming," she added as though a little side note that meant nothing, giving a sly glance at her friend before going back to looking at nothing in particular.
"So?" Brennan asked, although Angela could tell that she had gotten her attention a little more and grinned.
"Come on, it's New Years Eve!" Angela said persistently. "A club is being rented out, there's going to be dancing, games, drinks, sexy FBI Agents!" Brennan rolled her eyes. "And some of the games are partner games. Who better to be your partner than your partner?"
"Very articulately said, Ange," said Brennan sarcastically. She pushed her chair back from the computer to face Angela. "Who do I know that's going?"
"Me, Jack, Zack, Cam, Booth," Angela rattled off names. "There's probably more people."
"So just anyone can go to this?" Brennan asked, not liking the sound of this at all. "Anyone can just come to a party with drinks and dancing?"
"Well, not exactly," Angela explained. "It's like a list, I guess. You sign up or something and you can get into the club, like a restaurant, I suppose."
Brennan thought for a minute. "And you said that Booth was going?"
"Yep."
She sat for another minute looking thoughtful before sighing. "What am I supposed to wear?"
Angela shot up from her seat to rush over and give her friend a hug. "Thank you! You won't regret it! We'll have so much fun, you'll remember the night forever!"
Brennan couldn't help but smile at her excited friend. "Maybe. But I'm serious, Ange, what am I supposed to wear?"
"Oh don't you worry," Angela rubbed her hands together in a way that meant a plan was being carefully formed. "We're going shopping tonight! I'll pick you up at four!" And she bounded from the room before Brennan could protest.
Now, only one more thing left in my little plan, Angela thought as she headed back to her own office. Speak of the devil…
"Hey, Booth," she quickly headed off the FBI Agent as he walked through the almost empty Jeffersonian.
"Hi Angela," Booth said. "Did you have a nice Christmas?"
"Yes, it was great, thanks," she said hurriedly, before blurting out, "would you like to come to a New Years Eve party? Brennan is coming!"
Booth looked a little bit startled, and Angela wasn't sure if it was the sudden question or the fact that Brennan was going. "You got Bones to come to a party?" Well that answered the question. "How did you do that?"
"Oh, well, you know," Angela smiled innocently. "Just asked nicely…"
"So in other words you either tricked her or bribed her," Booth grinned, knowingly.
"Essentially, yes."
"So what kind of party?"
"A club has been rented out; there'll be dancing, drinks, partner games, more dancing, food, lots of people," Angela gave him the basic run down of everything. "And it's club-ish attire, you could say. Nice casual."
"Sounds fun," Booth agreed. "I'll come."
"You are soooooo much easier to convince than Brennan," Angela said.
"That's not hard to believe," Booth said and gave Angela a small wave as they parted and he continued to Brennan's office. He smiled when he saw Brennan situated at her desk looking very concentrated while typing. "Hey, Bones," he said.
Brennan jumped slightly then turned to him, frowning. "I just got rid of Angela, what do you want?"
"Yes, thank you, I had a nice Christmas," Booth said sarcastically. "And yourself?"
Brennan gave him a slightly apologetic look. "Sorry," she said. "I was trying to work, and Angela has been on my back all day." Figuring she would never be able to finish now, she closed the document she had been attempting to work on. "So, you're going to the New Years eve party?"
"I guess I am," Booth shrugged. "And I hear you are?"
"Apparently," she said, looking at him expectantly. "Really, though, what do you want?"
"For one, I was going to ask you if you wanted to go get dinner or something, but now that you've been so rude, I'm second guessing that," he gave her a grin that she ignored.
"And you came all the way here rather than calling me?"
"That's the second reason," he reached over to the couch and picked up a cell phone. "I think I dropped this while here bugging you yesterday."
"Oh," she said. "Well thanks for the offer, but Angela is taking me out shopping for the party in an hour, and I don't know how long that will take. Knowing Angela… wish me luck."
Booth laughed. "You? Good luck Angela!" Which earned him a pencil thrown at his arm. "Okay, okay, I'm gonna leave. I'll call you later to see if you're still alive. Bye."
"Bye," she said rolling her eyes as Booth left her office.
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