A conversation with dharmamonkey reminded me of the fact that I haven't written anything Bones in a long while. That, coupled with the fact that due to some recently annoying insomnia I've been catching some late night reruns of Bones on TV, got me in the mood to write a little something.

I've been thinking about a sequel for 'No TV' for some time now. B&B are away for one of Brennan's book tours and it's Hodgela's turn to have Christine for the weekend. In this story, Christine is two-ish and Michael is three-ish.

Disclaimer: Bones belongs to Fox.

"How's Christine?" Brennan asked over the phone, feeling somewhat anxious. She wasn't used to spending more than half a day away from her daughter.

"She's fine, Sweetie." Angela assured, because she could understand her friend. "Christine and Michael are with Jack. He's doing a demonstration for them." Angela trotted downstairs in search of her husband and the little ones. "Do you want to talk to her?"

"Yes, please." Brennan shot a quick glance at Booth. He was behind the wheel, parking in front of the bookstore where anxious fans were already waiting for her.

"Okay." Angela chuckled and headed for the playroom. There was a gushing sound and then the squealing laughter of the little ones reached Angela's ears.

"What was that?" Brennan questioned, sitting on the edge of her seat.

"Oh my..." Angela gasped at the scene before her: two small figures, covered in slime. Her husband was also covered in the same greenish substance.

"Angela?" Brennan felt helpless, which was so unlike her, not knowing what has happening on the other end of the line.

"Uh... I'm going to have to call you back, Sweetie." Angela assured everyone was fine and that she'd call back in a few minutes.

Angela glared at her husband.

"Ange, Baby…" Hodgins tried to appease his wife's unhappy mood.

A glob of goo fell on the top of the artist's head.

"Hey, this is totally safe." Hodgins swiped some of the goo off his wife's hair, bringing it to his lips. "See, it's edible."

B&B/H&A

Booth took the phone from Brennan to better look at the picture Angela sent. Christine was covered in green goo, smiling at Michael as they inspected it more closely.

"Didn't Angela ban experiments at home?" Booth grinned, sporting a similar expression as the little girl in the picture. "Looks like she's having fun."

"Yes." Brennan agreed, leaning into him. She only had a few moments before the start of her next book signing and Brennan decided to spend it with Booth, looking at a picture of their two year old.

B&B/H&A

After a well needed bath Angela stayed with Michael and Christine until they fell asleep. Michael liked to fight afternoon nap time when he had someone to play, but not today. Angela wasn't surprised. The little ones were definitely in need of recharging their batteries.

Angela slipped out of the room, crossing the hall to enter the master bedroom. She needed a cleansing herself.

While Angela took cleaned up the kids, Hodgins handled the mess in the playroom. He knew it was the first step to pleasing his wife.

Anyone interested in more? Thinking this might be a three to four chapter short story…