Disclaimer: I don't own a thing. I'm just here to bring the toys out to play for a bit. I promise to put them back where I found them.
A/N: Okay. So, this is my rather pitiful entry for this month's Cullen's Bullpen Challenge. What is the challenge, you ask? --- THE FULL MONTY - That's right. Nakedness rules this month. You can write whatever you want so long as it features nakedness. There are a couple of rules though: a) it cannot have sex in it and b) it has to remain at a T or lower rating.
The Dazed Agent
"Did not!"
"Did, too!"
"There is no way you have ever been nude in public!"
"Yes, I have!"
Special Agent Booth's snort of disbelief echoed throughout the cavernous lab. "Yeah, right, Bones. Try selling that to Hodgins over there, because I'm not buying it."
Doctor Temperance Brennan turned her head toward the examination area when Booth pointed only to quickly turn her attention back to her partner. "Booth, you're not even listening! I never mentioned selling anything. That would've gotten us arrested!"
Stopping in the center of the aisle, Booth planted his fists on his hips before deliberately stepping into Brennan's personal space, challenge etched upon his face. "See? Now that would have made it an entertaining story. But, since I know that there's nothing that interesting in your FBI records, I've gotta stick with my theory of 'Did not'."
The less than intimidated doctor shortened the distance between them by a few more inches. "So, that's the type of story you'd like to hear, Booth?" She took another step closer and moved so that her mouth was only inches away from his face. Cocking one brow, she continued, "You want me to tell you a story about a woman, in the nude, participating in what some might call indecent acts in public?"
Booth's response practically dripped with skepticism. "I don't know, Bones. If you've got a story like that in your past, I'd be willing to listen. I'm sure Sweets would consider it partnerly sharing."
"Right." With a glance toward Jack, Brennan said, "Fine. If I tell you, can we just get on with our work? And it goes no further. No one else finds out."
Booth nodded, obviously not believing for a second that she had a story to tell. So, deciding to just go with her impromptu offer to share, Brennan took a step back, a wicked grin forming. Then, turning on her heel she said, "Okay, then. Let's go see if Angela's here."
Momentarily surprised, Booth failed to follow. "Angela? Why do we need Angela?"
Realizing he wasn't behind her, Brennan turned to face him. "Because, she has the photos." With that she spun and continued her brisk walk down the hall, her ponytail bouncing in rhythm with her stride.
Mouth hanging open, Booth stood stunned before quickly jogging to catch up. "Photos? There are photos?" He caught up to her and matched her quick pace step for step as they headed toward the Holographics office.
Half an hour later…
Booth walked into the lab, his eyes glazed over and his expression slack. Hodgins had never seen him looking so dazed.
"Hey, Booth. You okay, man?"
Blinking slowly, Booth looked up. "Bones…body paint...and a whip." He shook his head in disbelief and slowly walked away from the platform.
Hodgins brow furrowed, and he quickly looked around. "What? Where?"
Not even turning, Booth continued out the doors before he called out in shocked tones, "On the pedestal reigning over the groveling men."
Blue eyes scrunched in confusion, Hodgins was left to ask the now empty room, "Huh?"