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Violets are blue.
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And neither do you.

Author's Note: Hello Everyone! This is a smaller reposting of the one-shots from my Collection (Moments in Time) of Booth/Brennan drabbles. Originally I'd planned to have the drabbles in one fic and the oneshots in the other, but in the end I decided to throw them all together in one. I realize now that was a mistake, as people are skimming right by the one-shots (which I am most proud of) because the drabbles do not hold their attention. So I'm putting the one-shots in their own fic. I hope that's okay...is that not allowed?...
Um...anyway. Please enjoy, and you will make a college freshman very happy if you review!
Without further ado, here's the first in my series of one-shots, and the source of the collection's title: Wish.

Wish

They just happened to be outside when it happened: a brief flash of light in the night sky, and a shining, descending trail of light.

"Quick, Bones, look! Shooting star!" Booth said excitedly, grabbing her arm. She looked up just in time to see the trail before it vanished. "Make a wish!" he urged her. He then shut his eyes and looked as if he were concentrating. When he opened them again, she was looking at him curiously. "Aren't you going to make a wish?" he asked, sounding disappointed.

"A wish?" she echoed, laughing slightly. "Why should I?"

He rolled his eyes, exasperated. "Because, Bones, it's a shooting star. You're supposed to wish on them!"

"Why?" she asked again, blinking.

"Because... because ya just do, Bones, okay? It's a Disney thing," he told her.

"A Disney thing?" she echoed again, raising an eyebrow.

"You really suck the fun out of everything," he muttered, shaking his head as they continued to walk toward the latest crime scene. They'd gotten a late call, but both had been willing to answer it. Supposedly, someone had been dismembered deep in these woods. Booth wasn't really looking forward to that sight, but he couldn't very well let Bones go into the woods by herself.

"Pardon me for being focused more on my work than on the sky," she countered, stepping over a fallen branch carefully as her flashlight illuminated the path ahead. "You'll trip if you're not watching where you're stepping, you know," she chided him.

"Dunno why I wasted my wish on you," Booth muttered.

"Huh? What?" she asked, glancing up at him now, smiling slightly as if amused.

"...Never mind, Bones, okay?" he said, holding his flashlight out at arm's length. There was nothing but trees here as far as he could tell, but somehow Bones seemed to know where she was going. After they walked in silence a while, he spoke again. "Would it really have killed you to make a wish?"

"Wish-making is a ...a childish and pointless practice that has no effect other than supplying children with false hopes that their aspirations can be achieved merely by observing the fall of a celestial body," she answered as if it were obvious.

"Ouch. Thanks, Bones," he muttered.

She sighed. "...You really want me to make a wish?" she asked after a short moment.

"Yes!" he exclaimed impatiently, "I do!"

"Fine." She stopped momentarily, and closed her eyes. After a few seconds, she opened them again and resumed walking.

"...Hey, wait," Booth said, trailing after her. "It was really that easy?"

She rolled her eyes. "Yes. Don't make me sorry I wasted my wish on you."

He stopped in his tracks, shocked by what she had said. "You...it had to do with me? Well...what did you wish for?" he asked her, jogging once again to keep up with her after she had gone on.

"I wished you'd stop badgering me about wishing," she answered. At first he was hurt, but then he glanced down and saw the teasing gleam in her eye, the smirk pulling at the corners of her mouth.

"You did not," he protested, unwittingly returning the mischievous smile. "What did you really wish for?"

"Well..." she stopped, and so did he. She considered him for a moment, then sighed resignedly and stepped closer to him. She drew even closer and leaned forward, her hair tickling his cheek as he stood there, unmoving.

She turned her head slightly and whispered in his ear, her breath sending shivers down his spine. "If I told you, it wouldn't come true," she breathed, then straightened up and jogged ahead into the darkness, leaving him frozen in place.

He stood transfixed for a moment before snapping to his senses. "What—?! That's not fair! Bones! Get back here!" He ran after her. "Seriously, what was it?!"

Her only answer was her laughter echoing through the trees.

Author's Note:

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