In Bed I Said ...
Author: ShaViva
Rating: K
Content Warning: None
Season: 6
Summary: If Booth resorted to 'Fox in Sock' speak would he be able to convince Bones that they were meant to be together? Let's see! Just a bit of silliness really - if you don't like Dr Seuss you won't like this! I'm spoilering what I know of the current season 6 spoilers too.
Classifications: General
Pairings: Brennan/Booth kind of!
Spoilers for: the big season 6 spoiler re Booth's love life – can you spoiler a spoiler? Touches on 'The Woman in Limbo', 'The Parts in the Sum of the Whole', 'The End in the Beginning' and 'The Beginning in the End'.
Acknowledgements: Dr. Seuss! Plus RhymeZone – love that site!
Disclaimer: The Bones characters, storylines, etc aren't mine. I am unfortunately not associated in any way with the creators, owners, or producers of Bones or any of its media franchises. Ditto for the works of Dr. Seuss and the estate of Theodore Giesel. All publicly recognizable characters, settings, equipment, etc are the property of whoever owns them. The original characters and plot and anything else I made up are the property of me, the author. No copyright infringement is intended.
Copyright (c) 2010 ShaViva
Authors Note:
I'm still thinking about a 'Two in One' sequel but in the mean time decided to get a little silly/serious with this little one shot, just to keep my hand in, so to speak. Acknowledgement to trecebo who did this first, revamping Green Eggs and Ham for the SG-1 world. I think trecebo's was much better than my attempt (for one, it was actually funny!) but I offer this up for entertainment anyway!
Notes:
Booth (Mr 'I knew!' Booth) speaking is in standard text.
Bones (Ms 'I know the dead' Bones) speaking is in italics.
I've never tried anything like this before so I hope it makes sense to those who aren't able to see what I was thinking as I constructed it! It's true to Fox in Socks (bar a few places were I took a bit of license so it had at least a chance of making sense) which means it's a little convoluted ... if you haven't read Fox in Socks (ever or recently) google it and you should be able to find a copy to peruse.
Enjoy! (I hope!)
In Bed I Said ...
Bed
Head
Dead
Dead, in head.
Said, in bed.
Dead, I said it
in bed, my head.
Bed, when 'dead'.
Yes, dead in head.
Said, in bed
in head, when 'dead'.
Squints with hints come.
Squints who hunt come.
Squints with hints who
hunt and confront come.
Look, Bones. Look, Bones.
Ms 'I know the dead' Bones.
Let's do forensics with
hints and hunts, Bones.
Let's do forensics with
squints who confront, Bones.
First, we'll do a
forensic hint rant.
Then we'll do a
forensic hunt rant.
You can do a
forensic squint rant.
You can do a
forensic confront rant.
And here's a
new forensic, Ms 'I know the Dead' ...
Beds and squints,
yes, squints I said.
Said then confront
on hints, no hunts.
Hints, no hunts.
Yes, dead on hunts.
Now we come to
love and life, Bones.
Try to say this
Ms 'I know the dead' Bones ...
Confront on said love.
Confront means dead life.
Gambler garbles hinting love.
Gambler garbles squint's whole life.
Please, Booth, I don't
like this forensic, Booth.
My heart isn't
often open, Booth.
I see all the
love you're confronting, Booth,
mixing up my
squinty life, Booth.
I can't do it Mr 'I knew!' Booth.
I'm so sorry,
Ms 'I know the dead' Bones.
Here's a year gone, anyway.
Not an easy thing to say ...
New bed.
Due bed.
Who's bed?
Journalist's bed.
Who sleeps in whose bed?
Journalist sleeps in Journalist's bed.
Who sees who sleeps in
whose new bed, Bones?
I see Journalist sleeping in
Journalist's new bed, Bones.
That's ... unfortunate,
Mr 'I knew!'Booth.
Who loves?
Booth loves.
Sleuth Truth Booth loves.
Who sleeps in Booth's room?
Journalist sleeps in Booth's room.
Sleuth Truth Booth
sleeps in whose room?
Journalist's room.
Journalist sleeps in my bed
I said. My bed now.
Sleuth Truth Booth sleeps,
not 'dead' in bed now.
Journalist's sleep blooms
in Sleuth Truth Booth's room.
But said sleep resumes
Sleuth Truth Booth's gloom.
Consume glow.
Bloom woes.
Gloom consumes glows past.
Booth's bloom transposes past.
Mr 'I knew!'Booth!
I hate these emotions, Booth.
These emotions hide
my heart's devotion, Booth.
Ms 'I know the dead' Bones,
what a shame, Bones.
We'll do a predictable
retrace steps now.
There'll be a
retrace erase case now.
Retrace Case. Erase case.
Casey. Casey.
Erase case. Retrace case.
Pacey. Pacey.
Casey case
for chasey chasing!
That's what the
case place is brewing.
Do you choose to
chase cases with me Bones?
If, Bones, you, Bones,
choose to chase, Bones,
for the case place,
chase, Bones. Do, Bones.
Mr 'I knew!'Booth,
I won't face it.
I can't say it.
I won't chase it.
Very well Bones.
Run away.
Another
emotion you betray.
Angela draws.
Hodgins thaws.
Angela shows Hodgins love.
Hodgins shows Angela love.
Hodgins wins Angela's love.
Angela wins Hodgins' love.
Hodgins wins.
Angela wins.
Hodgins won love forever.
Angela won love forever.
Angela's art. Hodgins' is smart.
Sleek art. Geek smarts.
Angela and Hodgins have
arty, smart love.
Hodgins' smart's rock
and Angela's art shocks.
Geek smarts! Shock art!
Sleek art! Love smarts!
My poor heart can't
comprehend that. No Booth.
My poor heart
just can unbend, Booth.
Well, then ...
bring your heart this way.
I'll find something
it can't belay.
Sweets says stalemates suck.
Sweets sans stalemate sucks!
Sweets says sole-mates suck.
Sweets sans sole-mate sucks!
Sans stuck sole-mates?
Wow! Sucky Sweets says stalemate!
Sweets says stuck sole-mates
won't suck sans stalemate!
I can't endorse
Such galloping gambles!
My heart isn't
one to believe your preamble.
Ms "I know the dead," Bones.
Now come now. Come now.
You don't have to
think so literal now.
Try to believe this,
Ms 'I know the dead' Bones, please ...
Through five career years,
five peers fears evolved.
While these fears evolved,
racing cases were solved.
Racing cases helped
those five years race.
Racing years helped
those year's careers race.
That's what helped these
five career years interlace.
Stop it! Stop it!
That's enough Booth.
I can't believe
such illogical stuff, Booth.
Very well, then,
Ms "I know the dead' Bones.
Let's have a little talk
about absentee families ...
What do you know
about absentee families?
Well ...
When absentee families lie,
it's called
an absentee family fallacy.
And when the
fallacy turns to tragedy.
it's an absentee
family fallacy tragedy.
AND when absentee family
fallacies lead to daddies in the tragedy,
they call it an absentee
family tragedy daddy fallacy.
AND ...
When family fallacies show families
In a tragedy daddy fallacy,
and the family fallacy tragedy
is a tragedy in an apology ...
... they call this
an absentee family
apology tragedy
daddy fallacy agony.
AND ...
When families
lie about the fallacies
in apologies
from their daddies,
the apologies
breed practicality,
because practicality
preserves sanity, and ...
... they call this
an agony tragedy
absentee practicality
family sanity
apology daddy fallacy.
AND ...
Now wait
a minute
Mr "I knew!' Booth!
When I said
in my apology that
the absentee family fallacy
with my daddy
was my tragedy, instead it was
my sanity preserving practicality!
THIS is what they call ...
... an absentee family
sanity practicality apology over
daddy agony happiliy
contrarily shifting to rhapsody!
Now let's have it
said in bed, Booth!
Said in my bed Bones!
Our case is finally closed, Bones.
Thank you for
emotions exposed, Bones.
Authors Note:
So, did it make any sense? Let me know ... and if you think I'm insane and should never try anything like this again you can let me know that too! If you'd like me to explain any parts of it, happy to do that too, just let me know which parts!
If you got this far, thanks for reading!
