This is simply a very short little OOC vignette with our two favorite characters. I hope you enjoy it. Gregg.
Disclaimer: I don't own, or profit from, these characters or franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
"This is all your fault," Booth fumed at Bones who was sitting across from him in a tiny jail cell.
"How do you come to that conclusion?" Bones asked, her brow .
"We're sitting in a jail cell aren't we?" Booth asked.
"You know we are, Booth," Bones rolled her eyes at such an obvious statement.
"There, you see? It's all your fault! There's no way I could be the cause of us being in a jail cell when we're on a case!" Booth said in an excited tone, gesticulating wildly with his hands, while trying to keep the blanket he was wrapped up in firmly in place. The station had had no clothing available for prisoners.
"You'll never win with that kind of logic, Son," came the voice of Deputy Director Sam Cullen.
"Sir!" Booth said, jumping to his feet, the reflexes of the military automatically kicking in, despite the fact that Cullen was not military. A superior was a superior, though.
"Director Cullen," Bones said as she stood, keeping her blanket easily in place.
"Remind me not to send the two of you on any more undercover assignments until you figure out how to separate your work relationship with your new personal relationship," Cullen said as he came around the corner and took in the sight. He shook his head in amusement. This was priceless.
"We already know how to do that," Booth spluttered indignantly. Any stain on his professional standing was almost an insult.
"Then tell me, Booth, how does one get arrested for Indecent Exposure, Lewd and Lascivious Behavior, and Public Indecency in a NUDIST COLONY?" Cullen asked almost in disbelief. He'd been so amused at the whole thing that he'd flown out here to deal with this personally.
"Like I said, it was all Bones' fault," Booth said sullenly as Bones began to laugh her ass off at him. "It's not funny, Bones!" he said in a hiss with a glare.
"I beg to differ, Son," Cullen chuckled. "The Bureau hasn't had something this funny to laugh about in years!"
Booth and Bones were let out of the cell and followed behind Cullen, who had some clothes for them to put on, thankfully, all the while Booth grumbling about girlfriends who had such incredibly HOT bodies that should be illegal and the personality of a completely seductive temptress with power bordering on the hypnotic allure of the Siren's Song of Ancient Greek mythology. As he listened to Bones' softly chuckling beside him, he said it once again. "This is all your fault, Bones!"
A/N: Like I said above, something OOC, but fun and short for a quick laugh. I hope it gives everyone a short, fun reprieve from the mundane activities of the day. All the best, Gregg.
