This is my first story, so construction criticism is welcome. Just a fluffy oneshot, because lately everybody on here's been bringing me down. Enjoy. (:
Disclaimer: I don't own them, just the story.
Walking into the large megastore, Booth grabbed a cart. Brennan has been sick for the past two days, and after his constant questions about how she was feeling, and if she needed anything, she sent him out to the store to pick up the items she was running low on.
Mile long list in hand, Booth roamed the isles, grabbing things left and right. He smelt the all natural body wash suspiciously. It was scentless. 'How does she smell so good?' He wondered. He turned his nose up at the almond milk. 'Disgusting.' And he seriously questioned the soy patties.
Walking up to the meat section, he grabbed some bacon. He might stay the night and he figured, why not have something to eat for breakfast?
As his list was closing to an end, he finally read the last item. Tampons. Booth closed his eyes and then opened them, blinking a couple of times, almost as if he could get that word to disappear entirely.
When Booth arrived at the feminine napkin isle, he squinted. Yes, ladies and gentleman, Seely Booth squinted.
There were several different sizes, and brands. Some claiming that they had all night protection, and some were for sports. Booth considered those would be useful for fieldwork. Booth reached for his phone, before internally slapping himself. Of course, he left it on Bones' Coffee table. That's just awesome.
"Bones?" Booth whisper-yelled, walking through the front door. "You up?"
"I'm right here Booth." Brennan's voice sounded from the couch, right before her head popped up. Booth smiled. Her bed head and flushed skin looked way too beautiful. He sat all of her groceries on the kitchen counter, before heading into the bathroom. It wasn't too long before you could hear growing laughter from the kitchen.
Booth hurriedly washed his hands and walked out, wearing his own, but less attractive flushed face.
"Booth" Brennan tried to get out, before laying her head in her arms on the counter. "Booth, what am I going to do with all of these?" Booth, without a cellphone or any idea as to what tampons to get, grabbed one of ever kind. Yeah, he got a LOT of strange looks from the cashier.
"Bones, you can't just say tampons! Do you even know how many kinds there are?" Brennan tried not to laugh as she counted up what was before her. "Nevermind." He grumbled. She grabbed a single box, walked into the bathroom, and placed them under her sink.
"Booth, you need to take those back." She chuckled, grabbed a gingerale from the fridge, and walked to her bedroom, closing the door behind her.
Yeah, they had a field day at customer service.