Ok, I have read several very interesting Christmas stories lately and I thought I would give it a try.
I don't own Bones. If I did, we would have had a Christmas episode this year. They're my favorite Bones episodes.
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Brennan had been in the kitchen, making some oatmeal for breakfast, when she heard Booth call out for her.
"Hey Bones," Booth yelled from the bedroom, "you got a minute?"
Curious, Brennan left the kitchen and went in to the bedroom. Walking into their room, she saw Booth standing in front of the bed. Looking down she saw that he was wearing red boxers. The boxers had little Christmas tree icons printed on them. Looking further down, she saw he was wearing navy sox with candy canes printed on them.
Clearing his throat, Booth exclaimed, "Hey, eyes up here. I need you to look at these ties. I'm going to be wearing my navy suit today. Which tie do you think I should wear? The navy tie with the little Santa's or the red tie with the little wreaths."
Puzzled, Brennan asked, "Why don't you wear your navy tie with the light blue stripe? It's very attractive."
Shaking his head, Booth explained, "It's Christmas Eve, Bones. We're going to the Jeffersonian Christmas party this afternoon. I have to look seasonal."
Shaking her head, Brennan asked, "And you have to wear one of those ties?"
Nodding his head, Booth smiled, "Of course. My other Christmas ties won't go with my navy suit."
Cocking her head, Brennan stared at the proffered ties, "And these do?"
Getting exasperated, Booth exclaimed, "Of course. They're both perfect. I just can't make up my mind which one I want to wear, that's all."
Shaking her head, Brennan pointed to the red tie. It seemed the least ridiculous looking to her.
Smiling, Booth nodded his head, "Yeah, your right. The red tie will match my underwear. Good choice Bones."
Frowning, Brennan asked, "Why do you care if your tie matches your underwear? The only one allowed to see your Christmas underwear is me."
Giving Brennan his charm smile, Booth answered, "You never know, Bones. Remember the time that Hodgins got us quarantined in the Lab and everyone saw my Christmas underwear when I got that shot? Considering that we're going to be partying with Hodgins again, anything is possible. My underwear could be under inspection again; so at least this time, I'll be color coordinated."
"If anyone is giving you a shot this time, it will be me." Brennan explained. "No one is allowed to see your Christmas underwear except me."
"Oh yeah?" Booth asked. "Is this some new rule? If no one is allowed to see my Christmas underwear except you, then no one is allowed to see your Christmas underwear except me."
Shaking her head, Brennan replied, "I don't have any Christmas underwear so that won't be a problem."
Laughing, Booth leaned down and picked up a bag that had been laying next to the bed. Handing it too her, Booth asked, "Want to bet?"
Taking the bag into her hands, Brennan opened the bag and looked in it. Shocked, she saw a pair of red panties and a red bra. Both had little mistletoe plants printed all over them.
"Just remember, Bones," Booth smiled, "I'm the only one that gets to kiss you under the mistletoe."
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Thank you. Thank you reading my little story.