I seriously believed it would be a while before another hilarious game popped into my mind, but thanks to my friends, I managed to come up with this one. (This is going to be a oneshot!!) For a real sequel to The games they shall play, I don't really know how long that will take, but meanwhile, you can enjoy this little story.

"Dang it, Hodgins!" Brennan growled as she took cover. "If I knew you sucked this bad, I would have asked Booth to be on my team."

She ducked as a flying white ball flung above her head.

"Hey, I never had snow growing up, okay!" Hodgins yelled as he picked up a snowball and threw it. "I had beaches, surfboards, and babes."

Brennan waited a minute and then slowly peeked up from the wall of snow. Booth and Angela were making ammo, and this was the perfect opportunity to let them have it.

"Hodgins, I think it's time to turn the tables. You tackle Booth, I'll tackle Angela."

He smiled, "You know that is cheating and they will call the game their win."

She grabbed a snowball and threw it in the air. "So, who cares if they win the battle? This is war!"

Brennan darted out of their snow trench and quickly ran over to Angela. "Hey, Ange?"

"What?" Angela asked as she looked up.

She winced as the snowball hit her right in the face. The stinging sensation of the snow caused Angela to fall backwards, knocking Booth down as well.

"THAT'S CHEATING!" Angela screamed.

Brennan backed up as Angela stood. "You have the count of five to run, and then I am going after you."

Brennan crossed her arms, "You wouldn't-"

"One, two…"

"I really suggest you run," Booth said as he got up from the ground.

Brennan looked at her best friend and then decided it was best to run. She quickly turned around.

"Five!"

Brennan screamed as Angela lunged for her. She quickly dodged and ran as fast as she could, hoping the safety of her trench would cause Angela to back off. She never made it. Angela knocked her down, and was on her. She screamed as Angela shoved her face into the snow.

"AHH! Stop, Ange!"

"NO!"

Booth and Hodgins watched as the two women rolled around in the snow, screaming at each other. Hodgins smirked as he crossed his arms.

"Where's the popcorn? This is so much better than pay-per-view."

Brennan winced as Angela flipped her over. She was now on her back, looking up at her pissed off friend.

"Get-off-me!"

"No!" Angela growled.

Brennan continued to fight, but it was no use. Angela would not budge. Finally after about five minutes of fighting, Brennan decided to save her strength and she quieted down. Her heavy breathing turned shallow as she stared up at her captor.

"Ange?"

"Yes?"

"Can you please get off me?"

Angela looked at the face that was giving her the lip. God, Brennan was cute. Her red hat with a butterfly almost covered her eyes. Her lip went down as far as it could go. Angela decided it was best to let her go.

"Alright, but you have to do one thing first."

"What is that?"

Angela pointed to the red welt that was on her forehead. "Kiss it."

Brennan nodded and then leaned up and kissed Angela on the forehead. "I'm sorry."

Angela grinned as she shoved Brennan back on the ground. "Apology accepted. Now, how about we join forces and get the boys?"

Brennan chuckled. "They don't have a snowballs chance to beat us."