Comfort Zones

AN: Thanks to all my reviewers. Merry Christmas.

"Comfort zones are most often expanded through discomfort." -Fortune cookie.

As the session with Sweets dragged on, sighs escaped and feet tapped with impatience. Bodies shifted repeatedly into more comfortable positions only to showcase their discomfort.

"What do you guys think?" Sweets interjected, having just finished off his train of thought. Twin pairs of eyes snapped up to him, as though just realizing that he had been speaking. Which was likely.

Sweets fought the rather intense urge to roll his eyes and punch a wall. "About what I've been suggesting you try. What do you guys think?" Blank stares. "You are both clearly and frequently uncomfortable…"

"Which this chair does not help." Explained Booth.

"I concur." Brennan added. Sweets continued as though he had not heard them, delighting in the twin forehead creases and frowns he evoked in the pair.

"And since you two are often and frequently uncomfortable, I say we expand your comfort zones." He concluded.

"How the hell are we supposed to do that?" Booth asserted while Dr. Brennan pondered silently.

"Do things you wouldn't normally do. Here's the list." Sweets handed them the two sheets.

"Wow! Look at the time. Let's grab a bite Bones!" Booth and Bones made a mad dash to the exit, leaving Sweets wandering why he didn't drink hard liquor.

Later at the diner, Booth sat worshipping a decadent cheeseburger and she ate a salad, occasionally snatching one of his fries.

"Trade and read?" Booth suggested, sliding his list forward. She slid hers and they snatched the offending lists.

"Ladies first." He offered. She rolled her eyes, but thankfully didn't begin to lecture on the "sexism" of the statement.

"On expanding Agent Booth's comfort zone." She said the last two words as though they were filthy,

"The following would be beneficial. 1. Wear less garments designed for self expression and asserting independence. I.e.; cocky belt buckle, flashy socks and ties, etc."

"Oh no way!" Exclaimed Booth rather loudly.

"2. Carrying on a holiday tradition without religious conations. Ideas: Baking, crafting, Etc and lastly do an activity that threatens masculinity: examples: Visit a store with predominately feminine products or watch a 'chick flick'"

"I will kill him." Booth promised, " As for yours: 1. Encourage something positive that is not factual , like Santa or a fictional Christmas movie. 2. Spend time with someone not at your intelligence level and bond. 3. Buy a Christmas gift for someone you normally would not."

"I'll help you kill him." She offered.

"Let's just get this damn thing over with. Let's get two bird with one stone. Meet me at seven tomorrow night."

"Seven."

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