Author notes:
It's very rare that I actually write up a story on an idea, and I am glad that I did this time.
Thank you for the reviews, you only realise how much they motivate a writer until you experience it yourself. Hopefully you guys won't be disappointed with this next chapter.
Beep, beep, beep. The familiar noise drummed through Brennan's ears and she groggily lifted herself up out of bed and slammed her fist on the button of the alarm clock to make it hush from that infernal sound that always managed to ruin her dreams on a daily bases.
She rubbed her eyes rapidly when she caught a glimpse of the time displayed on the digital alarm.
"Ten o'clock…" she mumbled to herself. "Oh shit" She raced to the bathroom turned on the shower. Angela was picking her up at 12 so she only had two hours to get ready. Normally she could get ready within half hour for a normal day but this day she had to make an effort. Firstly she had to get showered, shave her legs, moisturize, curl her hair, apply make up, sort out what to put in her miniscule bag for the evening and squeeze into that outfit all within two hours.
Time flew by and whilst applying the finishing touches to her make up, she heard the screeching wheels of Angela's car as she pulled up into the drive way.
She opened the door to let Angela into her apartment, who was dressed as an angel. Her white dress stopped just above her knees, and it took the shape of her body unlike Brennan's where the bottom part was puffed out. She had three inch white heels on with little feathery wings strapped on either side. She also had a medium sized pair of soft feathery wings strapped on her back, and a fluffy white halo above her head.
"Wow Ange, you look amazing" Brennan smiled and greeted her best friend with a hug.
"Well it was either this or the typical angel ones that look like you're wearing your grandmas' curtains" she sniggered.
Brennan thought about it for a moment, and then a look of sheer horror appeared on her face as she imagined her dressed up like that. It was almost like giving Angela a nun costume to put on; it was never going to happen. "You definitely made the right choice then" was all she had to say.
"Sweetie I hoped we'd be leaving by now, what else do you need to do?" Angela sighed and crossed her arms while Brennan was dawdling around the room like she had all the time in the world.
"I need to choose carefully what to put in my purse… god these things can barely hold a cell phone" Brennan bit her lip and eyed the bag distastefully.
"Brennan dear this is a party, not work; all you need is a phone, keys to your apartment, perhaps some breath mints, perfume, emergency money and you're good to go" Angela grabbed the items off her table and stuffed them into the bag. She tilted her head and studied Brennan.
"Uh what's wrong... Do I have something on my face?" Brennan said when she saw Angela's eyes fixated on her. She trotted to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, pulling a confused look when she saw that there was nothing wrong.
Angela followed her to the bathroom, with her bag wide open, sifting through some of the make up she took out with her to parties incase she had to fix up in the bathrooms. She pulled out a pencil of white eyeliner and walked forwards Brennan.
"Why do I need that?" she questioned her friend's motives before allowing her to just get on with whatever fixing need to be made.
"It will go with your outfit, I mean hello 'winter wonderland' is the party and white says it all. I'm guessing you've never tried other shades apart from black, and now is the time to start adapting and making room for little changes" Angela explained, just finishing outlining the eye in white and making a little flick on either side. It outlined the thin line of black eyeliner and surprisingly to Brennan it looked rather good.
"Such a little change can do so much" Angela smiled as she stepped back to admire her work.
"Thanks" Brennan smiled faintly, and followed lead as Angela grabbed both of their purses, locked the door and made their way to the car. Angela's words of wisdom rang through her ears. Had she always been that stubborn to keep things as they were, scared that a change wouldn't ever be for the best? She considered her point, but allowing herself to accept changes with open arms is easier said than done.
After about twenty minutes of driving Angela spotted the destination which she had been given the address to. She had never seen it before but she surely was impressed. The building was in fact a massive hotel that looked glamorous on the outside, with a number of men dressed in uniform standing at the front. From what she could see, they would be having their party in the grand hall of the hotel, and judging by the size of the place this 'grand hall' would be immensely large. One of the men in uniform came up to the driver's window and offered to drive the car to the parking lot rather than having the women walk their way back. Angela handed over the keys and thanked him, making her way to the entrance with Brennan not too far behind her.
A pair of guards at the front opened the doors for the pair and bowed their head slightly. I could get used to this Angela thought, and thanked the both of them. They didn't have far to walk to find the hall since the place was streaming of people in costumes hovering inside the hall and around the corridor outside.
"We're later than I thought" Angela muttered, eyes darting around to see if she could find anyone, mainly Hodgins or Booth.
"Oh sorry" Brennan murmured not looking at Angela. There were so many people from the Jeffersonian there; she didn't even recognise half of them mainly because she spent her time in the lab, and there were much more people behind the scenes of the Jeffersonian than she had thought. Forgetting the people, she took the time to look upon the scene that she was entering.
The walls were a light blue colour and had white shaped borders along the bottom, a few inches tall which made it look like snow. The hotel must have done all this just for the party tonight she thought. There were paper snowflakes hung on the pure white ceiling and surprisingly it didn't look tacky like the paper snowflakes children usually make in school - It actually gave it the effect that it was snowing inside. There were many tables to one side of the room, dressed with white shimmering table clothes accompanied by heaps of plates full of a variety of foods ranging from sweet and savoury. There were chairs around the table and against the wall but there certainly wasn't enough for even half of the people there to sit down. There was also a DJ tucked away in the corner of the room which allowed the rest of the room to be used as a dance floor.
The white carpet was thick and it looked as if someone had sprinkled silvery glitter everywhere which gave it a nice effect. There were stands placed around the room that actually looked like mounds of snow, though it was probably made out of a light weight material that had been carved, covered in some sort of paint and sprinkled with white and pink glitter even though real snow doesn't sparkle like that. Also accompanied next to the stands were plastic candy canes that appeared to be around four foot tall, with massive red bows tied at the top. The strobe lights in the room shone on the plastic and it actually made the candy canes look edible.
"Hey Bren, lets make our entrance now" Angela whispered, which caught Brennan by surprise when she noticed how close she had been next to her and had not been aware of it, meaning she was off on 'planet Brennan' again.
With a deep breath, Brennan walked beside her best friend and had synchronized their footsteps. A lot of the people dancing had slowly stopped and just stared, a few of the men earning an impatient nudge in the ribs from their female dance partners.
Brennan noticed the many stares they received as they carried on walking, but she knew Angela was lapping up the attention and scarily enough it also made her feel somewhat good in a way too even though it was quite nerve wracking.
Booth was leaning against the wall sipping his glass of white bubbly wine when he noticed how drastically the atmosphere had changed, and his instincts kicked in to go over and find out what exactly it was.
Meanwhile Brennan and Angela had found hodgins and the pair were talking to him, well more so Angela who dived in for a hug and kiss from him.
"Joseph?" Angela smirked and raised one eyebrow. Indeed, Hodgins was wearing a Joseph outfit which was rather unexpected of him.
"If that's what you think of mine, then wait till you see Zacks" Hodgins laughed as he spotted Zack across the room in his reindeer costume talking to a young woman.
"Well you're from the same story right, Joseph and the angel, although it would have been more sense if you'd dressed as Mary…" Brennan started rambling, but only stopped when she saw Hodgins looking at her with a big smile
"I must say you look pretty hot tonight" He looked her up and down once more before averting his eyes quickly back to Angela incase she took it in the wrong way.
"Why thank you" Brennan stammered. She'd never received that sort of commentary from him before.
The trio were about to form a circle to engage conversation, with Brennan being more so at the back at that moment. Booth spotted her head since she was just behind Angela so he made his way across the floor to greet them.
"Speaking of hot, here comes your toy soldier" Angela winked and motioned Brennan to look her way by tilting her head slightly as a gesture.
There he was, walking towards them in what could be described as a toy soldier costume. He wore a long sleeved red shirt which took his chest shape. The shirt had thin gold lining going across the chest. He wore thin gold shoulder pads that were just the right size, since he didn't want overly large ones that made his shoulder look obscenely large and out of proportion. He wore white trousers as well as white gloves. His shoes were pure black and polished. He wasn't wearing the hat, which may have been a good choice since his hair was one of his best features. The man looked flawless; he seemed so perfect as if he was actually a toy soldier that had been created out of perfection.
Brennan was too busy studying his attire to tell Angela off who was ushering Hodgins to move over a few metres to let Brennan and Booth greet each other. She was also nosey and wanted to see his exact reaction.
Now that Angela and Hodgins had moved out of the way, Booth got his first glimpse of what Brennan was wearing, and there he was standing in front of her, speechless.
Author Notes:
Heh decided to stop it there. I'm out for most of the day tomorrow but I'll be thinking of scenarios all day to see if I can make this story longer or if it is best left short and simple.
I've been playing the scenes out in my head, and I hope I have stayed in character.
Oh and hopefully the description of the place came out alright. I just imagined how my dream Christmas hall would look like and I came up with that.
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