A/N: Yet again I would like to thank
everyone who is reading my story and/or leaving feedback, I love you
all. I wrote this at my Nan's house where I had my laptop but no
internet access and for those of you who are wanting more than just a
bridge I am truly sorry for the inconvenience but look forward to
bigger things :
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This chapter is dedicated to my friend Taylor, I saw
her awhile ago and had a great time, miss you heaps Tay.
And I
would like to apologise for the huge delay, I have had writers block
for ages and didn't feel like writing.
Now enough of my
ramblings and on with the story!
-Saturday morning at Temperance Brennan's apartment-
Temperance Brennan enjoyed sleeping in on weekends that did not require her to work, one thing that she also hated was being disturbed while trying to sleep, one of her main disruptions was her best friend Angela Montenegro.
Tempe's cell phone started ringing, loudly.
"h..he..hello?"
"SWEETIE!"
She
checked the time '7:42 what the hell is she doing calling at this
hour?'
"Yes Angela?"
"Time to get up, we're going
shopping today"
Realisation hit her 'ugh shopping. Ugh
Jeffersonian FBI annual ball'
"Oh crud I forgot about that"
"I
had a feeling you would sweetie, hurry up I will pick you up in
fifteen minutes"
"So soon?"
"Yes that soon, we have a
lot to buy today"
"What makes you think I can afford
it?"
"You're a bestselling author Temperance Brennan you
can't hide from me"
"You're right. See you in fifteen"
It took Temperance a minute and a half exactly to drag herself out of bed and into the shower, another six minutes in the shower leaving her seven and a half minutes to get ready and eat breakfast if she had the time.
Back in her bedroom
Sifting through her wardrobe for a bit, she decided on a pair of bootleg jeans with a short sleeved black top and her brown trench coat. She ran back into the bathroom and dragged her hairbrush through her times just quickly, not bothering that her hair was wet and it was freezing outside. Back in her bedroom she was pulling on her boots as she heard a knock at the door.
"Sweetie, Angela calling"
Bones
jumped up with her left boot half done up and made her way down the
hallway stumbling once or twice and left to the front door, outside
presented a glamorous looking Angela to the land of Temperance
Brennan.
"Sweetie! Looking good"
Angela enveloped her in a brief hug and moved to her loungeroom.
"I got
coffee on my way here, didn't think you would have time to make
some"
"Thanks Ange and you assumption was correct"
"Well
finish getting your shoes on and lets go-anna"
"My name is not
Anna!"
"Expression, sweetie, chill"
"Ah I understand
now"
Angela and Temperance drove through the city only just getting stuck in mid morning rush hour traffic on the Beltway, finally parking outside the DC Mall and entering through the main entrance heading towards Tiza.
Inside Angela was busy flicking through the fancy dresses, finding ones that she liked and ones she made a disgusted face at and occasionally let out an "ewww" until Brennan startled her from her dress picking.
"Angela, I
think I have found the dress"
"Ohmygosh sweetie show
me"
Brennan emerged from the change rooms and that is when
Angela's face turned green.
"Sweetie..."
"What? Don't
you like it?"
"Just not on you, the red makes you look like a
hippo"
"ANGELA"
"Sorry sweetie but it looks horrid, try
this one instead"
"Wait, what is in that bag?"
"Oh this
one? Uh... nothing"
Angela handed her a beautiful violet spaghetti strap dress that was tight on the top half and came out around her hips with diamantes around the top and the bottom.
"Sweetie..."
"What?"
"You look
amazing"
"Thanks, I take it that this dress would be
considered "the one"?"
"Yes!!"
Angela squealed high
pitched which attracted many strange looks from other customers.
"Do
I buy it?"
"You would be stupid not to, let's go!!"
After purchasing the dress Angela and Temperance headed to Victoria's Secret.
"Angela?"
"Yes?"
"Why are we going to
Victoria's secret?"
"Because it's part of the
costume"
"Hardly, I am not going in my underwear"
"But
some people will see them if it all goes to plan and you need to look
sexy if so"
"What? Who?"
"Oh Booth of course"
"Wait,
we're just going to the ball, not having a sex date"
"Don't
be so sure miss don't-jump-to-conclusions"
"I. Am. Not.
Going. To. Have. Sex. With. Booth."
"Don't be so sure so
come on"
'Ergh, why did I agree to letting her take me
shopping?'
"Fine."
As they walked in there, Angela picked up a French maids outfit.
"Hey Brennan, fancy playing
dress up?"
"Not as a maid anyway"
"Ahh..."
"Well
are we going to get anything? I don't see anything I like"
"That's
why I snuck out when you were trying on clothes and already bought
you some"
"So that is what is in your bag"
"Yep!"
"You're
evil you know that"
"Evil proves good sweetie"
"Only in
your case"
"Can we go? My feet are hurting really
badly"
"Sure"
A/N: Review and tell me what you thought of it, suggestions most welcome!
