A/N: thanx for the reviews, i luv to be luvd!!! (hugs) yay!!! haha!
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"I don't know Bones, what do you wanna do first?" Booth winked at Brennan suggestively.
"I'm hungry." Booth smiled, catching the double meaning Brennan's smirk suggested.
"Me too. How bouts I make us some dinner?"
"Okay, what are we having?"
Booth rolled his eyes. "Did you forget Piggly Wiggly already?"
"No, the pig was wearing a shirt."
"Yeah Bones, that's great. Now I am gonna make me a hamburger, and you a salad" Booth's nose wrinkled in disgust at the last word.
"Just because I am healthier than you are..."
"Whatever, Get the meat out." Booth began cooking the patties, the french fries, and got the buns out.
"Bones, your missing out on the bun decorating!"
"The what?" Brennan asked flatly.
"Bun decorating! You know, drawing happy faces, sad faces, dead faces...whatever!"
"That sounds like a preemptive action towards cannibalism."
"What? Bones, get real. Five year old kids do it. It's fun!" He wave a bun in front of her face. "Come on Bones, you know you wanna try..."
"Fine!" She grabbed the bun and the ketchup, and gave him a mischevious look. "I'll draw a face..."
"That's the spirit Bones!"
"If I get to choose the next activity!"
"What are we Bones, five? Sure you can choose the next activity...just don't make it reading those books about dead rotting corpses."
"Okay, deal."
The two set at out-doing each other in bun-decorating. Once the fries and patties were cooked, Booth looked at the buns and laughed. Brennan had drawn a picture of a girl reading a book from which a butterfly flew out of the pages. "Nice use of lettuce Bones. Really nice."
"Thanks Booth, and might I add, I never saw a tomato that looked so much like a sword before."
"Well that's because you have never seen me decorate a bun. I have serious skill Bones, you can't deny it." Booth smiled proudly down at the picture he had created of a man fighting off a dragon.
Brennan sighed. "Yes, Booth. I must admit, you have better decorating skills than I do. That's because you are very in touch with your feminine side."
"Bones, I am not feminine, okay? Just a normal, sensitive human being. Learn from me."
"I did, next time I decorate a bun, I will implement the tomato sword."
"Whoa! Hey, no one can do the tomato sword except for me. Got it?"
"Yessir." Brennan smiled. "Can we eat now?"
"Sure." Booth grabbed his plate pulled Bones to the table. He smiled, remembering the macaroni and cheese Brennan had made for him a couple of months ago. "I should've had you make mac n' cheese."
Brennan blushed softly. "I'll make it next time."
They sat down at the table, Booth struggling with his left hand, Brennan laughing at him.
"Bones, I don't think it's funny to laugh at someone when they are having a hard time doing something."
"Well, I don't think it's nice to handcuff innocent people to some crazy pair of cuffs that got stuck."
"Touche Bones."
"We aren't fencing."
"It means-you know what? Why don't we just enjoy our meal."
"We forgot drinks."
Booth sighed. "Come on, let's go." They walked back into the kitchen and rummaged through the fridge until they found two beers. Walking back to their seats, Booth smiled at Brennan.
"Thought of what you wanna do after dinner?"
Brennan smirked, nodding, "Yes, but let's not talk about it until after dinner."
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Okay, so i actually got writer's block on this thing, but it turned out better than i thought it would, and sorry its so short!! the next one will be long i promise!!
