Naked Booth was cold. (Not that you could tell by looking at him.)
It was snowing. Snowing like the dickens, it was, and Naked Booth was cold.
"Brr…" Naked Booth said. "It's a little chilly out here."
Naked Bones looked him over. "Can't tell by looking at you." She replied, looking at the snow falling around them.
"It sure is snowing like the dickens." Naked Booth said.
"I don't know what that means." Naked Bones replied.
"Dickens… it means a lot."
"I'm pretty sure that's not what it means."
"Just be quiet and stand there looking pretty, Naked Bones." Naked Booth replied.
Naked Bones threw a snowball at Naked Booth (not a pretty sight, let me tell you.)
Naked Booth would have been furious if the snowball hadn't melted on impact (He's that hot, yes he is.)
"Oh your invisible friend, Booth!" Naked Bones exclaimed. "That snow melted on impact!"
"I am just that hot." (as if you had any doubt.)
"Omg! OMG! OMG!" Naked Angela exclaimed, running out into the snow. "Awkward! Awkward! AAAWWWWKWARRRRD!" She screeched incessantly until Naked Booth held his hand out to halt her.
"Halt!" Naked Booth exclaimed. "Stop squawking, and start talkin', sister." (He always talked like that when he was irritated…. Well, not really, but it sounded funny.)
"There is a gigantic snow storm coming our way!" Naked Angela exclaimed. "Wind, and snow and ice, and sleet!"
"Wind and snow, can blow." Naked Booth said with a shake of his Naked head. "Sleet and Ice… that's not nice…"
"That was really lame, Naked Booth." Naked Bones said.
"What do you know about lame, Naked Bones? You don't even know what that means…" Naked Booth started to say, when Naked Bones whipped a snowball at him, again melting it on contact. (with his hotness)
"I JUST THOUGHT OF SOMETHING!" Naked Angela exclaimed.
"And what was that?" Naked Booth asked. "And please stop screaming, you're hurting my Naked eardrums"
"You can stop the snowstorm with your Naked superpowers!" Angela exclaimed.
"How does she know about your Naked superpowers?" Naked Bones asked jealously.
"She doesn't." Naked Booth said. "She just ASSumes, I have Naked superpowers."
"Why would she ASSume, Naked Booth? Have you ever given her any reason to ASSume that you have Naked superpowers?"
"Hush, Naked Bones… I don't even know if I have the Naked power to stop this horrendous snowstorm. Where is my resume?"
"Is it in your fanny pack?" Naked Angela asked.
"HOW DOES SHE KNOW ABOUT YOUR FANNY PACK?" Naked Bones exclaimed.
"I ASSumed." Naked Angela said, as she Nakedly skipped off.
"Just get out my resume, Naked Bones." Naked Booth asked politely, tapping his Naked foot impatiently.
Naked Bones pulled his resume from the fanny pack. (Please don't ask where she keeps it.)
"Let's see… you are an FBI agent, a hottie, a sex god, hottie with a body, cutie with a bootie… a captain of a dinghy… can you really be captain of a dinghy?"
"I am captain of my dinghy." (And oh, what a captain he is.)
"Can you blow snow?"
"I'm not really into that kind of thing" Naked Booth replied . (I think the imagery might be getting a little out of hand here…)
"Well, I'm the best snow blower I know!" Naked Bones replied.
"Indeed you are." (yep… a little too far, I went…)
"Well, with my hotness, and your snow blowing… we can snow blow this snowstorm right out of town!" Naked Booth exclaimed.
"Okay Naked Booth… start your engine…"
"We're not in the car yet." Naked Booth replied.
"Well, okay… Let's get in the car… you can start the engine… and I'll start blowing!"
"You've got a deal, Naked Bones!" Naked Booth exclaimed as they ran Nakedly toward the SUV. (You know… they're going to need four wheel drive to get through that mess…)
And Naked Booth with his hotness, and Naked Bones on his tail… they took their bidness to the road… and there… they will prevail.
