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The holly green, the ivy green

The prettiest picture you've ever seen

Is Christmas in Killarney

With all of the folks at home

It's nice, you know, to kiss your beau

While cuddling under the mistletoe

And Santa Claus you know, of course

Is one of the boys from home

- Christmas In Killarney

Three A.M. Saturday, December 23rd

Zack walked back into the den with the bag of marshmallows, Hershey bars, and graham crackers. Booth and Jack were stoking the fire, and Bones and Angela were covered by layers of blankets. Booth watched as their friend walked into the room, Temperance was suffering from slight drunkenness, so she allowed Angela to pull her up and over to Zack.

Angela exchanged a glance with her and both planted kisses on his cheeks. When they pulled away, he was blushing and they had drawn the attention of the other two males.

Hodgins frowned, "I'm starting to realize something…you've all gotten to kiss someone under the mistletoe, except for me!"

Angela nodded, "Okay, well then fix it."

Jack stood up and licked his lips, "Maybe I will."

He moved across the distance towards Angela and was scant inches from her when he spun and grabbed Tempe, pulling her close and devouring her mouth.

Angela stared in shock…she couldn't even make a sound.

Booth however, could, "Hey! That isn't fair! You can't mack on my Mrs. Claus! Besides, Jack, you can't have two girls. That would leave me with Zack…and I seem to remember that you are entangled with him and Angela, so that should leave me with the Princess."

Jack still hadn't let go of Bones, and she belatedly pushed him away, breathlessly, "Hey, we've been over this…"

Jack waggled his eyebrows at her, "Doesn't mean I plan to keep the Jack Love all to myself. I think it would be mean not to share it with the world."

Zack set down the fixings for smores and his nose wrinkled up, "Can I not be included in that 'The World'?"

Booth raised his hand, "I second that. Looks like the brain-trust is finally speaking my language," he moved over to where Bones stood, still stunned, "You going to be okay Bones?"

"Huh, oh, yes. I'm fine."

"Hmm, I was almost afraid I would have to get inappropriately violent and steal you away from the evil man who has you locked away in a tower."

"What?"

Booth just rolled his eyes and wrapped and arm around her waist, "Nothing Bones, nothing at all. So what did you get me for Christmas?"

Angela squealed, "Presents! I almost totally forgot! We'll do them after smores. Tempe, I got you the best present ever!"

"Um, thank you?"

Angela rolled her eyes, "Don't thank me yet…but you will."

Booth grabbed a chocolate bar off the couch and peeled the wrapper off, "I don't know, I got her something really good. Come on Bones, want some delicious, melty chocolate?"

He waved the bar in front of her and danced backwards as she tried to grab his wrist. Tempe backed him against the couch and they both toppled backwards, ignoring Angela's squeals, Zack's questions about the health of pure sugar marshmallowy goodness, and Jack's cheering.

Booth attempted to keep the chocolate out of the reach of the forensic anthropologist that was lying on top of him, the anthropologist he could feel every inch of and vice versa.

Bones grabbed his wrist and brought it towards her mouth, taking a bite, "Mmm, want some Booth?"

Booth swallowed, wondering just how hard he would get hit if he took the chocolate directly from her lips…

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A bit of fluffy goodness for that holiday dry spell I happen to be going through….its the middle of the month and its just getting boring…but not this story! Leave any fluffy ideas you have..and review as always!