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Crashing through the snow
In a one horse open sleigh
O'er the cliff we go
Shreiking all the way
Bells and sirens ring
Marking where we crashed
They put us in intensive care
They don't think we will last
Jingle bells, funeral bells,
ringing all the way
Oh what fools we were to ride
in that one horse open sleigh
Jingle bells, funeral bells,
ringing all the way
Oh what fools we were to ride
in that one horse open sleigh

-Crashing Thru The Snow

Ten A.M. Saturday, December 23rd

Angela groaned at the squeaking and squealing that was coming from another room, she growled and burrowed farther into the warm fluffy Hodgins…mmm warm. No matter how hard she tried to ignore them, the noises just kept getting worse, and Angela was not in the mood, even though she was still half asleep her brain was sloshing around at the harsh sounds.

Hodgins set bolt upright, making Angela slide off him, "Purple people eater!"

Zack opened his eyes and stared at his friend, "Hmmm…where's Dr. Brennan?"

That made Angela sit up and look around in the dim light, "Tempe? Sweetie?"

Jack rubbed a hand through his hair, "Booth's gone too."

Angela squealed and immediately regretted it while Hodgins and Zack winced, "Ooh, it finally happened!"

Angela's eyes fell as two surprisingly chipper people stepped through the door, "Where were you two?"

Bones just shrugged her shoulders, "Needed some water after al that liquid like stuff last night."

Booth ran a hand through his hair and fell onto the couch, dragging Bones down next to him, "We're still stuck in here…we're going to need something to do or I might just off all of you."

Jack nodded, "Right…here's the plan, Advil, Advil, and more Advil."

Booth traded glances with Bones, "We couldn't find any. If you still need help with that hangover, I know something my brother taught me."

Angela cocked her head, "And that is?"

Booth inhaled, "It's not something I can tell you, its something I'd have to do."

Zack was standing wrapped up in a blanket. Trying to stagger over to the couch…he barely made it before he collapsed face down.

Jack threw off his covers, "Alright Booth lets do this thing."

Booth smiled and clapped the shorter man on the back, "Okay, come on. Booth rushed out the doors and unbolted the front door, luckily the stoop was pretty clear of snow, and she stepped outside, "Jack!"

The bug man stood in the doorframe, "Dude, its cold!"

Booth just grabbed his arm and assisted him into the white snow and followed him in, rubbing snow into his face. After a while he sighed and sat back, Jack just moved his arms lazily. Zack, Angela, and Bones were standing in the doorway, amused smiled on their faces.

Booth jumped back inside, shaking off the snow he had accumulated by both rolling around in it and the flakes still coming down, "I haven't gotten to white wash someone in years. Zack, want a turn?"

The younger man shook his head quickly, "No…I don't feel so good."

Angela giggled softly, "So, I don't know about the rest of you, but I feel like taking a nice hot shower and then playing a game or two."

Booth's eyes lit up, "Hodgins, you have Clue?"

The squint rolled his eyes, "Duh!"

The smile widened, "I think it's time for Bones to have her first lesson in murder…in the conservatory."

Angela just yawned and walked further inside, ignoring the insane people she was trapped with.

Jack jumped up from his snow---angel? Dodging inside he pushed past Booth and Zack and towards the stairs, "I call second!"

Booth just rolled his eyes and closed the door, "So Bones, ready to get down and play some dirty games?"

"How are they dirty?"

"Well…with the murder and all…forget it Bones."

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Hehe I had a bit of fun with this chappie…hope you all enjoyed.