Whatever happened to Friday night? I spent it watching various movies and writing this! I have no idea what you'll think, I've never written-or read- something where the main character breaks in to song... but I tried to make that happen! Also, this is another chapter with a questionable rating... I tried to keep it PG-13, but I ma have gone a little too far. Anyways, enjoy!

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"Hey guys!" Angela had wandered in to see who was at the door. "Nice costumes!" she looked at Booth with intent. "Very nice." she circled him. "Very. Nice."

Finally, Hodgins had to pull her away.

"I didn't make him for YOU!" he exclaimed with mock agitation. Brennan stifled a snicker. She finally noticed Angela's costume.

She was dressed as a mother kangaroo, complete with a baby kangaroo in the pouch. Her baby bump was showing slightly, making the whole thing seem more realistic.

"I like your costume, Ange. It's a very good costume for an expectant mother." Brennan observed.

"Aww thanks sweetie! Why don't you guys come in!" Brennan stepped eagerly inside the large entryway and made her way towards the large common room where she could see people. She found Cam and Michelle, dressed as mother-and-daughter witches, who were talking to Wendell, who was costumed in his finest vampire wear. Booth, however lingered by the door. He watched as his "date" disappeared in to the party, soon followed by Angela. He heard the door close behind him and turned around to find Hodgins still there with him.

"How'd we get the bad end of this, dude?" Hodgins said. "Have we both lost our sanity? I mean, I'm standing here dressed like an insane transvestite alien scientist from the 1970's, and you're my sexual plaything." Booth snorted.

"No thanks, but I appreciate your offer." both men chuckled. Hodgins slipped out of the entryway, and soon returned with two glasses of scotch. He handed one to Booth, who eagerly took it.

"Hey Booth, I have a question for you."

"Yeah?"

"How in the HELL did Brennan get you to wear that?"

"Let's just say that she can be very persuasive." Hodgins' eyes widened.

"Dude, did you SLEEP with her?"

"NO! Why would I do that?"

"Well you said persuasive, so I just thought-" Hodgins was interrupted by his wife, who had noticed their absence.

"Hey guys! Come on! There's a party in here!" Sighing reluctantly, the two men followed her in to the common room, both men clutching their drinks tightly, knowing that they would need them to survive the evening.

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An hour after the partners' arrival, the party was in full-swing. There was talking and laughing and games. The couple had been greeted by a variety of friends: Clark and his girlfriend, dressed as nerds, Daisy and Sweets in their cow costume (Brennan found herself fighting back a tear or two, remembering when Zack had been a cow with Naomi from Paleontology), Wendell, who was dressed in a white under shirt, tight leather pants, a matching jacket, and had enough product in his hair to season a wok, in other words, a vampire. They also saw Vincent, who had come as a game show host, and Fisher, who seemed to be something from the fantasy world. They were then introduced to some artist friends of Angela's, one of them who was, even by Brennan's standard, very handsome.

Angela pulled Brennan aside. "Hey sweetie, can I set you up with him?" asking about the artist in question. Brennan glanced over at Booth, who was engaged in a conversation with Daisy and Sweets.

"I'm going to have to say no Angela."

"Why not, he's HOT!" Angela then noticed where Brennan was staring. "Is this because of Booth?"

"I know I can't lie to you, Angela, so I will tell you that it is." Angela smiled, she was getting somewhere. But it may just be because her friend was a little buzzed, considering she was holding what Angela had counted as her third drink. She smiled slyly.

"Are you two secretly dating then or something?"

"No, not really." Angela's expression fell a little bit, and Brennan noticed. "But we did kiss." Angela looked at her friend with wide eyes.

"What? When?"

"Well first last Friday, after we watched Rocky Horror. But he ended it. He was still dating Hannah then." Angela interrupted before she could say anything else.

"What do you mean 'was'?"

"He broke up with her a few nights ago, which happened to be the second time we kissed." Angela was really getting in to this.

"What happened then?"

"Well, he came to my apartment building at night, where I was swimming laps. Then he told me that he broke up with Hannah and... I just couldn't help myself. I kissed him." she smiled weakly at Angela who grinned back. "Anyways," said Brennan changing the topic, "How did you get Hodgins to dress like Frank N Furter?"

Angela smiled mischievously. "I ordered the costume online, then showed it to him. He complied, mostly because I think he knows what I would do to him if he didn't. he does seem kind of uncomfortable in it, though." she eyed Hodgins, who was standing awkwardly with Cam, talking about Michelle, who looked very busy with her conversation with Wendell the vampire. Eventually, Brennan's eyes went to seek out Booth again, who was still occupied with Daisy and Sweets.

He looks very handsome there, with his provocative costume. His blonde wig was a nice touch. I'm glad I talked him in to that. If I weren't a very rational woman, I might have slept with him a long time ago- Angela, who had noticed Brennan's staring, interrupted her thought.

"Sweetie, if you want to leave a little early, you're more than welcome." She smiled at her friend. Surprisingly, Brennan smiled back and walked across the room to Booth. Daisy was the first to greet her.

"Hey Doctor Brennan! How are you? You're costume is awesome!"

"Thank you Ms. Wick, but I would like to talk to Booth alone." Shrugging, Daisy and Sweets got back in to their cow formation, and meandered across the room to the drink table.

"Whatcha want, Bones?"

"Angela told me that if I wanted to, we could leave a little early." Brennan said with a smile. Taking the hint, Booth answered.

"I'll go get my keys."

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Brennan opened the door to her apartment. Booth followed her in.

"Why'd you want to leave early, Bones?" he said,closing the space between them.

"That's not really something I can say." her lips almost brushed his. "It's something I have to sing." Booth pulled away, puzzled. She just warmly smiled at him and took his hand.

"Just trust me."

I already do, baby. I always have. She pulled him from her doorway to her bedroom and shut the door, letting the scene be lit by the lights of the city. She sat down on the bed.

"I've never really done this before, so don't laugh." Booth snorted.

"What, had sex?" Booth teased. He was pretty sure that she had, but he was just making sure.

Brennan rolled her eyes. "No, sang to a man." Booth sat down beside her and put his arm around her.

"Well you're a great singer, just do what you can." she smiled warmly at him.

"Great, here it goes." she got up and stood in front of him.

"I was feeling done in... couldn't win. I'd only ever kissed before" Brennan took Booth's hands in hers. "I'd thought there's no use getting... in to heavy petting. It only leads to trouble and seat wetting" Brennan switched her position from in front of Booth to kneeling on the bed behind him, her arms wrapped around him. "Now all I want to know, is how to go, I've tasted blood and I want more!"

"More, more, more!" Booth chimed in

"I'll put up no resistance, I want to stay the distance, I've got an itch to scratch, I need

assistance!" Brennan shed her sweater and blouse, leaving her with only a bra on the top. She pressed her newly exposed skin to Booth's back. "Touch-a-touch-a-touch-a-touch me! I want to be dirty! Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me! Creature of the night!" Booth had become short of breath, but Brennan didn't seem to notice.

"Then if anything grows, while you pose, I'll oil you up and drop you down" Booth turned to face her and slid her skirt gently off her body, leaving her in not much more than he was wearing. He sang along:

"Down, down, down!"

"And that's just one small fraction, of the main attraction, you need a friendly hand,

and I need action! Touch-a-touch-a-touch-a-touch me," Brennan's hands wandered down Booth's stomach, and hooked in the waistband of his gold shorts. Booth felt himself suddenly become stiff. "I want to be dirty, thrill me, chill me, fulfill me! Creature of the niiiiiight!" Booth tried to help her out.

"Touch-a-touch-a-touch-a-touch me! I want to be dirty! Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me, creature of the night!"

"Oh touch-a-touch-a-touch-a-touch me! Oh, I want to be dirty! Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me! Creature of the night!" Brennan laid down on her bed, hair fanned out on her pillow. Booth crawled on top of her, and sang. Brennan closed her eyes and imagined.

"Creature of the night!" Booth.

"Creature... of the night?" Wendell.

"Creature... of the nigggh" Hodgins drawled.

"Creature of the niiight" Cam.

"Creature of the night" Sweets.

"Creature offf the niiight!" Angela.

"Creature of the night!" Booth.

"Creature of the night!" Brennan opened her eyes.

"That was wonderful." Booth whispered. Brennan's eyes sparkled in the light of the street lamps. He slid Brennan's bra strap off her shoulder.

"So, what happens next?" she asked, her hands curling around the waistband of his pants, tugging them down.

"I'll thrill you, baby. I'll thrill the hell out of you."

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