Thank you for the incredible response to this story. It's been a lot of fun writing it, and I hope that the enthusiasm continues unabated. Here is the opening of Day Two of the dreaded quarantine. I hope you enjoy it!
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Day Two
Booth groaned as the alarm began buzzing close to his ear. The whole night had been a disaster. Bones had been serious about the while social distancing stuff in the bedroom! She'd actually had them in individual sleeping bags so there would be no chance of any stray fondling and fiddling with each other! He slowly opened his eyes and then they shot open when he read 4:45 on the clock! Who the Hell had set his alarm for that thoroughly disgusting hour? Before he had a chance to lay any blame, he heard Bone's voice.
"Time for you to get up, Booth," she said from her own sleeping bag. "It's your turn to cook breakfast before lessons this morning. A full menu is on the counter by the refrigerator."
"Menu?" he said rather loudly. "Who the Hell volunteered me for KP?"
"Christine and Hank," Bones said sleepily as she turned to get a little more sleep. "They wanted it to be a surprise."
"Dad! It's time to make breakfast!" he heard his daughter call out from the hall.
He added never volunteering Daddy for anything to the long list of subjects to be discussing with his kids as he dutifully, yet darkly, got out of his sleeping bag, got on his sweats, and trudged out into the house to begin making breakfast. This whole quarantine sucked!
When he got into the kitchen, he saw his two little "Angels" fully dressed, sitting at the counter ready to face the day. He bit back the rather off-color comment that he would have let loose if it were anyone else. Grumbling, he went over and picked up the menu Bone shad mentioned as he flicked on the coffee maker to get some caffeine into his system. Looking at the menu he noticed something. It was all VEGAN! Well, that was not going to happen on his watch! Opening the refrigerator, he looked for a nice steak for some steak and eggs for himself. He'd get some fruit cups for the kids and he would eat like a real man! Unfortunately, that didn't go as planned.
"Where are my steaks?" he demanded as he kept rummaging.
"Mom donated all the meat in the house to the neighborhood homeless kitchen," Christine explained.
"She did what?" he practically shouted in horror.
"I read an article on the need for a healthy diet to possibly improve a person's immune system and showed it to Mom," Christine said calmly. "Meat doesn't really qualify as a healthy diet the way you eat it, Dad."
"And just when did she make this donation?" he asked, trying to keep calm in the face of this horrific, apocalyptic calamity.
"When you were helping me and Hank with our math problems yesterday," Christine told him honestly.
Booth was fuming. He'd thrown his all into helping with their math as it got him a short reprieve from all those disgusting images and descriptions in the defleshing textbook. Bones, the little sneak, had obviously taken advantage of that! He took a moment and checked the pantry and discovered that she'd even gotten rid of all the canned meats that he used, like SPAM which he loved on toast. He was now living in a meatless quarantine environment! Hacker was definitely going to be having a visit from him when this mess was over with!
A couple of hours later Hodgins and Billy were working up the courage to dig into another gastronomic delight of liver and onions courtesy of the Army's finest. Neither had slept well on the military issue racks that Hodgins had furnished his emergency shelter with, and all day they had had nothing to look at but each other and a whole wall covered with stacked boxes of the wretched MRE's that Hodgins had been screwed over on. He was prepared to swear under oath that liver and onions had most definitely NOT been on the purchase order! But what does he get? Sixty boxes of nothing but liver and onion MRE's! Of course, he hadn't bothered to look inside the boxes when they'd arrived, so part of this disaster was his fault, but he had never expected to have to use the damn things!
"Ready for breakfast, Billy?" he asked, though his voice sounded as if he was gaging on the word "breakfast." He had always liked liver in the past, but after this experience he was sure that he would never again even allow the stuff within a mile of him!
"I've got my breakfast right here," Billy drawled as he took a bottle of tequila from his bag that he had with him.
Hodgins gulped. This was going to be a horrible day!
A/N: Another short chapter to have some fun to start Day Two. I hope you all enjoyed this one. Gregg.