Here is the second part of the mini-arc I mentioned in the last chapter. It combines how I had a virtual Easter dinner with various members of my family with the Easter that I am going to have for Bones and friends. I hope you enjoy it. Gregg
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Day 3, Cont.
Angela spent some time wondering how she would make it up to Hodgie for the liver and onion feasting he'd been forced to endure. The thing that was confusing was that in all his many text messages to her demanding to be allowed to hunker down in the Man Cave, he'd never mentioned anything about being stuck with those horrid MRE's. Granted, she hadn't asked him how he was liking all of the very high-quality meals she'd been sending down to him and her father, but Hodgie could have at least mentioned something. Couldn't he? And then there was her father. Sometimes he really pissed her off! You would think after all the years of marriage to Hodgie the man would have accepted her husband by now and quit torturing him every chance he got. But, no! Her dad, the famous rock star, had to do things his way, and that devilishly mercurial mind of his apparently knew no bounds. She had a sinking feeling that Hodgie was in for some more tattoos after all this was over with, so she needed to do something that would let her father know that she was going to be nailing his hide to the wall for all the BS.
After letting her frustration simmer for a bit, she had an idea. It would kill two birds with one stone. Why not have a virtual Easter diner with all their close friends? Everyone having the same meal and meeting together on ZOOM to eat at the same time and enjoy each other's company. It was perfect! She also had the perfect way to get back at what her father had done to Hodgie. Smiling, she began to put everything into motion.
Booth was looking at his phone in horror and confusion. He'd finally managed to get ahold of Aubrey after trying all morning after calling Angela, and now the little turd told him he was sorry, but he'd been already been given instructions on what to bring for the Booth-Brennan household Easter feast. Aubrey, the little traitor, had even said that the menu was classified and that he'd been informed that Booth didn't have the need to know! This was the Easter feast they were messing with and he wanted his meat! He knew damn well if Bones was involved with creating the menu, or, Heaven forbid, his daughter, then he would be stuck with Tofu turkey! Just the thought made him want to hurl!
"Bones?" he called out. He was alone in the Man Cave at the moment now that the kids were on a break from all that hard work of watching movies.
"Yes?" came the voice he knew so well.
"What's this BS about my Easter feast already arranged and that I don't have the need to know what's on the menu?" he demanded.
"Angela has arranged a surprise for everyone's Easter dinner," Bones told him, loving the sudden look of horror on his face. Booth was so easy to get worked up over the most basic of things.
"I am NOT eating liver and onions to be a good sport and so Hodgins doesn't feel bad," he said firmly, wanting his views up front and center. NO WAY was he going to choke down that stuff for Easter!
"Actually, liver is very nutritious and beneficial in terms of health," Bones pointed out.
"And it tastes horrible!" Booth replied. He'd never cared for liver, and he would never understand how Pops had loved the stuff! "I want a real meal, Bones. None of that Vegan or vegetarian stuff. I want turkey, or ham, or prime rib, or fried chicken and all of the trimmings. It's one of the two most important holidays in Christianity, and I want to show my appreciation for Christ's sacrifice by having one seriously top-notch meal!"
"I thought that the Easter season was about sacrifice in honor of Jesus' Atoning Sacrifice," Bones observed curiously, wondering how such a meal as Booth had described could be looked at as a personal sacrifice.
"Liver is not a sacrifice, Bones," he said patiently. "It's torture of the taste buds, pure and simple. I don't think torture is a sacrifice, especially as I don't see people lining up to have a chat with their friendly neighborhood torture specialist. I'm already giving up sports and all the fun we could be having because of all this quarantine stuff."
"Somehow I think Mitch would disagree," Bones said as she walked out of the Man Cave, chuckling.
"Mitch doesn't get a vote," Booth said firmly, as he knew which side Mitch would come down on when it came to a disagreement between himself and Bones over the meal. He would have to remind Mitch of his notarized promise to never jump ship when it comes to believing in God.
Meanwhile Hodgins was eagerly awaiting a glorious meal since Angie had let him know that a full-on feast was being prepared for him and Billy. He'd rather have the sadistic psycho sucking a lemon for his dinner, but he wasn't going to complain as long as he himself got to eat real food instead of liver and onion MRE's! He was going to sue the ass off of the freak who sent him all those boxes of nothing but liver and onion MRE's! Yes, things were finally beginning to look up for Hodgins. He smiled as he turned on his large screen television and called up a show that he knew that Billy would despise. It was his own personal Man Cave, after all!
A/N: Next up, the dinner. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I hope to have the dinner chapter done by Tuesday morning, or afternoon. Have a great day, everyone, and stay safe. Gregg