Chapter 48 Question
No Bones owned by anyone here.
"Dad, can I ask you something?" sixteen-year old Christine asked hesitantly, pulling on the end of her pony tail, in a gesture he'd seen Brennan do many times.
"Sure, Chrissy-cakes, you know you can always ask me anything, What's up?" Booth replied "Geez, she looks so much like Bones, she sounds like Bones, she even has the same mannerisms as Bones, I'm doubly blessed to have these two, like momma, like daughter. Whoever marries her someday better realize how lucky he is! Like maybe when she's 40!" he mused to himself.
"Dad?"
"Sorry, honey, it's just you look so much like your mom, and you've gotten so grown up, sometimes it just gets to me."
"Oh, Daddy…."
"So what'd ya need to know, punkin'?"
"There's a Sadie Hawkins Dance coming up, and I'd kind of like to ask Michael Vincent, because I'm not really dating any one yet, and he's my best friend; well my best friend who's not a girl…do you think that would be weird? I don't want to make him uncomfortable, or feel like he has to say yes, if he really doesn't want to go with me. I just can't decide, but dressing up like Lil' Abner characters sounds like fun, and Aunt Angela always comes up with such creative costume ideas. Michael is so artistic, I thought he might enjoy working on them with me. I've learned to sew in Teen Ecology class and I'd like to try making mine."
"Sounds like you've given this a lot of thought, and by the way, you're not dating til you're at least 30. I think you and Michael Vincent are good enough friends that if he felt awkward going with you, he'd say so. You could just go as friends if a date makes him nervous. No one else needs to know what you two work out between yourselves. Why don't you just ask him what he thinks about your idea?"
"It's just so hard to know what to say. Did you get nervous asking Mom out the first time?"
Booth chuckled, "Honey, your mom and I worked together and became friends years before I ever worked up the nerve to ask her out. But we ate Thai food together doing paperwork to finish our cases at night at one of our apartments, we kind of took turns. She'd get so wrapped up in her skeletons that she'd forget to eat lunch, so I'd go to the lab and drag her away to the diner for her tofurkey wraps and edamame milkshakes. We spent so much time together we may as well have been dating for years, except without the holding hands and ….well, you know."
"Dad, I'm not a baby," Christine laughed. "Mom's right, you're a puritan when it comes to talking about sex. And I'm not waiting til I'm 30, thank you very much….so you think it would be okay to ask Michael?"
"I think he'd be a fool to turn you down, and no son of Hodgins and Angela is any fool!" Booth declared. "And if he does, there are a lot of other guys in your classes; aren't you friends with any of them? You could get a group together and go that way, some guys and some girls, maybe that would be more comfortable. Don't kids do that some these days?"
"Yes, thanks, Daddy," Christine leaned over and hugged him. "You've given me some good ideas. You're always easier than Mom to talk to about this stuff, even though you're a dad. She'd have to explain the puberty and pre-mating rituals of the Arbawaki tribe to me."
"Christine, there is no such tribe as the Arbawaki," Brennan commented, strolling in from the kitchen.
"Mom! I didn't know you were home!" Christine gulped. "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings."
"Honey, you didn't. And you're right. I could always ask your father anything about anything. He was my best friend and the person who made me feel comfortable and safe from very early in our partnership. He is a very wise and wonderful person," Brennan assured her daughter.
"Awww, Bones, now you're embarrassing me!" Booth sputtered." But I love you too!"
He grabbed both his girls and gave them a bear hug. "Did you remember my beef jerky? I need a snack and the Flyers game is coming on!"