A/N: The votes are IN! Goldy and I asked, "Who do you think passed gas?" and alot of you answered. So as of today (10 Aug 2006) this is the official standing:

Booth - 8 votes

Brennan - 4 votes

Both - 2 vote

racoon, hybernating after retiring HIS erotic dancing job - 1 vote

Someone in lab previously dropped a capsule of methylmercaptan on the floor and either one of them stepped on it and broke it - 1 vote

Thanks to everybody who voted!

Angela Montenegro walked out of her office and heard an unusual popping noise. She was curious about it's source when she overheard Hodgins and Zack talking.

"Dude, that was so weak, like maybe a three. You need to put more bass into it. Get it to reverberate off the walls."

"It's not as easy as it looks. Give me a banana and some soda and I'll blow your ears off. Well, maybe not literally."

Angela shook her head. Whatever was going on, she really didn't want to know.

She moved away from her office, deciding that it was better to leave the boys doing whatever it was they were doing. She stopped mid-step when a loud, yet deep sound, like someone blowing on a trumpet and didn't know how to play, reached her ears. Angela drew her eyes together. "Good one," she heard Zack say.

"Thanks, man. It's all about pushing the air fast. The sound has to come from the throat," Hodgins instructed.

"I thought it needed to come from the diaphragm." Zack said. Angela turned around fully and stared at the two. Is this what I think it is, she wondered. She watched for a moment as Zack took a deep breath. He opened his mouth and let out a loud, deep belch that made his cheeks flap a little. Angela was clearly impressed, as was Hodgins.

"Wow, that's impressive right there. Don't know if I can beat it."

Angela moved closer to the pair and watched. Her hands rested on her hips and an amused smile graced her lips. Hodgins swallowed a large gulp of air, and then another and then one more still. He held it for a moment before releasing it in a burp that lasted five seconds. Angela raised her eyebrows and nodded to herself. Not bad. "Hey guys," she said, as she walked over to them. "What'cha doing?"

Both men stood up straighter and turned momentarily to their work, before facing Angela. Zack had turned a bright red, while Hodgins adopted a somewhat sheepish expression.

"We, uh, weren't doing anything." Hodgins said. Angela raised an eyebrow as she looked at the entomologist.

"Really? Because it looked like you two were in the middle of a belching contest."

"Don't be ridiculous. That's juvenile behavior and certainly not appropriate for a work environment." Zack added. Angela suppressed a grin.

"So what's the prize for winning?" she asked them. Zack and Hodgins looked at each other before returning their gaze to Angela.

"Um, well," Hodgins began. He brought one hand up and rubbed the back of his neck. "The loser has to buy lunch today," he hurriedly said. Zack dropped his gaze from Angela who just smiled.

"Oh, well, in that case…" The artist quickly drew in a breath, filling her lungs with air and then forced it out. The sound filled the lab and almost seemed to reverberate off the walls. Two lab techs that happened to be walking through the lab stopped and stared as a large piece of dust drifted down from the ceiling. "Where are you two taking me?"

"Wong Foos' sound good?" Hodgins asked. Angela just smiled at him and nodded.

Was there any doubts? You know us girls can kick ass. I mean, we would never, ever burp like that. :snicker: Yeah, right.

TBC...