Note: Sorry for not updating sooner! I broke my wrist a couple weeks ago and I won't be able to type for a while. So I'm having someone else type it for me.

Guess what? I'm engaged! *Does a little dance* He knows I'm a fangirl. He's seen my fangirl moments.

I'm so happy!

Whoot whoot!

Had to share that!

Note: This work was inspired by the Criminal Minds story, 'Crackfics, Literally' by the wonderfully awesome Muffins taste good. Without their story, this one wouldn't be possible. So hats off her Muffins and read her story. It is tons better than this one

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The Magic Pills Part One

At least this time there was a reason.

Revenge.

Cam had axed an intern and on her way out, she had stopped by the kitchen to get her final revenge. So she grabbed a little baggie from her bag and emptied the contents into the milk, orange juice, water, you name it. She didn't stick around for the final result. Didn't need to. It would probably end up on Youtube anyway.

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Brennan and Arastoo

He had only left her alone for forty five minutes, an hour at the most.

Booth had left a file at the Hoover building and really had to go back for it. Brennan had assured him that she would be fine and would stay at the lab. She needed a cup of coffee anyway.

When Booth got back, everything had changed. He went to the break room and drank some water. Then he went to his partner's office. Inside…

Brennan was hugging Clark and rambling.

"You are such a good intern Clark! I mean you are a really good intern. You always find something out and you can keep your mouth shut." Clark looked like he was about to cry. "You are so pretty. I love you." Over her shoulder, Clark mouthed 'help me'.

"Bones, what are you doing?" Booth asked.

"I'm giving Clark a hug," she said in a duh voice. "Would you like one too?"

Booth ran away. This was so weird, like he had fallen into the Twilight Zone. When he got to the main area, he almost fainted.

Well, I'm hot blooded, check it and see
I got a fever of a hundred and three
Come on baby, do you do more than dance?
I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded

Arastoo was sitting on a gurney, singing at the top of his lungs. He didn't have any pants on. Angela was running down the hall, a chair in her hands. Hodgins was standing by his office door, holding a long stick.

"What the hell is going on?" Booth yelled.

"I have no idea!" Hodgins yelled and poked an intern away from him. This intern wore a lab coat and shorts. That was all. Clothes were everywhere. Half naked interns were climbing all over each other. It was scary. Only Hodgins and Angela seemed to be okay.

"We need to do something!" Angela yelled. "I locked a few interns in the broom closet and I'm trying to round them up in Limbo!"

"Now its up to you, we can make a secret rendezvous, Just me and you, Ill show you lovin like you never knew!" Arastoo sang. They all stared at him, and turned back to the matter at hand. Just then Clark ran up to them, eyes wild with fear.

"I'm getting the hell out here!" he cried.

"Good idea," Booth nodded and Clark ran for it.

Brennan ran up to Booth, thankfully stilled mostly clothed. She wrapped her arms around him.

"Booth, I love you!"

Then, she grabbed his face and kissed him. Booth felt a warm fuzzy feeling and kissed her back. Suddenly he didn't care that there were half naked interns crawling all over each other and that Arastoo was singing (and ruining a good song). All he wanted was Brennan.

"Let's get married!" Booth declared after a really long kiss!

"Okay!" Brennan grabbed his hand. "C'mon, let's go to Vegas!"

They skipped away merrily.

"Should we stop them?" Hodgins asked.

"Stop them and I'll hit you with a chair," Angela growled.