Thank you for the reviews. They are really appreciated. These stories are random.
I don't own Bones.
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It was the day after thanksgiving and Booth wanted to get his Christmas tree up. He always put his tree up the day after Thanksgiving and this year wasn't going to be any different. After Brennan had left the apartment to go visit Angela, Booth went up in to the attic and hauled down his Christmas storage boxes. After he had all of his boxes in the living room, Booth walked down to his truck, opened the trunk area and pulled out a small three foot tree. He had bought it the previous evening on the way home from work. It was the smallest Christmas tree he had ever bought; but, he didn't want to rub Christmas in Brennan's face this year. This was the first year they were going to be spending Christmas together as a real couple and he didn't want to make her too uncomfortable.
Hurrying up to his apartment, Booth stood the tree up in it's stand over near his living room window. Draping a white sheet around the base of the tree, Booth started to look through his boxes for small ornaments. He usually had a color theme every year and this year would be blue. His mother had always used color themes on her trees and Booth always tried to do the same thing. As the tree was so small, Booth managed to decorate his tree in record time. Satisfied with the look of the tree, Booth took out his final ornament and put his mother's angel on the top.
Stepping back, Booth thought it looked pretty good even if it was a Charlie Brown tree. Cleaning up, Booth carried his storage boxes back up in to the attic and then went on those errands that he had promised Brennan he would do that afternoon.
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Brennan had arranged to meet Angela at the Christmas tree lot. Looking over the selection of trees, Brennan and Angela settled on an eight foot tree. Having the Christmas tree lot owner carry the tree, they put it in on top of Brennan's car and tied it down. Getting in the car, Brennan and Angela drove back to Booth's apartment.
"Sweety, are you sure that Booth isn't home?" Angela asked.
Nodding her head, Brennan replied, "Yes, he told me that he had several errands to take care of and he won't be back until after 5 p.m."
Smiling, Angela exclaimed, "Boy will he be surprised when comes back to his apartment and finds a decorated Christmas tree in his apartment."
Happy, Brennan smiled, "This is going to be one of my Christmas presents to Booth this year. He didn't have a tree last year. He said he didn't want one and refused to put one up. I don't know why."
Rolling her eyes, Angela muttered, "Yeah, I don't know why either."
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Between the two of them, Brennan and Angela managed to get the tree in to the elevator and then into Booth's apartment. Angela had fussed the whole time because she didn't think pregnant woman should be man handling trees; but, Brennan gave her a lecture on woman in ancient times doing hard labor until the day they gave birth, etc. etc. Angela stopped listening after the first three minutes.
Getting the tree into the apartment, both were very surprised when they found a decorated Christmas tree already up near the window.
"Uh, Bren, what do you want to do?" Angela asked.
Looking at the small tree and then her larger tree, Brennan replied, "We'll use the ornaments on the small tree on this one. There are more in the attic. Help me move the little tree out of the way so we can put my tree in it's place. Once we're done, we'll take the little tree down to the dumpster."
Feeling like they were doing something wrong, Angela helped Brennan decorate the bigger tree. When they were done, Angela told Brennan that she would take the small tree home and decorate it for Michael. She couldn't stand the thought of throwing away a perfectly good Christmas tree.
After Angela left, Brennan made a salad for dinner and waited for Booth to come back home.
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Booth was aggravated with himself. Why he had to shop on Black Friday was beyond him. He did it every year and every year he came home in a bad temper. He always vowed to never to do it again; but, every year, he got the sales papers and saw the bargains and decided that this year would probably be better than the last. "Damn it, when will I ever learn?" Booth berated himself.
Carrying his shopping bags up to his apartment, Booth managed to get them into his apartment without dropping anything. Walking into his living room, Booth stopped and stared. "What the hell?" Booth thought.
Looking around for Brennan, Booth found her in the kitchen drinking a glass of tea.
"Uh, Bones, what happened to my tree?" Booth asked.
Shrugging her shoulders, Brennan answered, "I bought you a Christmas tree as one of my presents for you this year. We don't have room for two trees, so, Angela took the little tree home with her."
Shaking his head, Booth asked, "I thought you didn't like Christmas trees."
Nodding her head, Brennan replied, "I don't; but, you do. I wanted our first Christmas together to be special for you. I don't want you to give up your Christmas traditions just because I don't have any."
Smiling, Booth sat down on the chair across from Brennan. Reaching his hand across the table, Booth pronounced, "Ok, we need a new rule. I'll try not to surprise you during Christmas time and you try not to surprise me during Christmas time. I don't want to end up with an O'Henry Christmas some day and that could happen if we don't talk to each other."
Frowning, Brennan said, "I don't know what that means."
"Didn't you ever read "The Gift of the Magi?" Booth asked.
Shaking her head, Brennan responded, "No, I haven't."
"Ok. This story is about a poor couple who don't have a lot of money; but, they want to surprise each other with a Christmas gift. The husband sells his watch to buy combs for his wife's beautiful, long hair and the wife sells her long hair to buy a watch fob for her husband's watch." Booth explained. "Get it?"
Nodding her head, Brennan smiled, "Yes. Buying a useless Christmas present is a waste of money."
Smiling, Booth said, "Ok. Thanks for the Christmas tree, Bones. That was very thoughtful of you to do that. Next year, let's buy one together."
Smiling, Brennan exclaimed, "That sounds like a good idea. Angela thought the tree was too heavy for us to carry. You can carry it next year."
Nodding his head, "Unless I buy another Charlie Brown Christmas tree."
Shaking her head, Brennan, a little exasperated, "I don't know what that means, again."
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Merry Christmas, ya'll.