Heya folks, this chapter has Parker in it YAY! He's so cute ... walks up to mother "Mum, can I have a Parker?" btw this chapter probaly isn't as good as the previous ones, if I do say so myself ... so review and tell me how to improve! Anyway:
"Your not even on the motorbike, dopey," Parker said, without turning away from the PS3 console. "You have to press triangle to get on."
"Parker, bub, why don't you do it for Bones?" Booth was looking at the struggling forensic Anthropologist. Brennan was pushing the triangle button with ferocity.
"But daddy, I'll lose if I stop," Booth could picture the puppy dog look on his son's face, even though he couldn't see it. He sighed.
"Fine," Booth tugged the controller away from Brennan. He manipulated a few buttons and, on screen, the little cartoon figure got on the motorcycle. "There,"
"Thanks," Brennan grabbed the controller back and held down the X button. Within a matter of seconds she'd fallen of again. "I give up!" she said in frustration.
Booth knelt down to his son's level. "Hey little bubby, why don't you put it on one player?"
Parker pouted.
"Or you can just leave Bones' player sprawled on the ground and continue your race."
"Ok, thanks daddy. You're the best."
Booth grinned at his son. Then tugged Bones into the kitchen.
"See, that what I'm talking about!" he said, smile leaving his face.
"What?"
"He's evil. I swear. He looks at me with that cute little smile and I can't say no to him," Booth sighed and lent on the counter. "Am I a bad father?"
Immediately Brennan began to laugh. And laugh.
"What's so funny?"
"You!" Brennan looked at him with an eyebrow raised. "That little boy adores you."
"You think?"
"I'm certain," Brennan watched as Booth's face cracked into a smile. "As for Parker having an evil, evil smile that makes you want to do anything for him … well, lets say now you know how I feel."
"Huh?"
"It's like a mirror image of what you do to me whenever I say no,"
"DR BONES!" came Parker's voice, "I JUST RAN OVER YOU!! OOO NOW EVER ON ELSE IS RUNNING OVER YOU!! I WONDER WHAT THE LITTLE MAN INSIDE THE TV WHO PLAYS YOU IS THINKING?"
Brennan looked at Booth, stunned.
"Parker thinks that there are little people who live inside the television set."
"Oh,"
"Yer," Booth smiled. "He thinks that whenever you turn on the TV they come out and start to play. That what the shows are. And when you turn it off they go back to sleep."
"But … that's physically impossible,"
"Tell me about it,"
"Well, everyone knows that a TV is too small to house little peop-,"
"No, not tell me about it literally. It's a saying."
"Oh,"
At that moment, Parker came into the kitchen, blonde curls flying everywhere. "Dr Bones, Dr Bones, Dr Bones. I won!"
Crouching, Brennan shook the little boys hand, "Well done, Parker. You did great." She frowned. "How did I do?"
"I think your dead."
"Oh,"
"I'm going to go ask the little man."
A pattering of little feet than, "Hey you! Little man who played Dr Bones! Are you dead?"
"See what I mean," Booth said, turning to the laughing Brennan. Within seconds they were both in hysterics.
"That," gasp, "Is," gasp, "The funniest," gasp, "Thing he's," gasp, "Ever done." Gasp said Brennan.
"Actually …" Booth started. But then there was a small "thud" noise. In a spilt second Booth was in the living room. Parker was standing behind the TV, screwdriver in hand, with the back of the TV lying on the ground. He appeared to be distraught.
"Bub, what are you doing?" Booth said, grabbing Parker around the waist and picking him up over the TV.
"The little man didn't reply so I thought I mustena been able to hear him." Parker looked up at his dad. "I'm sorry, daddy."
"It's ok, we can put it back together."
"But, but, but, where are the little people? I couldn't see them." Brennan was watching this exchange with a smile.
"Umm, they had to run off and hide when you opened the back."
"Really, Dr Bones?" Parker looked amazed. So did Booth.
"Yep, Parker, cause they don't like the lights. There too bright,"
"What if we turned off all the lights? Could we see them then?" Brennan looked at Booth for help.
"Well …" There was a knock on the door, "Come in!" Booth shouted.
A moment later, Rebecca walked into the room, taking in the missing back on the TV, to the cubby house built over near the back wall, to her son, cuddled up in Booth's arms on the couch. "What's going on?" she asked hesitantly.
"Mummy," Parker said, "Dr Bones was telling me how the people in the TV run away when there is light."
"Really?" Rebecca smiled at Brennan. "That's … wonderful."
Booth picked up Parker and walked over to his ex. "He's eaten and bathed and his uniform from Friday is washed."
Rebecca smiled. "Thanks Seely. I knew this one-weekend-each deal was a good idea."
"See ya later, bub," Booth said to his son.
"Bye, Daddy," Parker ran over to Brennan and gave her a tight hug around her knees. "Bye, Dr Bones."
Booth pulled the stunned Brennan close to him as he watched Parker walk down the driveway. "Thanks, Bones?"
"For what?"
"For not destroying his hopes about the TV men."
"No problem."
At that point Parker's happy voice floated back to them, "and when we get home we have to turn off all the lights and pull apart the TV and talk to the little TV people! That's what Dr Bones said!"
A/N I should probaly inform you that all these stories are manipulations of my real life. Yes, I did use to believe their was people in the TV. But the chapter with the Brennan and Booth asked for the gun was changed alot cause my version involved a kangaroo! And that's not very American :) Toodles!