I'm finally back with letter M :) This chapter is sort of an antidote to the previous angsty one. No angst at all in here, just light fluffy fun to cheer us all up, hope you like it :) No spoilers.

As always thanks to Shin for beta work and first feedback. And… do I have to say it again? No, I still don't own Bones.

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Mouse

The front door unlocked and quietly slid open as the light in the hall flicked on revealing a very tired forensic anthropologist. Brennan laid her bag on the table and lazily took off her coat. Shivering slightly she rubbed her cold hands together. Oh, the winter was definitely on its way. Her eyes landed on a picture on the shelf and she smiled. Well, that was one reason to be happy about the winter: Christmas. Correction, Christmas with Booth and Parker, that was something she very much looked forward to. The year before had been so wonderful and sweet and… she had no words to describe what she felt having Christmas as a part of a real family for the first time in so many years. There haven't been special events or big gatherings, just the three of them and a Christmas dinner with Pops and Max, where the two older men finally got to know each other and they immediately got along very well.

A child's laugh pulled her out of her memories and sighing her eyes left the family picture she had been staring at. She moved around the house. It was quiet but she heard some sounds and laughter coming from the living room and she found them sitting on the couch under a blanket.

"What are you two doing in here?" she smiled.

Two heads looked up simultaneously.

"Bones!" both Booth and Parker grinned, waving at her "Come here with us!"

"To do what?" she asked, starting to walk towards them.

"Can't you see? We're watching cartoons!" Parker exclaimed pointing at the TV, where Mickey Mouse was playing with Pluto in the garden.

"Disney cartoons" Booth stated "Good old stuff, not those robot wars or things that today's kids love so much."

"I have to agree" Brennan smiled as she sat down on the couch and snuggled in her partner's embrace. "Disney cartoons are quite enjoyable. I used to like them too."

"Hey, modern cartoons are nice too!" Parker said, gaining a disapproving look from the adults "But Disney ones are a little better." he smiled as the partners laughed.

"A lot better." Booth grinned, while they all looked back at the TV.

After a few minutes and a couple of laughs on all sides Brennan spoke "That can't happen."

Booth sighed. He'd been expecting this since she sat down. "Bones, may I remind you that this is a cartoon? It doesn't have to be scientifically correct!"

"But Booth! Look! Mickey is looking at Minnie and his pupils are now heart-shaped! That can't really happen!" she said "They shouldn't trick children into thinking that it could happen if someone is in love! It doesn't!"

He didn't reply to that. He just pulled her closer and kissed her temple. "Just enjoy it Bones…" he whispered "No corrections."

She sighed at the touch of his lips on her and settled back in his arms, smiling with contentment and resting her head on his shoulder.

After a while Booth laughed "Oh, I love Pluto! He has always been one of my favorite Disney characters!"

"It seems to me that between you two, Booth, you are the one who's enjoying this more!" Brennan said kissing his cheek.

Booth blushed "This… it's not.. Come on, Parker likes them too, don't you, Parker?" he stuttered, hoping for his son's confirmation.

"Yeah I do." the boy nodded "But I think I'm starting to get a little too old for cartoons."

Booth's eyes widened. "Too old? If you're too old what am I?"

"You're really really old. But it's ok. It's normal that older people go back at being like children and playing games. You can watch cartoons, it's ok if you like them!" Parker explained.

A moment of stunned silence followed that statement. Brennan snorted while trying to keep herself from laughing out loud.

Booth stared at his son. "Wait a sec. Are you saying it's ok if I watch cartoons because I'm elderly?" he spoke the word with disgust.

Parker blushed "Yeah… sort of… I mean" he trailed off as Booth glared at him "Well, you're not as old as Pops!" he said, wearing their shared trademark charm smile.

"Don't you use that smile on me, it won't work, I invented it." Booth warned his son "And, by the way, I'd hope not to be as old as my grandfather!" Booth snapped indignant as Brennan finally started shaking. Her efforts not to laugh suddenly failed miserably and he turned to look at her. "What, you think I'm old too?" he laughed.

"Nope" she laughed "You're just young enough for me!"

He suddenly closed the distance between them and kissed her with passion, all the previous indignation gone. "I'll show you how young I am" he whispered with a husky voice.

Parker groaned "Guys, please! And Dad? Don't think I didn't hear that!"

Booth pulled back immediately and faced his son, blushing. "Hey, you started it!"

"I said that for fun! Not to get you guys all mushy in front of me!"

"Sorry, Parker" Bones smiled shyly at him.

"It's ok, Bones. But you're not really sorry, are you?" Parker laughed.

"Nope. Not really." she said, blushing slightly.

"Let's just finish this cartoon." Parker said, laughing again.

During the last few minutes of the cartoon Brennan could feel Booth's eyes on her. She always knew when he was looking at her, especially since they started dating. She turned her head towards him and met his stare. Their eyes locked instantaneously in the dark and the TV was forgotten. Her fingers reached up to touch his cheek.

"Wow" she breathed. "It's true."

Booth swallowed "What is?"

"Heart-shaped eyes." she whispered "I thought they couldn't exist."

"But?"

"They do exist. It can happen. It's happening now, to you."

"I have heart-shaped eyes?" he smiled.

"Well, not literally… but it sure looks like it." she nodded, leaning up to meet his lips.

"Now, Bones, that is one of the most romantic things you've ever said" he murmured as they parted for air. But the parting didn't last long, as their lips touched again, even more passionately.

"Dad? Bones?" Parker interrupted once again "May I remind you that this is the living room? And there is a minor in here? Your bedroom is over there, down the hall. You are welcome to use it."

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What do you think? Don't forget to let me know! :) And as always any suggestions for letter N are more than welcome! Which word would you like to see next? Will it be fluffy or angsty? Who knows… hope you're still here and liking these.