Situation #5 : Of Adolescents and Fascination
"So this is the skull? It's really real?"
At the question, Zack tilted his head to the side slightly and said, "Of course it's real. It's not a figure of your imagination if that is what you're concerned about."
"This is SO cool! It's way better then that finger!" Parker continued on, oblivious of Zack's confusion at his statement (and wondering if it was grammatically correct).
But the young genius didn't have a lot of time for contemplation as suddenly the door of the remains room flew open, a disheaved Booth being revealed with an obviously amused Bones.
"What are you showing my son?!" he seethed as he stomped over to the barely shorter male, his steps making the ground slightly reverberate with the power (and menace) he was emitting. The genius opened his mouth to object that it was he who had asked him to take care of his son for a few hours, but as he could see the special agent's face was getting redder and redder each passing second, he decided to close it.
And Zack concluded, at that moment, that the myth of your life flashing through your eyes was indeed just that: a myth. Because, as Booth loomed over him with hands raised, he really felt like his life had come to an end and he saw nothing but Booth's narrowed eyes and glaring teeth.
Some time later...
The brown-haired forensic anthropologist sighed as he leaned back into the bench at the park, his eyes having been following Hodgins and Angela recklessly (didn't they knew that at the right angle, projection rate, and situation the dangerous disk could knock you out?) throwing around a frisby for a little. He felt, after today's work where he was sure Booth would have strangled him if not for Bones' interference, he deserved some time to simply sit and be thankful he was alive and fully functional.
Feeling a sudden tug at his jeans, he looked down to see a small girl holding a popsicle, melted drops from it falling onto her little hand that held the wooden stick.
Looking around fantically, not knowing what to do, he was about to call out to his best friend when the girl said, "I'm bored."
"W-Where is your Mother or Father?" he asked after he swallowed in hesitation.
"Over there, now show me something cool Mister," she continued with wide eyes and now a smile, her seemingly forgotten icecream still melting away in the later afternoon sun.
Zack looked over to where she had pointed and saw a woman wave at him, at to which he hesitantly lifted a hand back. Turning back to the girl, he stared at her in thought of what to show her that would be 'cool.' And then, like usual, his brilliant brain lit up with an idea.
Quickly going into his messenger bag at his side, he pulled out a few pictures and showed them to the girl, saying, "This was a human skeleton my team and I found in a freezer, so I suppose it's really 'cool' like you asked for."
The girl stared at it for a few moments before her partially frozen treat fell from her hands and she looked at Zack with wide eyes. He wondered if that was an unbelieving expression on her face as she said, "Wow mister."
Not knowing what to say, he simply gave a smile. He was glad he'd been able to take care of Parker today (even though his life almost ended because of it), because he now knew just how to grab kids of his age's interests.
Too bad his inflated ego was shattered to smithereens when the child's Mother came over a few minutes later and screamed bloody-murder at the sight of Zack continuing to show pictures of the frozen, half-decomposed corpses and de-thawed bones to her young daughter.