not sure whether i actually covered the word in this one or if i wrote more around the basis of fans and fandom kind of thing. anyway, this one is based completely of my own life and for that reason is dedicated to my best friend amber who i'm constantly awake later than i probably should be talking to and generally freaking out over bones, friends and many more things.
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22. Fanatic
He's half asleep on the couch, a sleeping Brennan clutched tightly against him, a muted football game playing on the the TV, when their eldest daughter appears from the hallway, heading straight for the kitchen, her cheeks wet from tears.
"Baby, what's wrong?"
"I just watched the last episode of Friends."
The fifteen year old had been spending the majority of her free time watching the series from the beginning, for the fifth time.
"Did you last any longer this time?"
"I watched the episode before too, you know the one where Rachel says all her goodbyes, so I kind of just cried for the whole episode."
"And what are you going to do now?"
"Eat ice-cream and cry a little more while I watch the gag reel."
"You should watch the pilot, start over."
"You got me to do that last time, firstly it made me cry more and secondly I was up until 3am watching all of season one."
"And—?"
"Reading fanfiction."
"And—?"
"Video-chatting with my internet friends."
"Why don't you watch a new series?"
"Because the old ones are sooooo much better, Daddy! Michael said I should watch Game of Thrones though so I'm going to start that."
"Jack and Angela let Michael watch Game of Thrones?"
"Angela got the boxset after the series finished. She's going to lend it to me."
"Baby, you're not watching Game of Thrones."
"Daddy! Why?"
"Because— just because, Chris. Your Mom and I used to watch it, although she denies it, and sure it's good but baby, there's a lot of—"
"Swearing? Nudity? Sex? Dad, I'm fifteen, I've heard way worse in school and seen way worse in health class."
And with that she disappeared back down the hall, leaving Booth staring after her in defeat.