|Of Jolly Ranchers and Fertility Statues
Author: Agatha-Naomi PM
Then where would they get a baby Dr. Bones?" Said woman blanched. Booth may kill her. Parker/Brenn fluff. Mild B/B. Now a series of Booth/Bones/Parker fluffy oneshots.Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Romance - S. Booth & T. Brennan - Chapters: 17 - Words: 18,476 - Reviews: 187 - Favs: 89 - Follows: 122 - Updated: 03-14-10 - Published: 02-03-10 - Status: Complete - id: 5716151
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Of Jolly Ranchers and Mayan Fertility Statues
AN: Hello and please r/r. ;] I don't own Bones or Jolly Ranchers. Or the Mayans. Or any fertility statues. That's everything right? Disclaimers are amazing, just not like grape Jolly Ranchers…. Or David Boreanez and his wonderful face and ass.
Although her father was currently incarcerated the program lived on. Every 3rd Saturday dozens of school children came to see real scientists work at the Jeffersonian. Brennan typically took little interest, but she found herself wrapping up her work to watch the preadolescents marveling at the experiment.
Parker Booth was among them. He truly was a nice boy. Happy and attentive, grinning like a loon. Her cell phone vibrated in her pocket.
"It's me Bones." The familiar voice warmed her chest.
"Hello Booth. Has Elliot shown?" She asked him out of curiosity.
He growled slightly in frustration which for some reason made her mouth dry. What the hell was the matter with her? She guiltily tuned back in to what he was saying.
"Three hours! They said this was one of his haunts, but apparently not! At this rate, I'll be staking out this dump for eternity!"
She blinked. "Parker's class gets out in a few minutes." she pointed out.
"Really? Thanks." He snarled.
Having realized he already knew that, she flushed.
"I'm just tired, Bones. I'm sorry." He sounded bad, so she forgave him quickly.
"I'll watch him," Bones announced, surprising herself.
"You will?" He exclaimed. She could just see his eyebrows going up.
"Of course I'm sure I can manage." Admittedly, she was slightly nervous that he didn't trust her with his son. He spoke again, bringing her out of her reverie.
"Thanks a lot Bones. It'll just be a while. Do you need anything?"
"No. And if I did, you are currently at work, so naturally I would get it." She smirked.
"Touché. But if something comes up…" Booth trailed off nervously.
"It'll be just fine Booth. Good luck." she said, her confidence sure.
"Thanks. Bye. And Bones?"
"Thank you." The serious tone he employed chilled her because she knew he meant it.
After Parker's class came out, she explained the situation. Parker didn't seem to care who he was with as long as he got to babble happily about the soda bottle experiment he had just made. Typically, trivial information was not important to her, but Parker's opinion and commentary was so lively. He was a pleasure to listen to. It was then she remembered something.
"Parker, I'm glad the explosion was aesthetically pleasing, but I need to go in my office a minute before you do okay?" At his nod she dashed into her office, quickly putting her newest artifact, a rather obvious fertility stature up on another shelf so it was not at his eyelevel anymore. She paced, thinking. That report needed to be done half a hour ago. She needed to entertain him. It was lucky she worked so many hours and had a secret sweet tooth. She set to work quickly. Minutes later he was in.
"Parker. See that orange vase? Near my Kleenex box?"
"Yes Dr. Bones."
"Go there and take three steps from there towards my shelf."
After a minute or so of scuffling, a small squeal was followed by the sound of crinkling cellophane. She smiled: her tendency to keep a bag in her drawer at work was a good habit at last. She directed him around as she wrapped up her report, glad her addition to the sour candy that is a Jolly Rancher had finally done some good.
Booth called her again while they was going back to her apartment to say he'd be a bit longer.
Parker wanted to talk to him. She gladly handed over the mobile.
"And she hid them and when I found them, I got to eat it! And you know how I think the purples aren't yummy? They are her favorites!" Parker exclaimed.
They were indeed. Parker seemed to think that their complementary opinions on candy flavors brought them together in friendship like destiny. It was illogical, but his silly spirited innocence made her grin until she couldn't stop. His cute conversation with Booth made her content long after the call was ended.
Upon arrival at her apartment, she juggled her keys. There were no toys or books for children at her house, which concerned her. He galloped in, not even noticing that she had no television. "What's this?" He gestured to a nearby figurine, curiosity in his huge brown eyes.
She really hates Mayan Fertility statues.
Booth drove to pick up Parker, his eyes sharp on the road but his body plagued with fatigue. He hoped everything was alright.
"Why do they want babies so bad?" The child asked. Bones sighed. He sure loved asking questions. She thought carefully.
"People like babies," she answered simply.
"So this thing makes people have babies?"
"Then how do people get a baby Dr. Bones?" She froze sharply, her mind in overdrive. Booth would likely think Parker was too young to know about sex, but that was the truth. But he'd get mad if she told too much. Lying about some ridiculous story of a stork or cabbage patch was ridiculous and would only confuse the poor boy. Taking a deep breath she tried to answer as Booth would.
"Well Parker, when a man and a women like each other a lot they get very close together and that makes the baby ."
"Okay." He accepted her answer easily.
She sighed in relief noticing the time on her clock. It was roughly dinner time.
"You like macaroni right?"
Later a knock on her door brought in Booth. Parker ran tackling his tired looking father with a hug.
Bones looked upon them in awe as Booth spun his joyful son. He grinned as Parker babbled happily about experiments and candy hunts and Mac and cheese….
And Bone's statue that made Mayan's have babies.
"Would you like dinner Booth?" She hoped he wasn't too mad at her. As Parker gobbled he turned to her.
"Hiding the candy was brilliant, Bones."
'Sorry about the…Mayans."
"What did you say?" He had been told of the awkward questions in undertone as they ate.
"I just said people got very close when they liked each other and that made a baby. It was censored, but it was truthful. I didn't want to lie to him." She admitted.
He looked at her fondly. She knew she had done okay. After Parker finished, he bid her a fond "see ya" and Booth placed a chaste kiss on her forehead. He rarely did that, but she was not surprised. And when the next day she found her newly moved back naked man statue in her office, with a bag of the sour candies at it's feet, she wasn't surprised either.
AN: Like it? Hate it? Lemme know!;]