A/N: After reading so many great Christmas fics post Santa in the Slush, I decided to be puckish and write one of my own. It's just a short (and hopefully fun) one shot with the ever wonderful Angela Montenegro. Leave me reviews :)
Spoilers: 3x09 Santa in the Slush
Disclaimer: I own nothing, unless Santa decides to give me what I want for Christmas.
Angela stormed into the office, leaving the door wide open.
"Why didn't you tell me?" she demanded, hands planted on her hips.
Brennan looked up from her laptop with a genuinely confused look on her face.
"Tell you what?"
Her screech caused the people in the lab to turn and stare at them. Getting up from her seat, Brennan walked over to shut the door.
"I was hoping you wouldn't find out," she whispered.
"Well I did, from Sweets of all people."
"I'm going to kill that boy."
"I'm your best friend," Angela proclaimed dramatically. "How could you not tell me?"
Before the anthropologist could say anything in her defense, Angela propelled herself forward and hugged a very surprised Brennan.
"Uh, Angela, you're crushing me."
"Oh, sorry," she replied, releasing her grasp. "I'm just so happy for you, angry that you didn't tell me, but all in all happy. I just wish I was the one that thought of it. I mean mistletoe! I can't believe I didn't think of mistletoe. I'm going to have to send Caroline a gift."
Unable to process everything that Angela had just babbled, Brennan just shrugged her shoulders.
"It was just a kiss."
"Oh, don't be coy. I wouldn't call it just a kiss, sweetie, not when tongue was involved."
"It was like kissing my brother."
Angela waited a second, then another.
"Wait," Brennan spluttered slowly. "H-how do you know about that?"
Biting her lip, Angela suppressed the grin that was threatening to spread across her face.
"Know about what?" she asked innocently.
A warm blush crept into Brennan's cheeks.
"So there was tongue. I knew it!" Angela exclaimed triumphantly.
"What? No, I-I, what I…"
Angela held up her hand.
"Say no more, I think I get the picture. Although I'm just a tad curious, did he give you tongue back?"
"No, you're right, dumb question."
"Of course he did, it's Booth for heaven's sake."
"I hope you had the guts to get a grab of that incredible butt of his too."
"Don't you just love this time of year," she said in a sing-song manner.
Angela simply smirked at the horrified expression on her friend's face before waltzing out of the office. When she returned to her desk, she found the rest of the squint squad waiting anxiously.
"Well," Hodgins prompted. "Don't keep us in suspense, what did she say?"
Grinning wickedly, she held out her palm. Both he and Zach stared at her completely dumbfounded, before begrudgingly pulling out their wallets.
"Ye of little faith," Angela berated. "I told you Brennan would give him tongue."
Fin for now