Five things + Bones Fic
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musicforcylons: Five things Callisto liked about being the cheerleading coach.
1. The power to force people to join the squad. Not that she ever really exercised it, but knowing she could if she wanted.
2. It was almost like having her army back, albeit a perky, pom-pom wielding army.
3. Coming up with complicated routines just to watch them fall while trying to learn them.
4. Fantasizing about beating Buffy to death with a spirit stick. What? It was only thetwice once.
5. Cheerleader outfits.
Formusicforcylons: Five gremlin bites (and ensuing antics) that never happened.
1. Vader was never entirely sure how the gremlin got in his meditation chamber, but he did know who to blame for the distribution of the footage of Darth Kettch, Dark Ewok of the Sith.
2. Peter had never been more grateful for Susan's choice of career than when he saw Aslan batting at a skipping rope like a kitten with a piece of string.
3. The Criminal Justice class was used to their teacher's eccentricities, but they never did understand the point of singing in a tinfoil dress while sitting on a giant shoe on top of a lavender bus.
4. For all Aly's fretting, Nawat acted not in the least bit crow-like when he visited and met Alanna. Faithful, however, spent the entire meal in feline giggles.
5. Curled up naked on the floor, Seely wished Willow would just make up her mind already.
Plus a weetiny Bones ficlet.
Title: Girltalk
Rating: PG-ish.
Fandom: Bones, Booth/Brennan
Wordcount: 162
Disclaimer: Not mine. Never have been, never will be.
Tucking the case files under his arm as he came over to their table, Booth grinned at Bones and wondered why Angela and Camille looked like they were about to burst into laughter. "Ladies, hope I'm not interrupting anything."
"Oh, Doctor Saroyan and I were just comparing stories of our sexual experiences with you."
Apart from the blush creeping up his neck, Booth's face barely flickered. "Oh, look, we have a mass homicide on our hands," he said in an oddly chirpy voice. "Let's get going Bones."
"But she hasn't answered my question about that thing you did last night yet."
His demeanour still completely professional, Booth lifted Brennan out of her chair and started prodding her down the stairs. "Hup, hup. Lots of dead people for you to identify. C'mon."
"No need to be so pushy," Brennan protested as he all but dragged her out the door. "They're not going to get any more dead."
"We don't leave now, I might."
musicforcylons: Five things Callisto liked about being the cheerleading coach.1. The power to force people to join the squad. Not that she ever really exercised it, but knowing she could if she wanted.
2. It was almost like having her army back, albeit a perky, pom-pom wielding army.
3. Coming up with complicated routines just to watch them fall while trying to learn them.
4. Fantasizing about beating Buffy to death with a spirit stick. What? It was only the
5. Cheerleader outfits.
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musicforcylons: Five gremlin bites (and ensuing antics) that never happened.1. Vader was never entirely sure how the gremlin got in his meditation chamber, but he did know who to blame for the distribution of the footage of Darth Kettch, Dark Ewok of the Sith.
2. Peter had never been more grateful for Susan's choice of career than when he saw Aslan batting at a skipping rope like a kitten with a piece of string.
3. The Criminal Justice class was used to their teacher's eccentricities, but they never did understand the point of singing in a tinfoil dress while sitting on a giant shoe on top of a lavender bus.
4. For all Aly's fretting, Nawat acted not in the least bit crow-like when he visited and met Alanna. Faithful, however, spent the entire meal in feline giggles.
5. Curled up naked on the floor, Seely wished Willow would just make up her mind already.
Plus a weetiny Bones ficlet.
Title: Girltalk
Rating: PG-ish.
Fandom: Bones, Booth/Brennan
Wordcount: 162
Disclaimer: Not mine. Never have been, never will be.
Tucking the case files under his arm as he came over to their table, Booth grinned at Bones and wondered why Angela and Camille looked like they were about to burst into laughter. "Ladies, hope I'm not interrupting anything."
"Oh, Doctor Saroyan and I were just comparing stories of our sexual experiences with you."
Apart from the blush creeping up his neck, Booth's face barely flickered. "Oh, look, we have a mass homicide on our hands," he said in an oddly chirpy voice. "Let's get going Bones."
"But she hasn't answered my question about that thing you did last night yet."
His demeanour still completely professional, Booth lifted Brennan out of her chair and started prodding her down the stairs. "Hup, hup. Lots of dead people for you to identify. C'mon."
"No need to be so pushy," Brennan protested as he all but dragged her out the door. "They're not going to get any more dead."
"We don't leave now, I might."
