bones and fringe
Chickens, you guys. Chickens. And a code yellow. And the poultry establishment.
Excuse me, I must go have a giggle fit now.
eta what!?
since when do Angela and Brennan fight?
Booth: Listen Bones, I would do anything for you. I'd die for you. I'd kill for you. But I'm not getting in between two best friends.
Brennan: I'm not used to not getting along with people.
Sweets: Actually, it seems-
*Booth bangs his hand on the table to make Sweets stop*
Holy... Awww, hand holding. And promises that it'll be alright.
And Booth dated identical twin sisters? *snort*
Did Sweets just tell Angela she needs to get laid so she can stop fixating on piglets?
Oh Wendell. "I love bacon."
WHAT!?
Oh wow, Cam, Angela, Wendell, and Jack in one room. Awkward.
Sweets, that was actually marginally insightful.
Sweets: Sometimes you dont save the world, Dr. Brennan. Sometimes you just make your friend happy.
Bones: But, even when it's irrational? ... he [the piglet] is very, very cute. I mean, it's almost like he's smiling.
Cam: Yeah, I don't twirl the interns. Perhaps Angela will do it.
Hee. I love that Brennan's comfortable enough to just take Booth's tie off him like that. It's the little things that make me happy.
AND HE IS TRUSTING HER OVER HIS GUT. THAT SAYS SOMETHING, PEOPLE. IT SAYS A LOT.
Bones: Would I like one of those fruity drinks?
Booth: No.
And now Booth is doubting himself and saying things like recto-cranial infraction or somesuch, which, lol, no. Even Bones is giggling about this one.
Booth: I woke up this morning and didn't even know if I like brown sugar on my cereal.
Bones: Next time call me. You like brown sugar on everything.
Holy cow.
And she thinks that 'even at half speed he's twice as fast as everyone else'. And wants to know what he thinks, as a man about the situation with Angela. On his recommendation, she decided to go ahead and get Angela her pig.
Bones: Angela's very happy.
Booth: I noticed that.
Bones: You said that in a funny way. You noticed something. See, you've still got it.
Booth: You're not gonna ask?
Bones: Do I want to know?
Booth: No. ... Do you want to know anyway?
Bones: No, it can wait. I trust you.
It's like fanfic, of the epic, flaily sort. This show is simply about Brennan and Booth now. Oh, show.
First thought: Wow, it's like The X-files.
Second thought: Omg, Broyles knows how to smile!
Third thought: Hey, it's Martouf starring as Fringe's very own shadowy government man.
Excuse me, I must go have a giggle fit now.
eta what!?
since when do Angela and Brennan fight?
Booth: Listen Bones, I would do anything for you. I'd die for you. I'd kill for you. But I'm not getting in between two best friends.
Brennan: I'm not used to not getting along with people.
Sweets: Actually, it seems-
*Booth bangs his hand on the table to make Sweets stop*
Holy... Awww, hand holding. And promises that it'll be alright.
And Booth dated identical twin sisters? *snort*
Did Sweets just tell Angela she needs to get laid so she can stop fixating on piglets?
Oh Wendell. "I love bacon."
WHAT!?
Oh wow, Cam, Angela, Wendell, and Jack in one room. Awkward.
Sweets, that was actually marginally insightful.
Sweets: Sometimes you dont save the world, Dr. Brennan. Sometimes you just make your friend happy.
Bones: But, even when it's irrational? ... he [the piglet] is very, very cute. I mean, it's almost like he's smiling.
Cam: Yeah, I don't twirl the interns. Perhaps Angela will do it.
Hee. I love that Brennan's comfortable enough to just take Booth's tie off him like that. It's the little things that make me happy.
AND HE IS TRUSTING HER OVER HIS GUT. THAT SAYS SOMETHING, PEOPLE. IT SAYS A LOT.
Bones: Would I like one of those fruity drinks?
Booth: No.
And now Booth is doubting himself and saying things like recto-cranial infraction or somesuch, which, lol, no. Even Bones is giggling about this one.
Booth: I woke up this morning and didn't even know if I like brown sugar on my cereal.
Bones: Next time call me. You like brown sugar on everything.
Holy cow.
And she thinks that 'even at half speed he's twice as fast as everyone else'. And wants to know what he thinks, as a man about the situation with Angela. On his recommendation, she decided to go ahead and get Angela her pig.
Bones: Angela's very happy.
Booth: I noticed that.
Bones: You said that in a funny way. You noticed something. See, you've still got it.
Booth: You're not gonna ask?
Bones: Do I want to know?
Booth: No. ... Do you want to know anyway?
Bones: No, it can wait. I trust you.
It's like fanfic, of the epic, flaily sort. This show is simply about Brennan and Booth now. Oh, show.
First thought: Wow, it's like The X-files.
Second thought: Omg, Broyles knows how to smile!
Third thought: Hey, it's Martouf starring as Fringe's very own shadowy government man.