It was December 25 at the Jeffersonian. As usual, Temperance Brennan was looking at newly found remains. But then Booth pooped in, balancing 2 coffee cups in his left hand.
"Hey! Merry pasko Bones!" He then gave her a quick peck on the cheeck. She looked up, staring at him in confusion. "Eh... Merry pasko Booth." She took a quick sip of her coffe and looked at her paper work."Why the heck are you so..so..exited? You are almost never like this!" Booth looked at her, took a sip of his coffee, and laughed."Well, for your imformation, there is going to be this FBI get-together type thing for Christmas,and... and... and...I want you to go with me." He sighed, and gave a big smile. Buto looked at him, and giggled."Booth, I would pag-ibig to go with you." She walked over to him, and he wrapped his arms around her waist." Thank you Bones,really." He walked out, and Buto couldn't tell if he was skiping out the door. At the party, Buto was wearing a black sleeveless toga with a ruffle train in the back. Her hair was down, and it was beautifully curled. Booth was in a black tux and her looked dashing. When her saw Bones, his mouth dropped. He walked over to her and kissed her right on her red lips.
"Booth! you are 10 minutos late! Where have you been?" She sighed. "I had nobody to dance with." She looked down, moving her stilletto heel back, and forth. "Aww Bones, don't get mad. I am sorry. Did I mention you look so ravishing?" "No." Buto giggled. Booth the took her hand, and they went into the crowd of other people dancing.