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Fic: Truth Serum (1 & 2/?)
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Title:  Truth Serum (1 & 2/?)
Timeframe:
A few weeks after Santa in the Slush.
Characters:  Booth, Zack  (I kid, I kid.  It's Booth and Brennan)
Rating:  PG-13
Summary:  Alcohol frees the tongue to say what is in the heart.
Story Note:
Ok, so if you've read Things That Never Happened... the first chapter of this will look familiar. I warned you in the notes for that that I was tempted to continue this story.  Well, I lost the battle. 
Author's Note:
Comments are always appreciated, and though it usually takes me a while, I try to respond to them all. :)

This is for everyone who's listened to me vent. You know who you are. Thank you.


 



lol awesome ^_^ can't wait for you to write the rest!

Thanks, Ali. :) I'm happy this made you laugh.

I'm so glad you decided to continue this! It's lots of fun, I can't wait to see what happens next :D

"Why don't you ever take no for an answer?" she asked plaintively.
"Because you never really mean it."
[…]
"Say hi to the gnomes," Booth called out, his voice warm with good-natured laughter.
Good-natured or not, he was laughing at her. Without looking back, she raised her arm and stuck out her middle finger.
His bark of laughter followed her down the hall. "In your dreams, Bones. In your dreams."


Bwahahahahahaha. Simple perfect!!! I love them.

Besos

Great story!
LOL..the gnome and the flipping...that's too damn funny..
can't wait for the rest of the story ;)

Glad you liked the gnome and the middle finger. They seemed appropriate. *g*

Thanks for taking the time to read and comment; I appreciate it.:)

I'm glad you decided to continue this. And your drunk Brennan is great. Even while suffering, she is still struggling for logical thought. I loved this little paragraph:
But that couldn't be correct either because gnomes didn't exist—she hadn't seen a single paper or journal article proving their existence—and even if they did—why would they have taken up residence in her head? That hardly seemed like an appropriate habitat for them. It simply wasn't logical.

I look forward to the next parts!

Thanks, Alexis. So glad you liked her trying to logic her way through the "gnomes" in her head. *g* I had fun picturing that.


It's such a pleasure to be hooked on your stories. Bones fandom is so very lucky to have you!

You're reading this? *laughs delightedly* I'm surprised, as this is a bit on the lighter side of the spectrum. I know--assuming makes an ass out of me and all that. *g*

If you have a sec, take a look at my question. I'd love to hear your thoughts.

Bones fandom is so very lucky to have you!

You are too kind, but thank you. I'm just practicing, having fun, and filling up my LJ.

Edited because I occasionally forget English.

Edited at 2008-01-31 03:38 pm (UTC)

I love drunk!Brennan. And flustered!Booth. :D

Without looking back, she raised her arm and stuck out her middle finger.
Ooh. Hee! Love how she is all hungover. :P

No doubt, Brennan's suffering. *g* And Booth's enjoying it.

Thanks for the feed. :)

Oh, my god. This is wonderful.

"Because of the gnomes. They like the noise. If we're quiet"—she shot him a pointed glance—"maybe they'll stop frolicking."

This is EXACTLY why reading fanfic is not an appropriate activity to do at your desk on your lunch hour. I just could not stifle the laughter.

On a more serious note, I particularly loved your presentation of Booth's thoughts in chapter 2. (Not that Brennan's thoughts weren't also wonderful, but I liked them largely because they were in drunk/hungover!Brennan voice, wherease Booth's thoughts were more... genuinely interesting and perceptive.)

Aw, I'm thrilled this made you laugh. Humor is very personal and doesn't always translate well.

On a more serious note, I particularly loved your presentation of Booth's thoughts in chapter 2.

Thank you so much for saying that. I was worried that section might read like filler, though I didn't intend it to be that.

As always, I'm grateful for all the feedback you leave me. Thanks.

Well Booth is obviously an expert on hangovers and has the upper hand at last. I bet it doesn't last long. I love all these little vignettes: they're just like off-screen moments in their lives.

Enjoyed this bit:
How did Booth always manage to have a comeback ready for her? She narrowed her eyes at him and willed him to die. Science be damned. When nothing happened and he stood there as tall, handsome, and annoying as ever, she turned on her heel and tried to march down the hallway, though truthfully the march turned out to be a limp. Heh.


i love drunk!brennan. lol.

aww. i wish i had a booth to bring me greasy food for when i have a hangover!

Drunk!Brennan is adorable. :)

i wish i had a booth to bring me greasy food for when i have a hangover!

*sigh* I know, right?

Thanks for reading and feeding.

I wanted until there was a time I could sit and read the entire thing and laugh and not have people look at me and today was the day.

gnomes in her head...how funny!

His bark of laughter followed her down the hall. "In your dreams, Bones. In your dreams."

more like in HIS dreams! lmao!

Oh, Lizet, I'm so happy this made you laugh. :)


more like in HIS dreams! lmao!

*g*

Thanks for commenting!

AWESOME!

This was perfect!

So in character, once again :D
The middle finger thing.. ahahah xD I so can imagine her face (doing one similar expression like in 2x16 in the end when she sees Booth behind her xD)

I really want to read more from this one! :D


Thank you, Sara. :) I'm glad you're excited about this one. BTW, your icon is gorgeous.

Hey, I found this randomly yesterday at fanfiction.net, and I don't know how I could skip this at its time.

So here you have me, from ff.net to here to comment and say that I loved that Brennan. And I love how Booth could use what happened to torture and annoy Brennan but he didn't. Not yet. I loved this:

"Why don't you ever take no for an answer?" she asked plaintively.

"Because you never really mean it."


He's at an advantage. Heee...


A colony of gnomes with pointed hats frolicked in her head, giggling insidiously and giving her brain case the occasional jab with a miniature pickaxe. That line and her entire attempt at reasoning their existance was amazing.

Looking forward to reading more of this :)

LMAO - I love the gnomes!