It was a short walk from Starfleet Medical Academy to the elementary school run by Starfleet where Horatio went to school. It was rare for her to get out of class before he done with school. Pike would pick up Horatio normally for her. She able even change out of her reds before picking up her son. The last time she had worn them to get Horatio she had gotten strange looks from some of the parents.
She smiled when the bell rang. Her baby would be out any moment. Pushing her sunglasses up she held her hand over her head to watch for him. Her smile spilt into a huge grin when she spotted him. Â
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Are there any major personality differences between Bones and FemBones?
Sheâs not as quick to anger as Leonard. While Leonard tends to put up with Jimâs flirting ways, Lenora does not. Sheâll quickly put the younger man in his place and remind him to treat her like a lady. She can be somewhat shy, but donât let that fool you, itâs all an act.Â
Short. Inspired by the insanity that is happening while DB plays Barbie Dreamhouse.
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"Look at that bitch!" Fembones exclaimed, elbowing Rob, "She stole my outfit!"
Rob rolled his eyes, âHow could she have, she doesnât even know you.â
"These bitches be copyinâ my style âcause Iâm so fly!â
"Why am I even here," Rob sighed.
"Because I need someone to complain about all the basic bitches to and Justin and Spyd are too creepy. Oh look at her, wearing black, blue and brown," she tutted.
Rob leaned on his elbows, rubbing his temples, âRemind me to kill both of them next time I see them.â
"Well then you better remind me to kill the next person who passes wearing stripes and polka dots because seriously."
Rob groaned, leaning back in the black wire chair. Not even Fembones paying for lunch today and drinks the next 3 times they went out could make up for hearing her talk shit about random women. He downed the last of his (sadly) nonalcoholic drink as she dragged on about how mixing prints was a crime in it of itself.
"Oh, girl!" she suddenly exclaimed, her eyes catching a new girl, "You are the flyest bitch in all of Bitchtopia."
Rob slammed his hand on the table. âOkay then, thatâs it, come on.â He stood up, pulling out his wallet and throwing a couple of bills on the table.
"Aw, I was having so much fun," she said, finger curling her short, pink hair.
"Yeah, but I canât do this unless I get drunk off my ass, so come on, weâre going to the bar," he said, walking out of the small cafe.
She shrugged, throwing on her jacket, âFine with me.â
Rob threw a glare over his shoulder and continued walking.
I was planning on posting this yesterday, but the internet went out :P
Anyway, here is Fembones shopping!
"I hope you realize, Deadbones, that I hate you right now," Rob said to the purple sparkly curtain, where Deadbones was behind.
"Shut up and tell me how this looks," Deadbones said flinging open the curtain to reveal the twelfth dress she had tried on that day. She did a twirl, her pink hair fanning out slightly as she did so.
Rob ignored her twirling and her question. "Why did you drag me here?"
She looked at him through the mirror, "Cause my car is in the shop and every one else is out doing... whatever. Now just tell me," she turned to face him, "Does it look good?"
Rob suppressed a sigh. He knew he wasn't going to make it out of here alive  unless he did as Deadbones asked, so he got a good look at the dress. It looked the same as the last dress she had tried on; pink, strapless, and short, but he knew if he said that, Deadbones wouldn't hesitate to pitch a fit, so he kept that to himself.
"It looks great," he said instead, "Really shows off... Something. I don't know where I'm going with that."
"Neither did I," Deadbones mumbled to herself. She turned back toward the long mirror, turning this way and that, mumbling things under her breath about fabric and sizing that Rob was clueless about. Finally, she quickly pulled the curtain shut without warning, clipping Rob's nose with her knuckle. Grumbling under his breath, he sat down across from the dressing room on one of the uncomfortable seats the store provided, dragging the bags full of stuff from the other stores they had already been to behind him. He barely had time to rest his legs before Deadbones was out of the dressing room, back in her normal clothes of jeans and a tank top and carrying the six or seven dresses she had brought in with her.
"Are we really buying them all?" he asked.
"Nope," Deadbones said as she hung them on a nearby rack, "I didn't like them. Come on, we need to go to Forever21!"
He didn't even get a chance to open his mouth before Deadbones was out of the dressing room area and almost out of the store. With a few mumbled curses aimed at her, he hauled himself up and followed, already planning his revenge on her for making him do this.
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