Rorschach (Sweets, Brennan, Booth) --Funny 1Shot, K+

I was reading my psych book and I totally had the best conversation pop into my head! I told my hubby about it and he thought I was talking about a scene in the show, so I just had to write it down for your enjoyment!
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"Come right on in and take a seat." Sweets took a seat and watched
as Booth adn Brennan took their seats. He assessed their every
movement, measured their interactions--How they exchanged glances, how
they talked as they entered the office. That's psychology--the practice
of assessing and taking samples of events and reactions. And Booth and
Brennan? They were full of reactions. They were chock-full of tacit and
subdued actions and reactions. Things that revealed how they truly were
deep within. They both were guilty of the sin of having walls and every
little movement and look--both implicit and explicit spoke multitudes. And he was bound and determined to find out what they were truly like
on the inside.

Booth crossed his ankle over his knee, Brennan crossed ankle over ankle and they both avoided eye contact. He fiddled with his watch. She did not seem bothered. Perhaps Sweets did this silent measuring game too often? Either way, he spoke, "I'm
seeking a doctorate in psychometry at the U--"

"Psy-what-a-mee?"

"Psychometrics--It's a branch of psychiatry that focuses on the design, administration, and interpretation of quantitative psychological tests."

"I hope that the university you're attending isn't overpriced," Brennan said. "I'd
hate for you to waste your money on that so-called degree."

"Another degree, Sweets? You know, this is why you're a woman-retardant, right?
Do you seriously need to learn how to give tests, anyway? Don't you
already know how to do that?"

"It's much more than that, Agent Booth. Besides, I thought it would look good on my resume."

"You're a lady-killer, Sweets. Someone should lock you up."

"Sweets killed someone?" Brennan asked.

"No, Bones, it's a saying. I was being sarcastic--?"

Sweets sighed. "Anyway, I'm taking a course that focuses entirely on the
development and execution of the Rorschach Ink-Blot Test. I was hoping
you'd allow me to administer the test to you guys."

Booth glanced at his watch, "You know, Sweets, I'm not too sure we have time for that."

"Please, guys? I need to administer it to between ten and twenty people. The
more people I test, the better I look to the prof. I'd totally make it
up to you. Please?"

Brennan looked over at Booth, "You know, Booth, he did help lead us to Bates."

"Did you have to bring that up? I was about five minutes away from going home and getting out of this suit."

"Booth, don't make him cry."

"Guys, I can still hear you. And I'm not a cry baby, OK?"

"Fine," Booth said. "Just give us the test so we can enjoy the weekend--hopefully corpse-free."

"Thank you," Sweets said. He got up and picked up a set of cards from his
desk. He came back and sat down. "So, Dr. Brennan, is it OK if I test
you first?"

She shrugged.

He picked up the card and held it up for her to see. "What do you see?"

She looked at it curiously. "I see... an amorphous black ink spot on twelve-by-twelve inch white card stock."

Sweets sighed and shook his head, "No. Dr. Brennan, you're supposed to tell me what you see in the spot. OK? Let's try this again." He held it up a little straighter.

She scooted closer. "I don't see anything in it, Sweets."

Sweets rolled his eyes. "Guys, I'm being serious here."

Booth laughed. "You know, Sweets, I think Bones is, too."

"What?" She asked seriously.

Sweets looked at Booth. "OK, I think I've gotten enough information from you
anyway, Dr. Brennan. Let's move on to Agent Booth--" His office phone
rang. "Could you just give me a second?" He rose and went to answer his
phone.

Booth leaned over to Brennan, grinning. "Bones, just go with me on this--"

Sweets took a seat. "Sorry for the interruption. Let's continue. Agent Booth,"
he raised the card for him to see. "What do you see in this?"

Booth took one look at it and said, "Looks like blood."

Sweets nodded. "Very good. Next."

He raised the next card. "What do you see?"

"Looks like death. Kind of what I'd picture the Grim Reaper to look like."

"Seriously?" Brennan asked. "I saw the blood, but I think that's stretching it--"

Booth shot her a look. Then Brennan understood.

Sweets measured Booth's answer, then, "And... this one?"

"Corpses. Lots of dead people. I see dead people." Booth's lips twitched, but he was successfully able to smother a smile.

"Yeah... I can see that," Brennan said.

Sweets didn't know what to make of that answer. "Um... how about this card?"

"Crematorium... You know, those things they used during the Holocaust. See the smoke
stack?" Booth pointed to a spike in the ink.

Sweets put down the card. "Agent Booth, I think you might be suffering from some major
psychological issues, probably stemming from the fact that you have
caused a lot of lives to end prematurely. Do you harbor any guilt
concerning those particular events?"

Booth shrugged. "Nope."

"Let's try another card..." He raised the card.

Booth took longer to look at this one. "What do you think, Bones? I see
cannibals. See how that one's eating the other one's face."

Brennan nodded. "Yeah, yeah, Booth..."

Booth nodded. "It kind of looks like Hannibal Lector and that dude whose brain he ate. Did you see that, Bones?"

"Who?"

Sweets was beginning to catch on. He put down the card. "Are you guys screwing with me?"

Booth's phone rang. "Oh! Guess you'll never know. We've got a body to look at. Catch ya later, Sweets."

He stood as the partners made their quick exit. "Wait! You were screwing
with me, right? If you don't tell me, then I'm tempted to up your
sessions to four times a week-- Come on, guys!" The door closed. "That
was... mean. Totally rude."

totally rude....and funny....very funnny
poor little Sweets....sometimes I even feel sorry for him

giggle, thanks Mama i needed the smile

I'm glad I made you guys laugh!

ha ha ha.....that was brilliant mama............

Thanks, A2Boreanaz!

Ok, I'm gonna leave the psychologist in me aside LOL and say I did enjoy that! Nice oneshot

LOL.... I loved it. I can completely see that happening.

so mean. But you should do a secind part with what they really see... (which could be revealing)

Thanks, all!

woah i never commented on this one :O and i know i read it lol. i liked it a lot made me lol. just awesomely perfect with just the right amount of humour and what not :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D

p.s. do you REALLY have to take a break from writing. because that wouldnt be cool.

Thanks, Nicole.

I'm supposed to be working on my novel... I've written... this is going to sound pathetic... thirty thousand words in my novel but since I've started that I've probably written three or four hundred thousand words in fanfics. I think I need to practice some self control... lol...

lol...nah i think you need to keep writing fanfics

"Totally rude". LOL Love it!

I'm so glad I found this. The day has been mediocre at best and reading this really made me forget about it a bit.

By the way, 30.000 is a hefty word count. I have no self-control at all so it takes me forever to write 3000. *bows* Do share when you publish it. I (and I think I'm not alone here) would love to read it.

heirofloki wrote:"Totally rude". LOL Love it!

I'm so glad I found this. The day has been mediocre at best and reading this really made me forget about it a bit.

By the way, 30.000 is a hefty word count. I have no self-control at all so it takes me forever to write 3000. *bows* Do share when you publish it. I (and I think I'm not alone here) would love to read it.

Why thank you! If I publish, believe me, everyone shall know of it! And thank you for your compliments!