Disclaimer: Bones originally belongs to Kathy Reichs, but is currently under the great care of Fox, Hart, Deschanel, and Boreanaz.

A/N: This fic aims to tickle your funny bone.

Muse please stay, Readers please read.

Cordelia cooed as she played with her father's shiny belt buckle.

Brennan was in the bedroom getting ready for work, Booth was in the kitchen getting a cup of coffee.

"Bones!" He exclaimed, snatching his buckle from his year-old child. "You can't let her play with this!"

Cordelia began to wail, since the object had been taken from her.

"Well then don't throw your articles of clothing around so vigorously during intercourse!" Brennan shouted over her daughter's crying. "Booth!" She shouted in frustration.

He picked up his daughter and swung her in his arms. "Dada!" She exclaimed and giggled.

"There's my beautiful Cordy. Who's a pretty girl?" Booth swung his daughter around and settled her in his arms. She amused herself with his flashy tie. "Bren, you wanna grab my jacket?" He called.

Brennan came striding out of the room, a beautiful smile on her face. "Already thought of that. Here." She took the child from his arms and handed him the jacket coat.

"We're going to be late." Booth grumbled.

"You have your daddy's caring brown eyes." Brennan cooed at Cordelia, kissing her forehead.

Booth stopped and glanced at the picture of perfection before him: his family.

"C'mon, we've got to go." He smiled and pulled Brennan to his side, handing his daughter a stuffed elephant, an appropriate toy.

"All ready." Brennan smiled back at him and they headed out the door together.

Hodgins was today's baby-sitter extraordinaire. Booth and Brennan had gone off a case, so of course watching baby Cordy was up to one of her many 'relatives'. They were an interesting sort of family, and her uncle Hodgins wasn't too shabby himself.

As he peered through his microscope at some particulates, he fed baby Cordy spoonfuls of cherry jello (hey, all that jello had to go somewhere). He was still considering ways to get rid of the rest of the gelatin confection.

He sat back and tapped a pencil to his temple. There was something about this case that he just couldn't figure...

"Hey Zack!" Hodgins called to the character who was making a brief cameo appearance.

"Yes?" Zack rushed over to Hodgins workspace.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Hodgins grinned as another awful yet genius idea came to mind.

"I don't believe so." Zack shook his head.

"I'm thinking experiment." Hodgins bounced baby Cordy on his lap. "With the kid, and some jello. What do ya think, buddy?"

Zack nodded. "Although I don't see how this relates to the case at all."

"No worries. We are the official babysitters, and this kid could use some fun. Meanwhile we get in some scientific experimentation." Hodgins smiled at the child as he held her up.

What was in store for baby Cordelia Booth?

A/N: Sorry but the funny muse has been on hiatus. I've been thinking of throwing a lot more work into my story 'Compatible'. But don't fret, this story won't go on hiatus yet.