like a cat on a hot tin roof

That was the grossest Bones opener ever.

This is just a PSA.

To remind everyone.

That when Bones told Booth about her pregnancy, he didn’t smile—in fact, he looked sort of angry—until she clarified that it was his child.

Because he is a possessive asshole.

Exhibit A:

Exhibit B:

Hey Booth. Hey. Booth. Hey. If someone says they never want to get married, and then you’re all butthurt when they don’t accept your marriage proposal, YOU are the asshole in this situation.

I’m really torn between loving that Bones has gotten to a point where she feels comfortable enough to admit she has feelings for Booth and wants to be with him, and HATING that it took this dumbass storyline about dying alone as some spinster aunt to get her there.

UUGGGGHHHH. REMEMBER WHEN BONES WAS ALONE BUT NOT REALLY LONELY BECAUSE SHE WAS AWESOME AND SELF-CONFIDENT AND HAD FRIENDS? REMEMBER WHEN BOOTH WASN’T A TOTAL ASSHOLE AT ALL TIMES?

These are the only people I care about.

Damn Rick, forgot you had it in you. And Glenn and Maggie are so cute! And Daryl is all wounded puppy.

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