The SatNav
From Author: Got really bored, supposed to be tidying room but then stories come into my head and I have to write them down or I forget!
Beware: Really Random scenes with the Mentalist Characters and a SatNav enjoy!
Grace sighed and looked out of the window; the car was going so incredibly slow as it was Cho who was driving. Rigsby sat in the front talking to Cho about stuff, Grace couldn't be bothered listening, it made her feel like when she was a kid and her mum and dad would take her on long road trips. It was always her dad that drove which led to them arguing because her dads' driving was as slow as Cho's. She would always sit in the back, playing with her hair, imagining princes on horses were trotting past the car window or listening to her parent's conversations.
She put her head on the window which she had seen people do in the movies but when she tried it, it just hurt because her head bounced off the window. She couldn't hear anything around her until the harsh loud voice of the SatNav spoke up.
"Turn left at the next junction."
Grace jumped as the SatNav spoke; it was a loud booming voice a bit like Teresa's was when she was shouting at Patrick.
"Left, there is no left!" Shouted Cho angrily at the small electronic box that sat on the window.
He had been doing this for the last hour and it caused Grace to laugh into her sleeve (so Cho wouldn't hear and get angry at her).
These new gadgets had been a gift to the CBI from some company that neither of them had heard about. All CBI cars had been fitted with one and most CBI agents had fallen out with theirs.
"I wonder how Lisbon and Jane are getting on" laughed Rigsby.
"Ugh, Jane will you please stop waving at every passing person!" Teresa sighed.
"Why." Said Patrick, pouting like a three year old.
"You'll cause an accident." She sighed, feeling like a mother taking her three year old on a trip.
"Lisbon, I am merely playing sweet and sour." Patrick smiled waving at a woman in a red coat.
"Of course, you are." Muttered Teresa, remembering who it was she was dealing with.
"Sour person." Jane murmured angrily.
"Oh, what now!" Teresa snapped.
"She didn't wave back." Jane slumped into his seat.
"I wonder why." Smiled Teresa sarcastically.
"Tessie, can we switch the SatNav on?" Jane asked grinning at her response to Tessie.
"Don't call me Tessie. Also why would we want to switch the SatNav on we know where we're going."
Teresa answered.
"Seems like a fun thing to do." Responded Jane.
"No, Jane!" Teresa sighed.
"Maybe you should stop and ask for directions." Rigsby suggested.
"No, I'm fine." Cho snapped.
"Can I sit in the back with Grace?" Rigsby asked.
"Why?" Asked Cho and Grace both in different tones.
"You are scaring me Cho, and Grace looks lonely."
"That means we have to stop." Grace pointed out.
"Well we are running out of gas." Cho added.
"Turn Right!" Demanded the SatNav, scaring all three of them.
"Look, there's a gas station!" Rigsby smiled.
"Damn it." Grace muttered under her breath.
"Turn Right" The SatNav demanded again.
Cho ignored it and turned left into the Gas Station.
"Turn Right!" The SatNav repeated.
He pulled into the car park and jumped out to get the Gas Pump. Rigsby slid in beside Grace.
"Hey Van Pelt."
"Hey Rigsby" she smiled.
Cho came back a few minutes later with a chocolate for them all and a carton of juice for them all.
"Thanks Cho." Grace smiled as she stuck the straw into her carton and sipped delicately.
"Turn Right." The SatNav demanded.
"Go to Hell!" Cho answered with a mouthful of chocolate.
Grace laughed; this SatNav was the worst idea ever.
"Does anyone know where we are?" Rigsby asked.
They all looked at the SatNav,
"Turn Right!" It demanded.
"Please…" Jane begged.
"No." Teresa replied. This had gone on for several minutes.
"Why?"
"Because we are not lost!" Teresa answered.
"Please…" Jane repeated.
"Fine, set it up and plug it in."
Jane fiddled with the SatNav pressing random buttons and hoping for the best.
"Do you know what you're doing?" Teresa asked.
"Yo and Nes." Jane answered.
"Forget I asked." She replied.
After a while the SatNav was plugged in and set up.
"Turn left at the next exit then keep going until you reach the lake." The SatNav said in an Irish accent.
"Jane." Teresa started. "Why is it talking with an Irish accent?"
"Tessie, my dear. The Irish one was the one I wanted."
"Why, I don't understand him, I could of sworn he just said Turn left at the scorching feet untied on peach rake."
Patrick laughed at the translation.
"Wanna pear or an apple." He smiled holding one in each hand.
"Turn Left." The SatNav boomed.
"I didn't ask you!" said Jane
Thank you for reading. DO you want me to continue?
I had so much fun writing it and I have a great idea for what can happen next.
Thanks
Bethany