Title: Diet Food
Author: sullyvann
Claim: Greg Sanders/Sara Sidle
Fandom: CSI
Theme: Set 1, prompt # 22 - taste
Rating: G
Summary: Greg finds Sara's special diet food.
Author's Notes: Written for lj user"csi50" . Inspired by the product mentioned in the story. They're yummy, man!
lj-cut text"Do you think you're FAT or something?!"
"Greg?" Sara called, opening the door to their small starter home. "You home?"
Sara and Greg had both gotten off shift at the same time, but Catherine had wanted to take Sara to breakfast, talk about some 'girls only' things – so Greg had headed home alone.
"In the kitchen!" Greg called back.
Sara smiled as she followed the sound of her husband's voice.
"Hey, sweetie!" She said as she rounded the corner and entered the kitchen, then stopped dead in her tracks.
Greg was holding her Weight Watchers ice cream bar boxes in his hands.
"What are these?" Greg asked accusingly.
"Uhm – ice cream?" Sara said sheepishly.
"Why in the world do you have Weight Watchers food in our house? Do you think you're FAT or something?" Greg asked, wide eyed at the mere thought of it. "Because I know my sister would kill for your body, and she's younger than you."
"It's not that I think I'm fat, exactly," Sara started. "But these are better for you than regular ice cream bars and come on, Greg, they taste good."
"Right. Diet food that tastes good?" Greg asked, throwing out the word 'diet' like a curse. "I don't believe you."
Sara walked over to Greg, took the box of Giant Cookie and Cream bars, plucked one out, unwrapped it, and held it out to Greg.
"Eat." She commanded.
Greg sighed and took the bar from her, tentatively licking the top layer of topping.
"Not bad, I guess." Greg said, biting into it.
"Can I have my bars back now? I'll go put them back in the freezer in the garage."
"No!" Greg exclaimed, moving the boxes out of Sara's reach. "I want them in the house so, uh, I can have them to." He admitted.
Sara just grinned.