AU...Although I bet you figured that one out all on your own!
Disclaimer: I don't own CSI...yet mwhahahahahahaha Compose yourself Jai, breeeeeeath! Or Pokemon.
Authour: Me. Remember? The girl who doesn't own CSI or Pokemon?
Title: It's a funny old world.
Note: I altered some ages, and tinkered around with some of the characters backgrounds, but nothing else strange. Yeah. Right. Nothing strange? This is a CSI/Pokemon crossover. It is the epitome of strange.
"Hey, what were you guys when you first started out training? I was a Beauty." Catherine hollered across the breakroom.
"I know what Griss was!" Sara smiled. And she did, they had trained together since they were kids. "He was a Bug Maniac!"
Grissom was rinsing a mug in the breakroom sink. He smiled across the room at Sara, by way of the mirror. "Not at first." He stated. "I started out as a Bug Catcher."
"No big difference; they're both 'eww'!" Added Nick, who was comfortably lodged into the sofa. "I would not trade my childhood for any of yours, ever!"
"And...What were you then?" asked Catherine.
"Nuh uh! I'm not tellin' any of y'all."
"You seem pretty proud of it Nicky, it can't be that bad!" Warrick taunted.
"'Kay. I'll tell. But you can't laugh! I was a Guitarist!"
"A what?!?" Sara asked, despite knowing exactly what she had heard.
"Get. Out! You? Lil Nick was a Guitarist!" Warrick mocked. "Who woulda thought it eh?"
"Well what were you then, smart-ass?"
"I don't like to talk about it."
"Go on!"
But every one could tell by the look on Warrick's face that the joyus mood had been unsettled. It wasn't Nick's fault, but he felt eyes blaming him.
"I spent my child hood in the Game Corners. Never caught a Pokemon of my own from the ages of nine to twenty." Warrick explained, solemnly. "But..." He attempted to lift the mood. "...if it wasn't for that, than I wouldn't have..." at which point he tapped on a Pokeball on his belt.. "My Porygon here. I bought her when I was 13. I saw her behind the glass, and knew I had to have her. Saved up six months."
Everyone else cautiously nodded sympathetically.
"Hey, those places destroy lives. I've seen it happen before my eyes. My father owned one of the biggest Game Corners, the one in Celadon city. People came for miles to play. Came with a happy face..left empty-pocketed, empty expressioned. I've seen grown men reduced to tears."
Warrick weakly smiled, acknowledging Catherine's attempt at comforting him.
"But...isn't Porygon of unknown sex? " Sara nit-picked. It bursted out of her mouth, as she had been holding it in.
"Ah, I like to think of mine as a girl. What were you Sara, you haven't said yet?"
She replied, winking at Grissom "You'll have to ask Griss!"
TO BE CONTINUED...