Disclaimer: I do not own CSI. Or Hungry, Hungry Hippos. They are a very fine television show and game, respectively. I am just borrowing them because I am bored and somewhat silly.
Authors note: Thanks to MadGeorge for inspiring me to write this story, and keeping me motivated.
A bead of sweat rolled down her forehead. Her timing and reflexes had to be just right. She couldn't mess this up, a lot was riding on this-including her reputation. OK, she thought, just one more and—
"Yes!" Sara Sidle jumped out of her chair, and did a little dance. "I did it! I did it! In your face Sanders! Pay up!"
"Aw man!" Greg Sanders groaned as he took out his wallet. He had lost last week too, and the week before.
Warrick Brown chuckled. "I told you not to bet against Sara, but did you listen?" He and Nick Stokes had sat out this game. Only Sara and Greg played one on one. Warrick wisely stepped out before Greg got too serious, and Nick was banned from playing one on one against Sara since they got a little bit too carried away that one time. It was more fun to watch Sara and Greg trash talk each other over a game of Hungry, Hungry Hippos.
AN: There will be more chapters. And they'll probably be longer. Hope you like.
