Slow Days
Chapter 4: Do You Know the Muffin Man?
After ripping some parts from the confiscated ice cream truck and doing some more sneaking around their prank was set; now all they had to do was wait. And as luck would have it their wait wasn't very long.
Two days after the CSIs had set their little trap Grissom and Sara were headed to a 419 out in the desert, along the way Grissom got a phone call.
"This is Grissom" he answered. The other person talked for a moment before he said "Thanks Jim" and closed the phone.
"What was that about?" Sara asked from the passenger seat.
"That was Captain Brass telling us we should hurry because it looks like it could rain"
He then reached down at flipped the switch that turns on the external siren. Only when we did it wasn't the standard police siren that came blaring out of the speaker.
"Oh do you know the muffin man?" Sang the noise.
Grissom shot Sara a look that clearly said we'll discuss this later and began to honk the horn in an attempt to get the confused motorists to move out of the way for the SUV that looked like a police car but sounded like an ice cream truck.
When they pulled up to the yellow tape it was plain to see that the officers on scene were having a very hard time keeping a straight face.
"Hey Gil what's with your-" Brass started.
"Don't ask" Grissom said cutting him off.
After that he remained silent until they were heading back to the lab.
"All right who did it?" he asked
"I did" Sara answered immediately.
"I don't believe that." He said calmly.
"Why not?" she demanded.
"Because there is no way anyone could come up with a prank like this and keep it to themselves."
She didn't respond.
When they pulled into the parking lot he turned to her and said "Gather everyone for a meeting in the break room please"
She raised her eyebrows but complied with his request.
Five minutes later they were all sitting in a nervous silence.
"Well I want you all to know it has been a pleasure working with you" Greg said morbidly as Grissom walked into the room.
"It has come to my attention that the more rules I make the further out of your way you go to break them." He said his eyes sweeping the room. "So I'm done."
"What do you mean?" Nick asked nervously.
"Just that. I'm done" and with that he took the list from its place on the fridge and ripped it in half. "Just do me a favor and don't do anything stupid."
Well there you have it, my first CSI series. And to tell you the truth I'm not very pleased with it. Please review and let me know what you think. If I get enough negative comments I'll probably stop writing CSI fics because I personally think I butcher the characters.
Thanks for reading.
Sparky
