AN: This is all stemmed off of a dream that I had a few days ago about the CSIs working in a ocean-side supermarket. I don't know why... but in my dream there was a constant mention of donuts (by me), lots of trouble-making (from Greg), and quite a bit of water. This story is from Warrick point of view. I know it's short (all the chapters are so far) but I needed a bit of an intro chapter for the running donut gag. Please review. I appreciate it.
CSI: Supermarket
Chapter 1 - The Quest for Donuts
"Powdered sugar donuts holes, chocolate, mmm maple bars." She crept along by the donut case with a bakery box, her apron spilling over her knees as she crouched down to collect her donuts. I shook my head as I approached her. It wasn't the first time one of us had found her in this position.
"What are you doing?" I asked even though I knew what she would say. She jumped and landed smack-dab on her bottom. "You ARE going to pay for those, aren't you?" She picked herself up off the floor and closed the lid on the box.
"That was NOT funny, Warrick Brown." She turned her hairnet-clad head to look at me. "And yes, I will pay for them." I watched her pull out her wallet and hand me a five-dollar bill. "Give this to Nick. I'll be in the shipment room with Greg and Archie. Thank you." She clutched her box of donuts and headed to the other end of the grocery story. I watched her leave but she got no further than aisle 3 before her father stopped her. Her father, Mr. Martin, hung around all the time to keep her donut free. And he always managed to succeed. I pocketed the money and approached the two.
"… know better than to eat the donuts." I caught the end of him accusing her again. The way I'd seen him go on other times, you would think the donuts had illegal drugs in them.
"But, dad-" She stopped when she saw me. "Fine." Mr. Martin walked back to the bakery to return the donuts. "Thanks for helping me, Brown." She spat and stalked off towards the shipment room.
I ran after her. "Tris, wait." I stopped in front of her and put my hand out to stop her. "I'm sorry."
She sighed. "I'm still going to the shipment room. I suppose you can come too."
"But, Trista, we can't abandon our posts at the deli." I said gesturing to the deli area an aisle away. She started walking again and I followed at a safe distance. She was going to go recruit Greg and Archie into helping her in her so far unsuccessful quest for donuts.
CSI: Supermarket
Chapter 1 - The Quest for Donuts
"Powdered sugar donuts holes, chocolate, mmm maple bars." She crept along by the donut case with a bakery box, her apron spilling over her knees as she crouched down to collect her donuts. I shook my head as I approached her. It wasn't the first time one of us had found her in this position.
"What are you doing?" I asked even though I knew what she would say. She jumped and landed smack-dab on her bottom. "You ARE going to pay for those, aren't you?" She picked herself up off the floor and closed the lid on the box.
"That was NOT funny, Warrick Brown." She turned her hairnet-clad head to look at me. "And yes, I will pay for them." I watched her pull out her wallet and hand me a five-dollar bill. "Give this to Nick. I'll be in the shipment room with Greg and Archie. Thank you." She clutched her box of donuts and headed to the other end of the grocery story. I watched her leave but she got no further than aisle 3 before her father stopped her. Her father, Mr. Martin, hung around all the time to keep her donut free. And he always managed to succeed. I pocketed the money and approached the two.
"… know better than to eat the donuts." I caught the end of him accusing her again. The way I'd seen him go on other times, you would think the donuts had illegal drugs in them.
"But, dad-" She stopped when she saw me. "Fine." Mr. Martin walked back to the bakery to return the donuts. "Thanks for helping me, Brown." She spat and stalked off towards the shipment room.
I ran after her. "Tris, wait." I stopped in front of her and put my hand out to stop her. "I'm sorry."
She sighed. "I'm still going to the shipment room. I suppose you can come too."
"But, Trista, we can't abandon our posts at the deli." I said gesturing to the deli area an aisle away. She started walking again and I followed at a safe distance. She was going to go recruit Greg and Archie into helping her in her so far unsuccessful quest for donuts.