Author Notes: Wow, thank you all so much for your nice reviews! As request,

i'm trying on making the chapters longer. Anyway, hope you like it.

And a disclaimer: I don't own anything CSI, but if I could, I would.


Greg stopped near the mens bathroom, panting from the run. His mouth was parched, so he pushed open the door and turned on the sink. One by one, he scooped up the cold water in his hands and drank it, thinking about his previous prank. "I wonder who will be next."

As if fate heard, he heard Nick talking to Warrick outside. "Good job on that last case. What are you going to do now?" Warrick Brown asked Nick Stokes.

"I don't know dude. Probably write the report from the Herring case..." The rest Greg didn't hear, because he had the perfect idea for the next prank.

He ran to each of the stalls, and pulled off the toilet paper and shoved them in the bottom of the trashcan. He knew Nick always went to the last one in the row. But missing toilet paper wasn't enough. Greg started digging through his pockets. There where some papers, old gum wrappers, and what's this?

He smirked at what he saw. In his hand he had super glue, and a chemical adhesive compound that he got from the lab to, oddly enough, glue down pencils in Grissom's office before the discovery he was asleep in his office. This would work perfectly.

He pushed open the door of the last stall, and began to put the superglue around the toilet lid. Then grabing the chemical bottle, he pulled of the top and lightly poured it around the lid, watching it combined with the superglue and immediatly start to dry.

Nick pushed open the door and shouted, "Bye Warrick. See you later." He looked into the mirror and combed his hair though once, not seeing Greg slide under the last stall into the second to last one. He picked at his teeth, and started washing his face.

"Hurry up!" Greg whispered, worried that the glue would dry by the time Nick decided to go. Greg also hoped Nick was in there just to pee, that way he would have to sit on the toilet. He heard Nick walk to the stall next to him, and lock the door. Greg held his breath and pulled his legs up with him on the toilet, so Nick wouldn't see him.

A couple minutes went by with, in Greg's opinion, some horrible bathroom sounds, before he heard a scream in the stall. It made Greg jump, but he remained quiet.

"F." Nick said. "Whose idea was this?" He mummbled, trying hardly to pull himself off the toilet seat. The act of him sitting up and forcibly being forced down caused rather odd suction sounds. Greg tried his hardest not to laugh.

"HELP!" Nick screamed, sweating from the humiliation and realizing that he would have to get someone to come help him. He pulled out his phone from the pants around his ankles, and dialed Warricks number.

"This is Warrick." He heard from the other end. He paused, wondering whether or not to do this. "Hello?" Warrick asked again.

"Hi War. It's Nick. Umm, could you go into the bathroom for a second? And bring anything that will dissolve superglue?"

There was a long pause and a laugh. "Alright Nick, what did you get yourself into this time?"

"Some jerk put superglue all over the toilet seat. And I sat on it." He lowered his head in embarrasement, knowing this would defiantly get around the office.

"I'll be right there Nick." Warrick said, trying hard to sound serious.

Greg needed to get out before Warrick decided to come in. He sat up and pushed open the door slowly, but it squeeked loudly. Hearing Nick scream, "Who's there?" Greg ran out of the bathroom, and snuck around the corner just in time to see Warrick walking down the hall, adhesive remover in his hand.