I thought about it, and I finally got around to giving my favourite readers a third chapter. Enjoy! (keep in mind this is before the shift break-up)
Don't own CSI or any of the songs.
Sara Sidle drove back to her apartment. She glanced at the answering machine (expecting the usual zero) but saw the number one flashing. "I wonder who that could be…." She wondered aloud, pressing play.
"Hello, Sara Sidle. It is I, Greg Sanders. I have a song to sing for you."
He, Nick and Warrick were actually in Greg's Tahoe outside, in silent giggles. Like a couple of twelve year old boys playing a prank on a girl. Nick was sitting in the front seat, from the back Warrick handed him a homemade CD.
"What's on it?" Nick whispered to the back.
"Greg picked it, I think that says enough." And they both put on evil smirks.
"Wait, did you bring the grass skirts?" Nick asked,
"Yeah, they're in back, along with the coconut bikinis. Man, we are so going to scare the shit outta her." Warrick laughed.
Greg put his hand over the phone so Sara could not hear what he was about to say.
"So, we'll play the song, and then crash her apartment. Wearing the grass skirts of course, do we all have our pineapple hats?"
Warrick and Nick replied together "Yep!"
"Ok, guys. Let's play the song." And with that Nick placed the CD in the player and pressed play.
I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
Sara just stared at the machine, shocked at the words it was spitting at her. A sudden knock at the door brought her back to reality. Looking through the peephole she saw Nick, Greg and Warrick. All dressed in coconut bikinis, grass skirts and pineapple hats. Greg jumped in through as Sara opened the door. Greg was strumming at a ukulele, singing:
I was drowning in a wave of ecstasy Tsunami
Just when you think the worst has past she
rises up to destroy me,
Just when you think it's safe to sail again
Ya she rises up and then
I'm drowning in a wave of ecstasy
Tsu-Tsu-Tsunami
Nick and Greg dragged Sara outside to the Tahoe and put her in the back seat with Warrick, by now Sara was fuming. 'What the hell are they DOING TO ME!' ran through her head.
"Which club are we meeting Cath and Grissom at?" Nick asked Greg
"Something called 'Chica-Chica', he gave me the directions on this sheet of paper." Greg replied handing the sheet to his navigator (Nick) "There's also a secret on the back. But we can't tell little Sara, it's a surprise." Greg said looking at Sara's death glare through his rear-view mirror.
"You are SO dead, Sanders." Sara snapped. She couldn't do anything to Greg, though she wanted to. Both Nick and Warrick had tied her up so she could not move a muscle.
"Just turn in here Greggo, there it is." Nick said pointing at the parking lot, which was unusually empty. "Now we have to give Sara her costume." He held up a skimpy pink bunny suit.
"There is no way in hell you're getting me in that." She snarled.
Catherine came out of the building, wearing the same outfit in black. "Oh yes you will, Sara Sidle."
Excited for the next chapter? I'll post it by the end of the week
