Snickers Scenario's

(later; Sara wiats for nick in front of her building)

N: Hey. Why are you out? I would've come up.
S: I'm just inhaling some fresh air. It's a great night.
N: That it is. So, ready?
S: Yes.
(they drive in silence)
S: So, where are we going?
N: It's just a small club, with some great jazz music. Warrick hangs out there. Swears on it.
S: OK.
N: Hey, Sara, is everything alright? I'm sorry if we forced you to go out. I mean, if you're not in the mood, or you want to spend your evening differently, with someone else...(voice trails off)
S: No, it's not that. I'm fine.
N: Well, here we are.
S: Wait, Nick?
N: Change your mind? You wanna go?
S: No. I need to ask you something first.
N: Sure.
S: Why did you tell Hank where he should take me on a first date?

 

N: because he asked
S: dont be a smartass
N: i'm not, why shouldnt i have told him?
S: ...
N: if you're upset about me talking about you behind your back im sorry, but i just wanted you to be happy
S: with hank?
N: just happy in general
S: and you thought telling hank where i would want to go would make me happy?
N: yes, apparently i thought wrong
S: yes, i mean no, well, that wasnt the problem, the place was nice, the problem was hank
N: so for the record are you pissed at me or not?
S: no
N: good, lets go inside
S: ok

nick drapes his arm over sara's shoulder as they walk through the carpark, sara relaxing and feeling less annoyed with nick, and nick happy sara isnt shitty with him nemore.

 

These scenarios are so cute... I don't want to interupt everyone's flow. But maybe I can add a few lines... *please*
^_^

Inside, the soulful song of a crooning siren called them in. Sara and Nick entered and sat down on a cozy table, far from the wispy smoke and low laughter of the other people. Yet close enough to hear the tinkly piano and the voice of the alto songstress.

S: This place is so nice. I'm glad I came, Nick.
N: I'm glad you came too.
S: Ummm... where's Warrick?
N: Huh?
S: Wasn't he supposed to meet us here?
N: Oh. I guess he's a little late.
*He smiled and turned his head in a lame attempt to "look for Warrick"*

 

^^^Oh sure! That was awesome! Glad to have you here Hestia

S: This is nice.
N: *stands up* Come on.
S: Where are we going?
N: Dancing *he takes her hand and leads her to the dance floor*
S: *grins* I love dancing.
N: I know. *brings her hand to his shoulder and grabs her waist*
S: *laughs* You must do this all the time
N: Not with you though. *smiles and gives her a little peck on the cheek*

 

Thanks for the encouragement. Alright, how about this:

*The two danced a few upbeat jazz songs, then a slow song came on*
S: Hmm... a slow song.
N: You up for it? *he grins at her*
S: Yeah, I am. *she smiles back*
*they start dancing, eyes only on each other. The whole world seems to disappear as they dance beneath the soft, dim lights of the club*
S: Nick I- *Sara's cell phone goes off*
N: Who's that?
*Sara pulled out her phone and frowned at the screen*
S: It's Hank.

 

This is short, but I just want it to happen.

N: Don't answer.
S: Nick I -
N: Just don't answer.
S: But -
N: Don't.
S: But -
N: *leans in and kisses her*
S: *drops her phone to the floor in suprise and then responds to the kiss by slipping her arms around his neck*

There's no banner for this. Unless they're in a club on the Strip.



Anyways, you can just continue. :lol:

 

ok so me and mariel decided its time for a parody type scenario, and we came up with this, nick and sara are having sex in the closet, gris catches them, but doesnt know what they were doing (its a parody) and they have to explain the birds and the bees to him, oh, and they killed his ant

nick and sara inthe closet, suddenly its too bright and sara screams when she see's gris looking at her.

G: ahh
S: OMG shut the door
G: ...
N: ah, gris?
G: ...

grissom shuts the door

S to N: you are sooooo dead
N to S: you started this in here
S to N: shhh

they get their clothes back on and step out where grissom is still watching them

G: um, what were you doing?
S&N: *cough blush cough* urm
G: it looked, interesting
S: gris, are you okay?
G: who me? i'm fine, so, what were you doing, can i join in? oooh i wanna play i wanna play
N: *cough* gris, did you like eat one of the cookies from greg's desk?
G: maybe
S: oh lord
G: i wanna play
N: go play with lady heather or something
G: but i wanna play with you two!
S: grissom, snap out of it
G: snap, i luv that card game!!! lets play!!!

grissom runs off to grab a deck of cards

S: please pinch me
N: *pinch*
S: ow
N: damn, this is real
S: did gris eat a hash cookie?
N: i sure as hell hope so!

grissom runs back jumping up aqnd down holding a deck of cards

G: lets play snap, then we can go in the cupboard and you can show me what you were doing

 

OMG, haha! :lol:

N: Have you had your medication, Grissom?
G: Medication? I dunno. Play?
S: No.
G: Ah, come on!
N: Yeah, Sara. Come on. Play.
S: *shots him a glare* Careful.
G: So you need to have your clothes of for this game? *starts to undress himself*
S: *covers her face with her hands* OMG!
N: Grissom! Stop!
G: Come on! Play along!
S: Grissom you got to stop!
G: But... why?
S: We weren't playing!
N: We weren't?
S: Shut up.
G: Then can we play now?
S: No.
N: Wait, we can play.
S: What?
N: Yes. You know what Grissom? You go play with your ants then Sara and I can go play in the broom closet again. Alone.
G: My ants? Okay. *grabs a jar with ants*
N: *whispers* Let's go.
*S&N leave*
G: Wait!
*S&N freeze*
G: I think Skippy is sick.
S: Who?
G: Skippy! Look at him! *shows an ant*
S: Um... Nick. Does Skippy look sick to you?
N: Um.... he's rather dead. I think.
G: *stares at him*
N: I'm sorry, Gris, he's gone. I think it was his time.
G: He's gone? Then bring him back.
S: He's not getting back, Grissom. I'm so sorry, but you have to face it.
G: Wait. Sara show me your hands.
S: *shows her hands*
G: You got peanut butter on your hands. There's peanut butter on the jar.
N&S: *gulps*
G: YOU TWO KILLED SKIPPY!

I got carried away. :lol:

 

N&S: NO
G: YES
N: it wasnt me, i hate peanut butter
G: i like it with jelly
S: ok then
G: wait, you killed skippy *points to sara*
S: no i didnt
G: the evidence tells you did
S: well, grissom is back
G: no one calls me that, they all call me gilbert
N: yes gilbert
G: yes
S: so how about you go give skippy a funeral
N: and sara and i can play in the closet
G: i want to play too
S: doesnt skippy need a funeral
G: no, he's just an ant, i wanna play
N: then call lady heather, im sure she would love to play with you
G: lasrt time i called her she put me in a dog collar with pulled me around with a chain
S: TMI
G: it was fun to play dog and master
N: im going to be sick
G: ewwww vomit, gross
S: this is doing my head in
N: me too
G: lets play

((this is insane greg and his damn weed, n hash cookies, lol))

 

C: *walks in* Grissom? We got a 419. Are you coming?
S: God bless you.
G: Are we gonna play?
C: Huh?
G: I wanna play! Sara and Nick were playing in the br -
S: SHUT UP!
G: They were playing in the broom closet! Undressed. *sticks his tongue out to S*
S: Please kill me. No, wait. Kill him. *points at G*
C: *looks at N&S* In the broom closet? Interesting...
N: You had a 419?
C: Ah yes. Coming, Grissom?
G: *crosses his arms over his chest and looks mad* I wanna play.
C: You know what? I think I've got some of Lindsey's Barbies in the car. You can play with those, if you want.
G: I wanna play with Nick and Sara. Their game was way more interesting.
C: Okay, who did this to you?
N: It wasn't me!
S: Me neither!
C: I'm gonna kill Greg. Come on Gil! *drags G outside* *grins to N&S* I'll talk to you later.
S: Eh... hehe.
N: Byes.
C: Byes.
*C&G leave*
N: So.... broom closet? :devil:

 

S: just remember to lock the door this time
N: hey, you jumped me bofore i got the chance
S: as always you just cant take responsibility can you stokes
N: ok lets see if you can lock the door with me nibbling on your neck
S: lets

later...

N: told you you couldnt
S: atleast grissom didnt catch us

gris walks in

G: time to play?

 

N: Ugh, God! Grissom, would you get the hell outta here?
G: *chin quivers* B--B-But.... I don't like it when people yell at me!!! *cries uncontrollably*
S: Nick, what did you do?!?! *slaps Nick*
N: It had to happen sometime...
S: I'm not making him stop crying.
N: Me neither. Uh-uh.
S: *death glares at Nick*
N: PLEASE... you and I both know that that doesn't work on me. EVER.
S: Fine....You're not getting any for a week if you don't make him stop.
N: *gasp*
S: So you better go ahead and make him stop, mister.
N: *glares at S* *turns to Grissom* Hey, Griss? I mean, Gilbert?
G: Yes?
N: Um...I'm sorry I yelled at you...
G: ....I want a cookie.
N&S: Oh, God, no.

 

S: i'm calling lady heather
G: NOOOOO i dont want to play puppy again
N: oh god, sara do something
S: you started this, you do something
G: WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

 

Crap!!! Sorry, hearty...I edited my post.

 

sorry? it fitted fine... now im confused... lol