Snickers Scenario's

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before nick has time to show his cards sara buts in

S: WAIT
N: what?
S: winner takes the clothes off the loser :devil:
N: nice
S: you game stokes?
N: you game sidle?
S: ill take that as a yes
N: that too
S: ok then, show em

*show their cards*

N: damn, i thought i was deff going to win
S: HA, now come here, i need to undress you :devil:
N: *gulp* :devil:
 
N: (blushes) OK, I'm ready.
S: You're blushing. Are you sure?
N: I'm sure. Are you backing off?
S: No. I was just making sure I'm not taking advantage of you.
N: Oh, trust me, you're not.
S: (mocks) Eager, are we?
N: Not as much as you, apparently.
S: (huffs) Please. I just want to finish this game.
N: (jokes) And what? Start a new one?
S: (seriously) That depends on which game do you wanna play next. Now, come here.
N: (gulps, but stands)
 
S: *notices the bulge in nick's boxers* well you definately are ready, arent you soldier.
N: *groans*
S: isn't anatomy a wonderful thing nicky?
N: no, its highly embarassing
S: well if it makes you feel any better, i'm just as aroused *growls in his ear as she stands infront of him*
N: ah, what, um, yeah
S: *looks up at nick as she hooks her fingers into the sides of his boxers*
N: *looks down at sara and notices the lust in her eyes*
S: what do you say we call this round a draw?
N: deal *raises one hand to sara's back and finds the bra clasp*
S: on the count of 3
N: 1
S: 2

before they get to three their lips are attatched in a hungry kiss and within seconds all their remaining clothing was lost as they fall onto the couch in a tangle of arms and legs. when the need for air becomes to great the break away panting for air.

N: you jumped the gun
S: simultanous false start, doesnt count
N: where were we?
S: here

sara pulls nick down for another kiss :devil:
 
May I venture an idea? :) I was hoping to bring back some crime solving, so why not have them paired up on a case? Twist is seasonal: their victim was found strangled with Christmas lights.
Hopefully it will handled in a believable way. (Sara and Nick ending up naked shouldn't happen in just five posts. It should take between six and ten. :lol:)

*Festive flashes of red and green, tightly woven around the victim's neck, greeted the two surprised investigators. David briefed Nick and Sara on his findings before pointing out the flashing light bulbs.*

David: I didn't want to unplug the lights until you guys got here.
Nick: Okay, thanks Superdave. *He goes over and carefully takes out the cord* We'll take it from here.
*David nods and loads the body, then leaves.*
Sara: *slight smirk* And it's not even Christmas.
Nick: *chuckle* Any chance this guy was frustrated over untangling his lights?
Sara: Someone was definitely angry. *she wanders over to some broken glass ornaments*
Nick: Well, let's get started.
*Cue a montage of them collecting evidence. Broken ornaments, stray hairs, and fingerprints.*

(A bit much with the montage? :p Oh well. Hopefully someone wants to continue from here.)
 
N: hey sara, what do you make of this? *points to a rather large footprint*
S: um, big foot killed our vic?
N: it looks like it, ill lift it, its deffinately an identifying feature
S: sure is. i got some bright red and white fibres off the vic's cloathing, i'll get them to trace when we get back for analysis, you got anything else?
N: just some strange smudges coming from the fireplace to the vic. looks like soot, i collected a sample for identification.
S: so you about ready to head back?
N: sure am



(SANTA IS A MURDERER) HAHAHAHAHA
 
(they're driving together)

N: So, Sara, I forgot to ask you. Do you have any big plans for Christmas?
S: (mutters) I..don't know yet.
N: What was that?
S: Oh, you know, just my enthusiasm . What about you?
N: I have a few possibilities. Still weighing the options. but, I'm looking forward to it.
S: Only you can look forward to Christmas after seeing a case where someone was trangled with christmas lights.
N: (chuckles) So...how come you still don't know what you're doing on Christmas?
S: (thinks) I can't tell him that Grissom still hasn't said anything about Christmas... Ahm...you know, there's still time...?
N: Sara, Christmas is only a few weeks away. That's it. You're spending it with me.
S: You just said that you don't know what you're doing for Christmas.
N: (smiles) Well, whatever it is, it will involve you.
 
S: are you sure, i ah, dont want to be a burden
N: you could never be a burden

they are silent for the rest of the ride, sara wondering how she will tell gris she is spending christmas with nick, and wondering how he will react, and also wondering if she will care if he gets angry.


later at the lab

N: hey sara, i got results back from trace on the fibers
S: why are you grinning like that?
N: red felt, white cotten, and the soot was from the chimney.
S: and?
N: i think santa might have been naughty this year
S: what?
N: come one sar, red felt like a sata suite, white cotton like the beard of a santa suite, and soot from the chimney? not to mention the huge bootprints, like santa boots.
S: nick you are insane
N: yes, but the evidence fits.
S: well, where does one go to get a santa suite?
 
N: Ahm...well...I have no idea.
S: (teasing) Never dressed like a Santa for Christmas?
N: For your information, yes, I have, but I already had the suit my father wore before.
S: That's cute.
N: It is?
S: Yeah...Anyway, we should probably get Brass on that. Maybe he can send some cadets to do a search for us while we analyze the rest of the stuff.
N: (chuckles) Or maybe we should just ask Grissom.
S: Why Grissom?
N: I don't know. I just have a vision of him in a Santa suit.
S: You have visions of Grissom?
N: Well, they are nothing like yours.
 
S: i dont have visions of grissom
N: ahuh
S: anymore
N: right
S: i dont *thinks about how true it is, and gets a lil worried*
N: so how about we split up, ill go ask gris and you go ask brass, and hopefully we'll get somewhere to start
S: ok. we will need to get lucky, i can hardly imagine how many places have santa suits for sale or hire at this time of year
N: this is going to be a long shift
S: sure is, atleast you dont have anyone waiting for you at home
N: and you do?
S: no *yes, but no*
N: i thought, you and, ah...
S: you know?
N: course i do, i know you sar
S: well, he wont be waiting for me
N: why?
S: better things to do i guess
N: he needs to get his priorities straight, i would wait forever for you sar, *i've allready started*

nick walks off leaving sara gobsmacked
 
(Wow, you're both doing really well with the scenario. Let me add a bit of Grissom drama to this. ;))

*Sara, not knowing what to say just walks towards trace. She's wondering what Nick means when she smacks straight into Grissom!*
S: Sorry. I wasn't paying attention...
G: It's alright. Actually, I was looking for you.
S: Really? About what?
G: How about we talk in my office.
*She follows him into his office, feeling something isn't right, particularly because of his serious tone.*
G: I'm not going to be here for Christmas.
S: What?
G: I thought I should let you know that I'm heading up to Massachusetts in a few days.
S: *feels confused at first then gets slightly upset* Alright... *sarcastically* Well, thanks for the heads up.
G: Sara...
S: I have to get to trace. *heads for the door* I have to go. Goodbye.
*Sara walks to trace not bothering to look back. Only when she sees Hodges does she realize that Grissom didn't even go after her. She just frowns as she shakes her head and decides to concentrate on her and Nick's current case.*
 
Grissom thinks about going after sara but decides not to as he doesnt want a confrontation in the office.

sara continues on top trace and smiles as she see's nick at the door

S: hey nick
N: hey, hodges found something in the red fibre that will help us determine where it came from, its a really long word that i wont bother repeating, but brass found the store that stocks the santa suits with the same 'chamical' in the red felt.
S: well then, looks like we are going shopping
N: sure does
 
Okay. This is my first times.

Sara and Nick left the lab and arrived to the shopping store. They got out of Nick's Denali. They went inside the shop and went to the clerk to asks about where can they find Santa Suits. The clerk show Sara and Nick the Santa Suits.

N: (Whisting) Wow, that is a lot of Santa Suits.
S: Yes, which Santa's suits?
N: Well, we can buy three Santa suits.
S: Why are we buying three Santa suits? Why can we buy four instead of three?
N: Okay, we buy four suits. Wait a minutes, you not going to make me wear one.
S: Maybe or Maybe not. You looks cute in it, espeacilly that skinny butt of your.
N: You are so going to get it.
S: Catch me if you can.

They bought the suits, went back to the lab and hoping Grissom, Warrick and Brass wear it.

Okay, you guys go ahead do this.
 
see, i told you you could do it :p

nick and sara arrive back at the lab with the four suite they bought.

after a hell of alot of convincing they got brass, grossom, warrick and greg into the suits. well greg wasnt hard to convince, he actully offered. surprise surprise.

N: you all look... festive
S: nick means thank you for helping us, now nick, why are they in the suits?
N: we need to get boot prints, and need to put some soot on them to imitate going down a chimney to try and figure out what our perp's suit will look like.

rick: so why do you need 4 of us?
N: your superior CSI skills should have figured out each suit is a little different, we need to figure out which suit our perp was wearing, and then we can get a list of who they were sold to
rick: right, so this has nothing to do with making us look like idiots
S: no
N: some
grissom: nick
N: right, um, ok so off to work santa's
grissom: nick, i'll make you wear one of these to the next scene if you dont get this over with
N: right, done
S: such an easy guy to get in line aint you nick
N: shush sidle, now, if you would like to get the ink to do the footprints, ill go get the soot :D
grissom: nick you get the ink, sara you can do that soot
N: but, thats no fun
rick: neither is this *points to suit*
N: fine *sulks*
S: baby
N: not a baby
S: baby
N: not a baby
Grissom, rick, brass and greg: baby


hahahahahaha
 
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