#36 Playful
Author: Allie the Gator
Word Count: 383
Fandom: CSI:Miami H/s
Gator Notes: It's a retold joke is all thanks to PattRose for the joke!

Allie was floating along in the swamp, doing her log impersonation. She sleepily opened one eye, and saw one of her humans on the shore. Slowly, she paddled to the shore. He looked so sad. Allie wondered what could make her Speed so sad. Levering herself up onto land, she settled herself up next to the vampire. She blinked up at him wisely.

"Oh, Allie," he sighed, reaching down to scritch her. "Me and guns just don't get along, you know?" Allie grumbled lightly in knowledge.

"I can tell you, right girl? You won't judge me?" Allie licked her tongue out at the sad sounding man.

"See, we were at this crime scene next to a gas station. A lady was filling her tank at the gas station, smoking a cigarette, even though all the signs say not to. The fumes that came out of the gas tank ignited, severely burning her hands.

"But it also lit up her arm, too!

"Instead of rolling on the ground to put it out, she panicked. She took off running down the street. She headed right towards us, Allie."

"I tried to stop her to put out her arm, but she just kept running and screaming. All I could think of doing was to shoot her.

"This took everyone by surprise. I ran over to her and put the fire out, then called for an ambulance."

"Everyone was looking at me, Allie. It was upsetting. But I told H, when questioned about my course of action to stop her, I said, 'My only thought was to stop her. After all, she was waving a fire-arm.' "

Scritching the gator behind her eyes, he waited. When she was relaxed, nearly asleep, he suddenly jumped up, spinning around he tapped the gator right on top of her head. "Gotcha, Gator!" He happily laughed out loud, while running off to the swamp edge.

Allie narrowed her big eyes at him. Then grumbled happily. She could take a joke, especially if it meant seeing his happy smile. Laughing at her silly humans, Allie went back to playing log in the water. Gator snickering when Speed's H caught up to him, listening to him tell Speed not to pick on something with all those teeth. Allie rolled happily, listening to the playful
banter.

The End
August 17, 2006