The Dance of the Wildman
By: Chris

"Come on Sandburg, you can't be serious!"

"I swear Jim, it's a great way to get rid of the negative energy around you! It's a proven way"

Jim snorted.

"I'm not kidding man! It's been used in homes around America"

"Yeah, crazy homes. " muttered Jim.

Blair ignored him, "to diffuse the negative energy . . . plus it's fun."

Jim looked at him incredulously.

"C'mon man! Please??" Blair looked at him with big eyes and Jim had no choice.

"Damnit, I know I'm gonna regret this! Ok, ok Sandburg. Let's get this over with."

Sandburg smiled and ran over to the CD player. "One sec man, we need music."

"MUSIC? There's music for this?"

"Yup. And we have to sing along." "Uh-uh, no way, I don't care but I am not singing!"

"But Jiiiiim . . . " "Argh!! Fine! Let's get this over with then!"


Blair walked into the bullpen, alone with a smirk on his face.

The other men and woman of Major Crimes looked up and just stared at him.

Finally Rafe dared to ask, "What happened?"

Blair's smirk grew and he walked up to Captain Simon Bank's door and knocked. He walked in and put a video tape on the desk. The gang of Major Crimes walked into the office and stood their in awe. They waited while Simon grabbed his TV and VCR and put the tape in.

There was a blue screen and then an image came on.

And there was Detective Jim Ellison, Army Ranger, ex-Covert ops on the screen. His voice drifted through the speakers. "You put your backside in, you put your backside out, you put your backside in and you shake it all about . . . "

There were snickers and giggles. Blair grinned and held out his hand, waiting for the money that had been bet against him. "I told you I could get Jim to do the Hokey Pokey!!"


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