banner made by Lexie. thanks!

"Cristina, what are you doing?" Meredith asked from behind her.

"Uh, nothing!" Cristina said as she stuffed her green tentacle in her pants. "I was just..."

"Not now - Addison paged us!" Meredith informed her as she broke out in a jog toward the elevator.

That was a close one. Cristina realized. She shakily followed Meredith toward the elevator.

"What does Montgomery have us assigned to?" she asked Meredith casually.

"Mrs. Maxwell's having her baby now," Meredith answered in annoyance.

"What's your problem?" asked Cristina.

"Nothing."

"Oh, come on. Stop being such a -"

"You didn't comment me back," Meredith said heatedly.

"What are you talking about?" Cristina asked innocently.

"Oh, gee, I don't know," Meredith said sarcastically. "Probably the fact that I left you a comment, a picture comment, a message, and a blog comment on your MySpace and I got nothing back."

"I didn't even see it!" Cristina defended.

"Oh, okay," Meredith answered dryly.

"Now what?"

"It's just that... the "online now" icon was under your name when I looked at you on my top 8. And it happened to be right after I left you all those comments."

"So what are you saying?" Cristina asked impatiently.

"I guess what I'm saying is... don't be surprised if you moved down a couple spots on my top 8."

Earthlings are so irrational, Cristina thought as she blinked back tears.

LMFAO.

OMIGOD.

BEST FANFICTION EVER!

OMFG OH ASHLEY. YOU MAKE ME LAUGH!

hahahahahah FANTASHLEY!!!!

thanks guys :wub: maybe I'll post another one tomorrow! :o

oh and Lexi I'll put up the new banner tomorrow cuz I have to go to bed now. thanks it rocks! :P

OMG FANTASHLEY!!!!
THIS IS ME >>> :rofl: :lol: :claps: EVERYTIME YOU POST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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wow that was probably the best story i ever read!!!!! you should be a writter for grey's anatomy, you would get so much money you could bail me out of jail after the police find out i stalk mr.parks!!!! lol........if anyone is reading this and shaking there head in dissapoval its an inside joke.....gosh

mr. parks is our driver's ed teacher just so you guys know :lol:

why thank you valerie. you might not want to say your stalking plans on here though just in case mr. parks is an avid grey's anatomy fan and really exists under the username lexiegrey.

...damnit. STOP FIGURING ME OUT.

Wow 'Lexie' you are even sneakier than Cindy!!! :o :o :ninja:

I'm like five people. :ninja:

....I cannot reveal who I truly am. Just know if things that happened in the fic thread happen on Grey's...I had nothing to do with it.

ooh like revealing that Cristina's an alien? :o

Shonda will kill me if I spill too much information. I can't loose my job!

I knew it! how many tentacles are you gonna give her?!?

I'm not on the writing team so I have no clue...

Wait! NO NO TENTACLES.

AHHHH great, if another character leaves the show, you'll figure out who I am...

unless I already know who you are because I'm also part of the show and I see you on here sometimes... :blink:

...give me a hint who you are.


I hope Shonda doesn't read this! ha! she'll fire everyone! GAH.

Cristina was relieved to see the elevator doors open. Finally, somebody had come to save her from the awkward silence! Her heart sunk, however, when she saw it was Burke. There had been a mysteriously sexy woman commenting Burke's pictures these past few days, and Cristina was getting paranoid. She couldn't see what Burke said back, though, because the woman's profile was set to private.

"Hello, Meredith," Burke greeted. He then nodded at Cristina. More awkward silence.

"Oh - that's it! This is getting unbearable," Cristina complained as she sprinted out of the elevator. When she turned the corner, she was suprised to see the Chief laying facedown on the ground, handcuffed. Five squads of back-up cops were surrounding Webber, all pointing their guns directly at his head.

"I - I swear! I didn't do it!" screamed Webber, thrashing violently.

"Tell it to the judge," said a masked cop. He signaled to his men, who inched slowly toward Webber until the were within arm-reaching distance. Richard was foaming at the mouth and snapping at anybody that was close enough to bite.

"What's going on?" Cristina asked George, who was surveying the entire scene from the room to the left.

"They caught Dr. Webber helping illegal immigrants across the border," George said quietly. Ten minutes later, the K9 unit came in with huge, muscular dogs that aided in dragging Webber to the cop car.

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Wow you should take over the show!!! :P

:claps: :claps: :claps: :claps: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: OMFGGGG soooo funny!!!!

:claps: AHAHHAHAAHA YOU THREW THE CHIEF WEBBER THING IN THERE.

OMFG :lol:

yeah I couldn't help myself ;)

Ah Ashley i just thought...are you trying to tell us that YOU are an Alien? :?

N-n-no Cristina is!!! :unsure:

Ive got your card Fantash!!! :ninja: :sweatdrop:

So I decided to update since I haven't done so for over a month. ;)

Izzie arrived home after a long day of work. She had a box full of interesting artifacts that she had collected from Dr. Webber’s office, along with the rest of the greedy interns. It seemed that Chief wouldn’t be returning for quite a while. In fact, the only reason he would be in the hospital again is if he arrived in an ambulance after being brutally attacked by his cellmates. She walked into the house just as George was opening a box that he had gathered from the corner of Webber’s office. He eyed it suspiciously as he slowly ran his fingernail across the tape that was holding the edges together.

“What’s in it?” Izzie asked anxiously.

“It’s a videotape,” George said with a confused look on his face.

“Well, what are you waiting for? Put it in the VCR!” she demanded excitedly. Just then, her pager gave out an unusually high-pitched screech. “You’ve got to be kidding me!”

“Looks like you’re needed at the hospital,” George responded sympathetically as Izzie stomped out the door.

Little did she know, it was the radio waves from Derek’s alien radar that had interfered with the signal of the beeper.

“Now it’s just you and me,” George said evilly as he caressed the mysterious tape. He walked over to the TV to put it in when he realized that Meredith only had a DVD player there. George frantically scoured the house for a VCR, but could not find any.

Now what? he wondered. All his questions seemed to be answered when a large man knocked on his door.

“Hello, sir,” he greeted. “I was wondering if you would like to buy a VHS-DVD transmitter.”

“What’s that?” George asked suspiciously.

“Well, in the new age, people rarely have VCR’s anymore, but they may want to watch a VHS tape of some sort that has not come out on DVD,” the salesperson explained. “This converts the data off of a VHS tape into a DVD.”

George suddenly had a revelation.

“That’s perfect! I’ll take one!” he said as he paid the happy salesperson. “Keep the change!”

The man helped George haul the large transmitter inside, and George began to put his plan into action. When the salesperson was well out of sight, he lugged the transmitter to the back of Meredith’s house and down the steps. He then dragged it toward their next-door-neighbor’s house, who happened to have a window open on the side. After pushing the transmitter up against the wall, he boosted himself up on top of it and climbed through the window. Knowing how old-fashioned these neighbors were, they were bound to have a VCR somewhere. George silently walked about the house, looking for anything that resembled one. Voila! There was one built into the plasma screen television mounted on the wall.

I was hoping it wouldn’t have come to this, George thought miserably as he unscrewed the TV from the wall.

“Put your hands behind your back!” an angry police officer shouted as he pointed his gun at George. It appeared that the “old-fashioned” neighbors with the plasma also had a high-tech burglar alarm.

Without hesitation, George heaved the television in the direction of the nearest officer and dove out the window. However, it wasn’t the same window that the transmitter was in front of, so he fell a story and then plummeted through the window well. When he woke up, he was sitting in cold, steel cell with a lidless toilet.

“Ah, you’re alive,” said Dr. Webber.

ROLFLMFAO.

OMG.

CAN'T.BREATHE.

Hahahahahah MORE...NOW!!!!!

LMFAO!! OMFGGGGGG
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!

*passes out from laughing so hard*
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ahhhh that was Fuuunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnyyyyyyyyyy! :claps: :claps: :claps:

haha thanks guys :wub:

Wow I'm really slacking with the updates here... Here's a small little update. Maybe I'll do more tomorrow. enjoy! :spaceship:

After many endless hours of watching Dr. Webber clip his toenails, George finally gathered up the courage to ask him the question that had been burning inside him for a while.

"What kind of lotion do you use on your skin?" he asked sheepishly.

"Ocho," Webber answered, as he yanked a nasty hang nail out of his big toe.

"But isn't that a tanning lotion?" a confused George asked.

"I'm not really black," Richard confessed.

"But why--?"

"I don't really want to talk about it right now," said Webber.

"Well, I have another question, too," George implored further. He wanted to know what was on that mysterious videotape that had cost him his freedom. When Dr. Webber didn't say anything, he went on. "There's this videotape that I smuggled out of your office after you got dragged off by the dogs."

"Ah, yes, that must have been quite amusing for you," he chuckled.

"Well, yes, it was," said a nervous George. "Ha, I liked the part when you actually snapped back at one of the dogs and--"

"What's your question?" asked Richard impatiently.

"I wanted to know what is on the videotape," said George simply.

"Oh, is it the one that's labeled 'Getting Dirty with Ellis'?"

"Uh, no," George answered.

"Oh, thank God." Richard sighed as a big nail landed on George's cheek.

"It's just a plain, black tape," said George irritably as he wiped off the nail.

"So it didn't say 'Terrorist Plot' or anything on the side at all?"

"No, no it didn't."

"Well then..." Webber said mysteriously. "You've gotten your hands on a very valuable tape of mine. One that wasn't meant to be seen by anybody other than me. But since we're both in jail and don't seem to be getting out anytime soon, I suppose I can tell you what is on that tape."

These words had George on the edge of his cement toilet, but before Webber could speak, an excited 3rd grade class stopped in front of their cellar and looked anxiously as a prison tour guide spoke some more.

"If these two behave, you may get to feed them some treats through the bars!" said the tour guide excitedly as the class cheered.

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LMFAO I LOVE YOU FANTASH! you funny funny alien cookie :claps: :greenalien:
That rocked!
:P

OM WORD! I can't talk cuz i'm too busy

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(I wanna get a hold of that tape)
can't wait for the next update :heart:

haha thanks normal friend and Cindy!!! :lol: sorry it wasn't that much :innocent:

OMFG OMFG!!!!!

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I freaking LOVED it. The Chief isn't really black? NICE TWIST.

HAHA thanks! :rockstar: yeah I think you should reveal that when you write season 4 for the REAL grey's ;)

Who says I'm not already writing it? :unsure:

oh, right, well... :unsure: FINE then in season 5!!! unless you're already writing that too :huh:

hahahahaha omfg Ashley YOU ROCK MY SOCKS!! :rockstar: