A/N: This is a story – written between 1995 and 2004 - that used to be on an old geocities site that became defunct several years ago – I rediscovered it, did some minimal editing, and decided to re-post it onto .

Camping
By: MavenAlysse
Rating: G
Date: 12/29/00
Series/Sequel: Not really. This was inspired by Sushi, Sasquatch...and Sandburg by Shiloh and Beth Manz (part of their Progression series), but not related to their fine story in any way.
Category: Drabble
Disclaimer: They belong to PetFly - don't sue! Don't sue! All you'll get is a collection of taped television shows, a pile of various comic books, and a cabinet full of an admittedly odd selection of books on a variety of subjects.
Warning: None.

Camping

The high pitched human-like whistling had been going on for some time now.

It was driving Jim nuts.

The fact that Sandburg seemed able to sleep through it drove him nuts, too.

A well aimed elbow had the anthropologist open bleary eyes. "What?"

"Can't you hear that?"

Head tilted, Blair gave Jim a shrug and nestled back into his sleeping bag. "Relax, Jim. It's just Bigfoot. Go back to sleep."

"Bigfoot? Sandburg, you don't expect me to believe in Bigfoot, do you?"

A soft snore was his reply.

"Sandburg?"

The whistling got louder.

Jim lay back down, listening intently.

End