Authors notes: Very short and very silly fanfic. Back to my usual Tony!Whumping ways very shortly ***insert evil laughter***
Three Men in a...
"You've got to be kidding me!" Exclaimed DiNozzo, throwing Gibbs a furious look.
"Hey! I didn't touch anything," Gibbs defended, holding out his hands to prove his innocence. DiNozzo gave him a suspicious glare.
"They'll soon have us out," Gibbs stated, a peace offering to the still furious looking DiNozzo.
DiNozzo pushed himself away from the wall. "No! No, they won't, because they know you're in here," he pointed a finger at Gibbs, just in case there could be any misunderstanding.
Gibbs frowned. "What's that got to do with anything?"
DiNozzo's eyes went wide with outrage. "What's that ... what's ...?" he spluttered. He stepped closer to Gibbs, "because you always use your office," he air quoted the word, "when you alpha dog it with Fornell," he snarled turning away. DiNozzo suddenly spun back round, "and that's why the damn thing has finally broken, with all the switch flipping," he declared, imitating the maneuver with a frenzied hand.
"Oh, God."
Both men turned at the quiet words.
"Jeez, McProbie, you look like crap."
"McGee, you claustrophobic?" Gibbs asked.
McGee shook his head. "Lunch," he gasped out.
"Lunch?" Both men repeated, sharing a puzzled look.
McGee nodded.
Gibbs gave DiNozzo an exasperated look. "This is your fault," he said simply.
"My fault?" How the hell is this my fault?" DiNozzo growled.
"You suggested the restaurant."
DiNozzo threw his hands up in disbelief. "Chuckies Chili Chow-Down serves the best steak in town."
Gibbs nodded his agreement. "That's true."
DiNozzo turned to McGee. "I told you not to eat Chuckies Chili Chow special."
"I like chili," McGee stated, letting out another groan.
"It obviously didn't like you, McGee," Gibbs added dryly.
"Sorry, boss. I can't stop it," McGee cried mournfully, letting out a loud hiss of gas.
"DiNozzo! Emergency escape hatch," Gibbs said urgently, eyeing the roof of the elevator.
"On it, boss!"