New NCIS project. This is my spare time thingy, I'm swamped with CSI: Miami fanfics.
"Who ever thought of this Saturday fund raising thingy needs to killed ASAP." Abby growled.
"You kill Gibbs?" Tony asked. "That's not really nice. And very un-Abby-like."
"Gibbs planned this?" Abby screeched. "Where is he?"
"Home." Tony smirked. "Looks like Gibbs isn't very good around kids."
"That's not like Gibbs. He shouldn't make us suffer. "
"Gibbs gave us many head traumas." Tony said. "It's like him."
"Correction. He gave you many head slaps." Abby said. "HE SHOULDN'T DO THIS TO ME!"
"What? Are you special?" Tony scoffed when McGee came in.
"Arghh! I'm not great with kids!" Abby screeched.
"Abby, catch!" McGee threw her a Caf-Pow..
"Oh thanks. Wait where did you get this?" Abby asked popping the can open.
"Keep one or two for drastic emergencies. That is whenever I'm falling asleep or you didn't have any and it's a Saturday."
"Thanks, Tim." Abby smiled, using the name she used rarely.
"Coffee, coffee, coffee and a Caf-Pow for you Abby." Ziva said. "Wait, why did I just give you a coffee?" Ziva asked Tony.
"You're nice today." Tony smiled. "Thank you."
"Thanks Ziva. Hopefully I won't go South from two Caf-Pow's. I might as well leave one somewhere. Um, McGee, mind if I use your freezer? I'm kinda not in the mood of going into the lab. If I do, I am afraid I'm camp out in there."
"Sure." McGee shrugged.
"Are we supposed to watch 72 kids on our own?" Tony asked.
"No, some parents are chaperoning." Ziva said.
"Why?" Abby wailed.
"Navy fan creeps." Ziva said. "And get your Caf-Pow back from McGee. Or he'll guzzle it."
"I won't! It tastes like crap!" McGee countered. "I can safely resort to coffee."
"Oh, so do I drink crap then?" Abby's eyes narrowed torwards MCgee.
"I didn't say that. I said that it tastes crap to me" McGee said.
"Watch for words, McGee. Watch 'em. And if tastes like crap, then why do have a can in your fridge?"
"We don't need you without caffeine." McGee said.
Yup. That's a chapter.