Trivial Pursuits

Summary: Tony's knowledge of useless trivia turns out to be useful after all. Warning: spanking of adult. Don't like? Don't read!

Disclaimer: I don't own them, I just play with them.

This is part of my 'Lessons' universe and builds on a larger plot arc. It should make sense on its own, though.

Warning: this story contains the disciplinary spanking of an adult. If you have a problem with that, click on that 'back' button now. You've been warned.

'Tony, this really isn't a good idea...' Tim warned nervously. He wasn't surprised that his partner ignored him and continued awkwardly sifting one-handed through the underbrush that they were supposed to be searching, his other hand holding his phone against his ear. A few faint strains of elevator music could be heard coming from the device, telling Tim that Tony was still on hold. 'Tony,' he began again.

'Tim, would you relax? What can happen?'

'Gibbs could find out! That's what could happen! We're supposed to be looking for evidence that...'

'And we are looking...'

'No, I'm looking for evidence that could lead us to the kidnappers before their deadline. And you... you... you're trying to get through to a radio station quiz thing! And...'

'And I'm looking for evidence at the same time! I'm multi-tasking! What's the big deal? It's not like I can't listen to muzak and look for footprints...'

'But...'

'But nothing, Probie. Geez. You'd think... oh! Yes! Hello!'

Tim's eyes widened at the realisation that Tony had actually gotten through to the people running the quiz. This was sooo not good...