Just to let you all know, I DO NOT play Angry Birds. I think it's a boring, waste of time game. By my parents like it, along with most of my friends. And it's a strategically placed game, good for Reid's overactive mind. Therefore, when thinking of a story, I think of this one. Shouldn't Reid be one of the millions playing Angry Birds? Volia, a one-shot was born. Enjoy~

DISCLAIMER:

Me: I got nothing. Jeff Davis owns everything.

Reid: It's you HAVE nothing, Olivia. You need to be precise in your gra-

Me: I. HAVE. NOTHING, OKAY?

Reid: ...*is deafened*

Derek Morgan tapped on Dr. Spencer Reid's arm lightly, who had a glazed over and outright bored look coloring his features. He yawned and turned around slowly when Derek tapped him, his eyes flashing up to the older man's on contact. "Yeah, Morgan?"

"Here," Morgan handed him a device. It was small, like a phone, but it was mostly made of screen. It had a small, circular button at the bottom, which Reid pressed as soon as he grasped the item. The screen lit up with a picture of a sunny day, with grass and tranquility. It looked almost too calming. Reid had been ready for sleeping when Morgan had come over, and now he was even more so. "It's called an iPod, genius. Or rather, than iTouch. You play games and listen to music on it. I'm surprised you've never seen one."

"I'm not one for listening to music," Reid clarified, shifting in his postion and sliding his finger across the bar which told him to. The screen saver disappeared and a bunch of blocks took it's place. "What are those?"

"Apps," Morgan explained, touching one of them which had red birds on it. "And this is called 'Angry Birds'."

"Angry what?" asked Reid, confused, as he turned the device so that the words were facing in his direction. Indeed the words "ANGRY BIRDS" were displayed quite largely on the top of the screen. He scratched the side of his head, puzzled.

Morgan laughed, obviously amused by Reid's apparent confusion. "It's a game, genius. I, well, we," he gestured to the team behind him, which hurriedly and conspiciously continued back to doing something other than watching the two of them when Morgan gestured to them. "wanted to get you into something other than being a genius and magic tricks."

"What's wrong with my magic tricks?"

"Nothing," Morgan said, tapping the "START GAME" button on the screen. Reid breathed, "Oh, I knew that."

The older man pushed the device towards Reid who took it. "You have to have the birds hit the large castle things and eventually knock them down for a certain amount of points. The more points, the better the end points."

"Oh," Reid said, staring at the game. "Okay then."

Morgan chuckled as he left the young genius in the world of the game.

A few hours passed, and the whole team had to suffer through Reid's triumphant cries of joy and the thundering growls of anger. It was like he was providing a gamer's commentary.

Hotch shot Morgan a look. "You're insane, you know that, right?"

Morgan chuckled, grinning, pleased with himself. "Don't worry, Hotch. The game only has a certain amount of battery life. And I didn't tell him about the charger."

Huzzah for crap ending! It was traditionally going to be longer, but I figured, what the hell. This might have a sequel, but you have to tell me.