Closet WOW-er
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Fanfic brought on by a memory from my language arts class last year… In a nutshell, my teacher was rather sarcastic. McGee/Tony brotherly teasing friendship type thing. With a bit of Abby for good measure!
"C'mon McGee admit it. You stay up all night and you covet the swords and you buy the Mountain Dew when it's in the stores."
"I do not either, Tony." McGee responded, focusing on typing on one of the computers in Abby's lab, while Tony obnoxiously fluttered around him.
"Well, what do you do then? Do you do it conspicuously? Under your Tom Clancy-esque pseudonym?"
"Face it, McGee," said Abby as she walked around from the other side of the workstation. "You've been found out. Best to admit it now than when Gibbs walks in."
McGee looked over at Abby. "How do you know he's coming?"
"Well, you're on the verge of finding something aren't you?" Abby asked. McGee was about to speak when Gibbs walked in. "And, cue magic," she smiled deviously.
"What do ya got, Abbs?" Gibbs asked completely unaware of the previous conversation. "DiNozzo! What the hell are you doing down here?"
"I pissed off Ziva, Boss. I'm hiding out down here 'till she decides that she doesn't want to kill me with some random piece of office equipment."
"I don't have anything, Gibbs. But I think McGee might." Abby practically danced around the lab.
"Alright," Gibbs moved on. "What do ya got, McGee?"
"McGee has a secret Boss." Tony couldn't resist.
"He's a closet WOW-er, Gibbs." Abby said, shaking her head in almost earnest looking sadness. "He didn't want you to find out this way…"
"It's true," Tony said in mock agony. "He wanted to make you dinner, put out some candles, a book on boat building, a lifetime subscription to 'Snipers Monthly'."
"McGee," Gibbs said, gesturing to Tony. "Would you like to do the honors?"
"With pleasure, Boss." McGee replied as he smacked Tony upside the head.
"Now. What the hell is a 'closet WOW-er'?!?!"
"I pissed off Ziva, Boss. I'm hiding out down here 'till she decides that she doesn't want to kill me with some random piece of office equipment." Is a random crack at the unnecessary overuse of the fact that Ziva can kill Tony with a paper clip in fanfiction. We get it, seriously. Ziva is a kick ass assassin who could probably kill Tony with a fingernail clipping. This is only second in the overuse department to the whole Sweet Cheeks/ Hairy Butt situation.
Also, this is not meant to be a dig at people who play WOW. I know a lot of people who play, but I can also totally see Tony and Abby giving McGee a hard time about playing.
Alright, mini rant over. I hope this amused you as much as it amused me. Have a great New Year! Thanks for reading and please review!
