Timothy McGee was finally setting down for the day. His roomy, Gibbs was at the office talking to Ziva about some family problems. "At last, I can finish reading the dictionary." McGee said opening up to the S's. He started reading.
The door opened and in walked Gibbs, with a feeling of joy not far behind him. "Hey McGee, you'll never guess what happened to me on the subway." He said, a little to cheerful to be Gibbs. His face was red from the chilled air outside the apartment.
"Umm Boss, are you okay?" Tim asked looking up from his dictionary. "And I'm trying to read, so can you tell me about it later?" He dropped his eyes down to the page again, a little afraid of what Gibbs would do next.
"Well this guy walked up to me, sat down, and started talking to me about his day. I think he thought I must be Gay."
"Gibbs, I'm trying to read! And why should I care about what some guy thought? I don't care. What'd you have for lunch today?"
"Man, there's no reason to get defensive about this Tim. I was just telling you about my day." Gibbs started to frown at McGee.
'I AM NOT BEING DEFENSIVE!!!!!" McGee yelled. "Now can you let me finish reading this?"
"Now Tim, don't deny your feelings." Gibbs sort of sung.
"Where'd that music come from? We don't own any radios." McGee stood up, and started toward Gibbs, who was now dancing around the room like an idiot.
"IF YOU WERE GAY" Gibbs Started to sing as loud as he could.
Tim was shocked at Gibbs's sudden outburst. "WHAT!!!!"
"THAT'D BE OKAY."
"I MEAN CAUSE HEY,"
"Gibbs, what are you doing?"
"I'D LIKE YOU ANYWAY."
"BECAUSE YOU SEE"
"La La La La La La La La!!"
"IF THAT WERE ME,"
"I WOULD FEEL FREE"
"TO SAY THAT I WAS GAY."
At this, McGee got really angry. He started reading aloud. "Shuttle Mark: a fabric defect…"
"BUT I'M NOT GAY."
"IF YOU WERE QUEER,"
"WHAT!!!!!"
"I'D STILL BE HERE"
"YEAR AFTER YEAR"
"I'm not listening!!!!"
"TIM,"
"BECAUSE YOUR DEAR TO ME,"
"ugh…"
"AND I KNOW THAT YOU,"
"what?"
"WOULD ACCEPT ME TOO,"
"I WOULD?"
"IF I TOLD YOU TODAY,"
"HEY, GUESS WHAT, I'M GAY!"
"I'M HAPPY"
"JUST BEING WITH YOU"
'SO WHAT SHOULD IT"
"MATTER TO ME,"
"WHAT YOU DO IN BED"
"WITH GUYS."
"That's just wrong!"
"NO IT'S NOT!"
"Ugh…"
"IF YOU WERE GAY,"
"I'D SHOUT HOORAY."
"AND HERE I'D STAY."
"BUT I'D NEVER GET IN YOUR WAY."
When Gibbs sang the last line, Tim tried to walk away, Gibbs stepped in front of him. " Ahhhh!"
"YOU CAN COUNT ON ME,"
"TO ALWAYS BE,"
"BESIDE YOU EVERY DAY,"
"TO TELL YOU IT'S OKAY."
"YOU JUST BORN THAT WAY."
"What way?"
"AND AS THEY SAY,"
" ITS IN YOUR DNA."
" YOUR GAY."
McGee's face was red. "I. AM. NOT. GAY!!!" He screamed.
"IF YOU WERE GAY" Gibbs finished.
The door opened and in walked Ziva and Abby. "Hey what's new here?" Ziva asked. Her long hair was placed on the right side of her head. Abby's pigtails were slightly off, and they looked like they had been put up outside in the hallway.
"WE'RE GAY!!!!" Gibbs yelled pointing toward McGee, and then back to himself.
"I. Am. Not. Gay," McGee said smiling, the song had changed his mind a little bit. He was starting to like being called gay. Starting to.
"Gibbs, tell me something I don't know. I had that figured out after that last wife left you. But Tim, your turning away from me now?" Abby asked a little bit sadder than she was when she entered the room.
"I…I'm not turning away… I just want to try this out for a little while and see where it'll lead me to. If you want to try it out with Ziva over there…"
"That's not going to happen, McGee. I don't work that way, I'm already with Tony, and I don't sit that way." Ziva had a facial expression like a dog. It was actually pretty sexy.
"Roll that way Ziva, it's roll that way." Gibbs corrected, his voice returning to it's usual lowness.
