A/N: Not mine- Short one shot.
Tony sat at his desk and stared at Gibbs. They were completing the paperwork from the last several cases. It had built up too much, Tony decided. Gibbs cleared his throat, "There a problem DiNozzo?"
Tony's eyes widened, "No boss, no problem."
"There must be something DiNozzo for you to be staring at me like that."
"No boss, just..." Tony paused.
"Today, DiNozzo." Gibbs snapped.
"Just wondering if you realize that every time you hit your head you lose ten brain cells...Boss." Tony said
Gibbs looked up from his requisition form and gave Tony the patented Gibbs' Glare.
"Right Boss..." Tony quickly continued his paper work. Gibbs smirked, got up and left Tony to his work.