(Since the 365_prompts community has quite effectivly died, I figured I'd just upload my prompts to . Hopefully somebody enjoys them! :D )
DiNozzo Residence, 0530 hrs.
*BEEPBEEPBEEPBEE-*
*smack*
He groans.
There is NO way it's morning already.
Rolling on his side (dislodging Ziva, who simply flops herself onto McGee,) Tony squints at the curtains across the room.
Sure enough, there's the early morning rays of sun, struggling to peek their way through the heavy fabric.
Somebody shifts beside him, and Ziva sits up, rubbing her eyes and questioning softly, "What time is it?"
Tim, on her other side, turns and glares at the offending object. "It's...5:30. Why the hell are we awake at 5:30?"
Tony yawns, one hand scratching at his shirtless chest, the other covering his mouth. "Cuz Boss wanted us to come in early for shooting evaluations."
The younger man makes a noise of dissatisfaction and throws himself back onto the bed. "I don't want to...", he mutters, a uncharacteristic whine in his voice.
Ziva pats his arms sympathetically. "I do not wish to either, McGee," she sighs, "but it must be done."
"Be thankful it's only once a year." The other man throws in. He turns to rest his feet on the floor, scrubbing a hand over his face and yawning again.
The former Mossad Officer scoots to sit beside him for a moment, then stands and stretches lazily. Tim mutters again, something about "Stupid job..", then he too stands.
Tony pushes himself off the bed, stretching his arms over his head with a lazy grin.
"Last one to the shower is…Agent Sacks!"
He then takes off, Ziva hot on his heels. McGee's right behind her, and for a while, the only sounds in the house are running water and hysterical laughter.
(lame ending is lame. :\ oh, well. At least I tried. (: )