TRADITIONS
By Peppe1951
Summary: Gibbs and his team celebrate Christmas in Stillwater, PA this year.
Warning: Disciplining of an adult. Don't like? Don't read! Disclaimer: NCIS belongs to CBS and Paramount; I only write about them.
Chapter 7
Gibbs and Tony entered to find the rest of the family up and eating the grand breakfast that Jack had prepared. "Hey, I was starting to wonder where you two wandered of to," Jack said.
"Oh, we went for a short walk to admire the countryside," Gibbs replied as they sat down to eat.
"How are you feeling, Anthony," asked Ducky?
"Just peachy, Ducky and when I got cold Gibbs was kind enough to give me something to warm me right up," he replied secretively.
Ducky nodded saying, "I want to check you out, jus the same Tony. I wait until after breakfast though."
Tony nodded and the two dug in. There was little conversation around the table as the family ate; everything was just too good. Tony poured some sugar in the 'coffee' and took a large mouthful that he hastily swallowed before yelling, "What the hell is that; it's awful?"
"TONY! Your language," Ducky replied disapprovingly, "it's a tea I brewed for you to drink to help with your cold and you will swallow every drop…doctor's orders," he added sternly.
Tony eyed the concoction in his cup before adding more sugar before he tried it again. This time he was able to drink it and downed the whole thing before turning to Ducky and saying, "I'm finished; can I have some coffee now?"
"Sure, but you will be drinking that brew plus a few others throughout the day, so get use to it," Ducky replied seriously.
"Yes, 'Uncle Ducky'," Tony replied insolently as he returned to his breakfast.
Once breakfast was over everybody was shooed out of the kitchen so Ducky could examine Tony in the warmth of the room. Jack left telling the gang how Christmas was spent when Leroy was a boy leaving his son with Tony and Ducky.
"How does his lungs sound, duck," asked Gibbs of his old friend.
"Scratchy, Jethro," replied Ducky angrily. "How many licks did you give him for this last stunt/"
"One"
"Only one?"
"I used a strap and the lick was hard," Gibbs replied.
"You should have given him more for endangering his health like this."
"Hey, that lick hurt," Tony said indignantly.
"But not hard enough to equal the risk you took Anthony," replied Ducky. "Your lungs didn't sound that bad last night; I felt with the right type of teas we could avoid any serious illness but with this last stunt of yours I'm not so sure," explained Ducky patiently.
"Well, that is easily fixed," interrupted Gibbs as he moved to the utensil drawer and pulled out a wooden spatula. "Here," he proffered the instrument to Ducky, "whale away."
Ducky automatically took the spatula and looked at it curiously before the meaning of the instrument took a hold, "I think I will…Anthony bend over the kitchen table and I'll show you my displeasure with your little escapade."
"DUCKY! I thought you were going to be the doting uncle. Uncles don't get to spank," argued Tony as he eyed the spatula in Ducky's hand.
"That might be so with most cases but when you endanger your health you get spanked by me, too. Now as they say in the cop shows, assume the position."
Tony reluctantly did as he was told without arguing further; he knew it wouldn't do any good and besides Gibbs would make sure that he obeyed.
"SWAT…SWAT…SWAT…SWAT…SWAT…SWAT!" the six licks were given with enough force to cause Tony to yelp in pain.
"Owww…owww…ow…owww…owwww…yeowwwww," Tony yelled as these additional licks lit a fire in his already abused backside.
"Ducky, I didn't think you had it in you; but you do a doting uncle quite well," admired Gibbs as he viewed this additional punishment at the hands of old friend.
"I'm sorry you forced me to do that Tony; but if we are to make sure you stay well we all have to make sacrifices. Now back to bed with you; I will be up in a few minutes with another brew to help fight the germs in your system," Ducky ordered as he handed the spatula back to Gibbs. "We must get one of those for our collection; I think it works better than the cane," he added conversationally.
Tony moved gingerly as he made his way out of the kitchen pausing as he heard his name called,
"Tony, you do know that the only reason we punish you when you do stupid things is because we care," Ducky said sympathetically.
"I know Ducky; I just wished that the caring wasn't so painful to me."
