A/N I'm going to a wedding on Saturday, but after that is over, I'd LOVE to start AND FINISH an actual story... maybe even finish one of the two stories that I started. Most likely the Leverage one b/c I really hated the NCIS one... okay now I'm just rambling! Enjoy! R/R PPLLEEAASSEE!

P.S. I AM NOT RACIST!

Disclaimer: Theseare NOT my characters!

Warning: Might be racist... I didn't mean it to be though!

Pairing: None

Prompt: The team is on their way back to the loft and Hardison is controlling the music!

#9: Imma Be - Black Eyed Peas

The team was on their way back to the loft after a job when the mayhem occurred.

Eliot growled as Sophie stitched the gash in his arm. "Darlin', I could've done it myself."

Sophie glared at him. "You know, if you didn't want to be stitched back together, then you shouldn't have gotten too close to the big man with a knife!" She looked back down and kept working.

"Hey, man, I can put on some music if you want." Hardison smiled at Eliot.

Eliot stared at him menacingly and growled, "No."

Hardison smiled, cupping his hands over his ear. "What? Was that a yes?"

Eliot mumbled angrily to himself as he turned up the volume and started shuffling through his hundreds of songs. Suddenly, in a burst, Imma Be came one. Everyone jumped slightly at the volume of the music. Sophie looked up at Hardison, trying to suppress a laugh as he quickly turned off the music all together.

Parker giggled and patted him on the shoulder. "It's alright."

He lowered his head and waited for the snide remarks to pass over.

After a few more chuckles from the team, the hacker thought that he was safe, until Eliot smiled and said in a low but audible voice, "Figures."