A/N: Sorry guys for the use of map instead of folder or file in the last chapter. Mapp spelled like I just spelled it is the word for file/folder in my native language so I always struggle with that word. Hope you understood me anyway. It's currently 4 am here were I live so don't judge me for any spelling errors. I really wanted this up for you guys on New Years Day to kind of set the tone for the rest of the year. Hope you like it!
"Something wrong Steve?" Gibbs asked irritably as he answered the phone.
"I caught my prankster Leroy."
"You are calling me to tell me you caught the prankster?!"
"Yeah."
"I'm at work Steve."
"I'm aware Leroy."
"Steven." Gibbs growled, his patience wearing thin.
"It was Tony and Luke, Leroy. My own nephew pulled all those pranks for the silliest of reasons. I hate to ask this from you, but there is something you simply need to see so could you take a few hours off from work and get down here. It doesn't have to be right away, it might be a good idea actually to let him calm down a bit."
"What do you mean Steve?! He didn't shout at you did he?!"
"He is upset Leroy, I had to read his file and that didn't sit too well with him."
"That's no damn excuse and we both know it!"
"Calm down or I won't let you have a word with him."
"Fine. I won't yell at him right now. I'm in the middle of a crime scene though so Steve do you think…"
"That I could keep Tony here until you get here? Of course, Leroy. Now, are you calm enough to actually SPEAK with your son?!"
"Yeah, give him the phone." Steve stood up and walked over to the door and called Tony to him.
"Your Dad wants a word." Tony shot his Uncle a glare but took the phone rather apprehensively.
"Hi Dad."
"You are going to stay at the school with your Uncle until I can get this case far enough to take a few hours off to pick you up. And you'll better not get into any more trouble Anthony, is that clear?! If I hear another report of disrespect Anthony Leroy you can kiss every privilege you have goodbye.
"Yes sir."
"Behave yourself son."
"Yes sir.
"Good. I'll see you later."
-Flashback ending-
Tony stared down at the papers stacked neatly on his desk. It had to be the longest confession he had written. It hadn't been easy in the beginning but after about a page the story had moved along by itself and the end result would have been impressive if it wasn't for the fact that it was a confession. Sighing he rose from his chair and headed downstairs only to run smack dab into his Uncle the second he stepped into the kitchen.
"Uncle Steve." Tony exclaimed surprised.
"You buddy sure do know how to make things harder than they have to be." Tony blushed at the reprimand and looked down at his feet.
"Sorry."
"Leave him be Steve. His whole confession is written on those papers in his hand."
"I sure hope that's the whole story this time Anthony."
"It is Uncle Steve."
"Hand it over then buddy." Tony did as requested, smiling slightly at his Dad's frown.
"You do know Steve he is my son, right?!" Gibbs asked teasingly.
"And I love him as my own."
"Nobody doubts that Steve." Gibbs said, changing his voice to serious.
"I just had to point it out Leroy."
"Go ahead then Steve."
-Flashback-
Tony had spent the last 3 hours pacing around in the area outside his Uncle's office. The door to the office was wide open and Tony every so often stopped and glared at his Uncle when he thought he wasn't looking. His Uncle had spent those hours reading the same thick folder containing every misstep and praise Tony had ever received in school.
To make it even worse Luke's Dad had come to pick Luke up after less than an hour's wait. The older Andrews hadn't been happy and after thirty more minutes inside his Uncle's office both him and Luke had been gone and Tony was yet again alone. Not long after that the Secretary made her way home and Tony was truly alone in the office area with only his angry Uncle as company.
"Anthony Leroy Gibbs." The voice that suddenly had made it's way up behind him was highly disapproving.
"Dad!"
"Leroy. Take a seat. Anthony corner."
"So what's this all about me having to see something right here right now?!"
"This." Steve said and pushed the thick folder across his desk. "This is your son's file, one I believe you haven't seen. I made him a promise to not open it unless he gave me a reason to and when he did give me a reason, I was quite shocked at what I found."
Gibbs opened it with another word and Tony didn't have to turn around to know his Dad's was getting angrier by the second.
"Anthony Leroy Gibbs, get out of the corner and sit your butt down. Right now!"
"Yes sir."
"First and foremost, what is this about you pranking your Uncle?!"
"They were all harmless."
"Not my question Anthony." Tony grimaced at the repeated use of his whole first name.
"It was just for fun." Tony now tried, rather that, than actually telling his Dad about the real reason. What had slipped his mind though was that Luke already had told Uncle Steve the reason.
"Anthony Leroy Gibbs. If I ever hear you lie to your dad again the outcome will be far from pretty! Corner! Now!" Tony scurried to the corner, having never seen his Uncle that angry.
"Take a deep breath Steve."
"How can you be so calm Leroy when the kid just lied you right in your face?! Luke told me just a few hours ago that it had something to do with them wanting school to be school and home to be home, or at least Anthony. After having read his file it's clear that the only concern the kid had was to keep his pranking game in place no matter me being here or not." Steve fumed.
"Steve. He won't give us any answers in the corner. I'll deal with the lying part at home."
"Anthony, sit down." Tony silently did as requested, but keeping his eyes focused everywhere else but at the grownups in the room. "Eyes up here." Tony cursed silently but met his Uncle's eyes. "Why?!"
"Your rules were stricter and that meant we had no way to slack off or bend the boundaries even a little."
"That your best excuse son?" Gibbs asked.
"Yes sir. We had enough of having to be the perfect sons at home, being it at school too just seemed like too much to ask of us."
"Too much to ask of you?! You've got to be kidding me Tony! If not you'll soon see that what you now call too much to ask will double because up until now I've been cutting you some slack. From now on though that is all out the door."
"What do you mean?" Tony asked surprised.
"That I'm gonna watch your every move from now on kid."
"Are you serious?! Yu can't do that to me?!"
"I am. I can. And I will."
"Are you really that desperate to destroy my life?!"
"Anthony. Lower your voice. Your Uncle deserves respect." Gibbs reprimanded sternly.
"Yes sir." Tony said, knowing pushing his Dad on that matter would get him nowhere, except maybe into another corner.
"Anthony Gibbs the official punishment for this is 2 weeks detention including Saturday detention, which you'll be spending helping the janitor wherever he needs a hand as repayment for the extra work you've caused him. If this ever happens again the punishment will be much stricter. This will better not happen again Anthony am I clear?!"
"Yes sir." Tony answered glaring his Uncle straight in the eyes. He might have agreed out loud but inside he was steaming. His Uncle had no right treating him like that. If he couldn't scream at him or be disrespectful towards him he'd just have to find another way to get his message across.