Hello to all the boys and girls who are following this foolish homage of mine, to Mincka83 and her wonderful universe. I hope you all enjoy who my muse is picking on today. This one has no Beta as the rest of them do not as well. Just a small reminder this is fan fiction so if you don't like my offerings for Mincka's universe don't read it. One last thing, hide behind the guest review to tell me what I'm doing wrong and I won't approve the review. Be brave, stand up be proud of your review. my many thanks to lmill123 for the target.
He had pulled a muscle in his back and shoulder tackling a suspect the day before. It wasn't too bad a hot shower then a cold one and he would be fine until he got to the office. Then he would eat and swallow some grunt candy, with some tea.
He put the water hot then stepped in the shower with his back toward the stream of water it felt so good on his sore body. He grabbed the bottle of shampoo without opening his eyes and started in on his daily routine. He had always liked showering with his eyes closed it was relaxing having the hot water on your face and neck it felt just like a massage when the setting was set to the shower head was set to the right numbers.
Gabbing the bottle of body wash he continues washing without rushing enjoying the solitude it gave him time to gather his thoughts and start his day. He never knew what was going to happen to him while at work; he loved being a federal agent. Even if his agency was at the bottom of the food chain.
Turning slightly he flipped the hot water off and put the cold on after a minute he turned and faced the water rubbing his hands on his face he opened his eyes and swore loudly at what he was seeing. Muttering to himself about how to murder some overgrown pain in the ass boy scouts, and get away with it.
Quickly stepping out of the shower he grabbed the nearest towel and started to dry off, well in this case rub his skin. All it did was make what he was seeing even worse. He looked in the full length mirror and swore again he was covered from head to foot. He looked like a . . . he didn't even want to say what he looked like.
Ducky would know what to do, if not him then Abby. Dropping the towel he went into his bedroom. He slipped on some boxers then opened his closet door. Only to find it empty of all his suits and shirts. In their place he finds white pants, shirts and hats and white sneakers on the floor. Not one piece of his personal clothing was in there.
Having no choice he put on a pair of white jeans then a shirt. He looked like an orderly from a badly made horror movie. Just as he was about to close the door he sees a note taped to the door.
"Billy says be safe and stay out of trouble."
Taking his weapon and badge out of the safe he leaves his apartment. Thanking the powers that be that it was still semi dark out, the sun still had not fully risen. He knew that he kept a leather jacket in the trunk of his car. Opening the trunk he finds his jacket replaced with a white one. Accompanied with another note.. "We wanted you to match."
He doesn't even bother to put it on he just slams the trunk closed and gets into his car.
""Where the hell is DiNozzo?" Gibbs asks as he enters the bullpen.
"Haven't seen him boss." Tim answers.
Gibbs answers his cell with his usual bark, "Gibbs."
"Ah Jethro would you please come down, there is something you need to see."
"On my way Duck." He looks at McGee then orders. "Find DiNozzo."
"On it boss." Tim answer as Gibbs walks out without another word.
"You needed to see me Ducky?" Gibbs asks as soon as he steps into autopsy.
"We have a small problem Jethro." Ducky answers then turns and looks at Tony who is sitting on one of the tables with Jimmy and Abby trying to clean the blue dye off of his face and hands, and upper body.
Gibbs bites his inner cheek to keep from laughing. "You look like a. . ."
"Ha ha go ahead and say it. I look like a six foot smurf. Those bastards stole all of my clothes including the stuff I keep here. Then the replaced it with white everything. They also rigged my shower so that the cold water would spit out dye."
"That stuff going to come out Abs?"
"It should, I sent a sample though my babies, it's a simple dye should wear off in a week maybe two, but for now we are using pickle juice and toothpaste to get his hands and head dye free."
"There is one small problem Jethro, Anthony here seems to be having an allergic reaction to the dye."
"You could say that Ducky I look like a smurf with measles." Tony adds as he starts to scratch, only to have Jimmy slap his hand away.
"Only you DiNozzo, only you." Gibbs replies with a snort.