REVENGE TIME – DINOZZO STYLE
By Peppe1951
Summary: Tony seeks revenge on the previous night's activities. Warning: Disciplining of an adult. Don't like? Don't read! Disclaimer:
NCIS belongs to CBS and Paramount; I only write about them.
Chapter 4
When a dejectedly Tony, a happy Ziva and a grim Gibbs entered his autopsy room Ducky knew something was wrong. "Jethro what is wrong?" he asked as he moved towards the group.
"Is Tony hurt? But if he was that wouldn't explain Ziva's happiness," he said as he thought things out before answering himself. "Ohhhh, Tony's not hurt yet, but he's about to be," as he viewed Jethro opening the closet where he keeps the instruments of punishment.
"What did you do this time young Anthony to deserve this punishment," Ducky asked sincerely.
"He was the cause of the prank that was played on me last night, Ducky," replied Ziva. "Abby figured it out and Gibbs caught Tony."
"Abigail told Jethro that Tony was the mastermind of the coke explosion last night? That doesn't sound like something Abigail would do; she is quite loyal to her friends," Ducky stated.
"Well, she didn't actual tell me that DiNozzo was responsible. She was curious on why the cola had exploded and set out to discover why. She probably figured that Tony was the one responsible but she wouldn't confirm it to me; I had to use elimination to give me a name and then when I saw DiNozzo's expression when I showed the video, where he got his original idea from, to the team up on the plasma; his facial expression confirmed it," Jethro explained quickly.
"Okay, that explains Anthony's sadness. Would you please like to inform me why Ziva is here and why she is so happy?"
"Since she was the victim I decided that not only could she pick the instrument to be used she could also view the punishment being carried out!"
"Jethro, could I have a word with you in private?" asked Ducky seriously.
Gibbs nodded and moved towards Ducky. "What's up Duck and don't try to talk me out of doing this," he added.
"I wouldn't think of trying to prevent you from punishing Anthony, but do you think it is wise to let Ziva view it. It might cause more friction between the pair," he explained seriously.
Gibbs looked at the pair in question with amusement before answering, "Nope, and I don't think Ziva is going to stay to watch it all. She really cares for DiNozzo and doesn't want any real harm to come to him. But maybe next time the pranks will be minor."
"Well, in that case lets not let Anthony wait any longer, he looks sick enough as it is," remarked Ducky as he walked back to the pair.
"DINOZZO!" barked Gibbs causing Tony to jump. "I think you know what to do."
Tony moved towards the center autopsy table and leaned up against it and waited for Gibbs to begin.
Gibbs had to stifle a smile as he viewed Tony's response before turning to Ziva and saying. "These are the instruments you can choose from," leading her to another table where he had left a belt, paddle, ruler and cane. "You choose the instrument to be used."
When Ziva actually saw what was about to be used she faltered. It was fun when she was threatening Tony but now as she actually viewed them she didn't know what to do. She picked each one up before turning to Gibbs to admit, "I don't know what one to choose."
"Oh, I can help you with that," Gibbs said as he gathered them all and moved towards Tony.
"DiNozzo, Ziva can't pick the one she wants so I'm going to give her an demonstration of how each feels to you," Gibbs announced bluntly as he swung first the belt against Tony's butt and waited for the response.
"SWAT!"
"Owwwwwwww," Tony cried out as the belt left a burning sensation down the center of his butt.
Gibbs moved quickly and picked up the paddle and let it swing against his target area….
"SMACK!"
"OWWWWWWWW!"
"SWAT!" The ruler made contact with his upper thigh and caused Tony to jump and cry out,
"OOOOWWWWWW!"
Finally Gibbs picked up the cane and swung it to hit mid thigh and butt area and Tony yelled as he came off the table,
"YEOOOOOWWWWWWWCCCHHHHH!"
Gibbs returned to Ziva and asked; "Now that you know the range of pain, which one do you want me to use?"
Ziva looked at Gibbs in shock and shook her head, "I can't choose…you do it," and ran from the room as a tear began to run down her face.
"Ducky, can you give DiNozzo and me a moment to ourselves?"
"Sure Jethro, I'll just go and see about Ziva," he said as he left the pair alone.
"Tony, why do you do these things that causes me to punish you like this?" asked Gibbs curiously.
Tony stoically remained silent. "Are you going to continue, Boss?" he asked instead.
"Is that what you want?"
"To be paddle or worse? Tony asked incredibly as he turned around to face Gibbs. "Why would anybody want that?"
Gibbs didn't answer; he continued to stare at Tony as he took in Tony's appearance and facial expression. He looked like a scared little boy wanting only to be loved and sighed.
"What did your father do to you when you were disobedient?" he asked suddenly catching Tony by surprise.
"Uh…my father?" Tony asked stupidly as he tried to think. "He usually got a servant do it. Most of the time he didn't have the time to even spank me; although, I tried several times to force him to do something physical with me. I figure that any contact was better than none," he admitted finally.
"So you are trying to do the same with me; by doing these stupid stunts you are trying for the physical contact you craved as a child?"
Tony shrugged his shoulders as he thought, "Maybe."
"Tony, I'm not your father; but if you like I can be a caring older brother."
Tony smiled and said, "I would like that; thanks, Boss."
Gibbs lightly tapped the back of Tony's head and said, "My pleasure, Tony."
Tony then asked hopefully, "Does this mean I'm off the hook for the prank?"
Gibbs casually picked up the paddle and answered, "Nope, you forgot about Rule # 23."
"What does this have to do with messing with a marine's coffee?" Tony exclaimed.
"Your prank was the ultimate cause for me to spill it," Gibbs replied as he began to paddle Tony.
SMACK…SMACK…SMACK…SMACK…SMACK…SMACK…SMACK!
"OWWW….OWWW…OWW…OWWW…OWWW…OWWW…OWWW!"
"How many…owww….owwww….are you going….owwww….to give...
owwww…owwww….me?" asked Tony as he yelled out in pain.
"I figure 23 licks for Rule #23 might help you remember to leave my coffee alone," replied Gibbs evilly.
"BOSSSSSSS…….NOOOOOOOOO……..OWWWWWWWWWWWWW!"
The End