Several days after the Drano incident, McGee and Tony are summoned down to Abby's lab. Gibbs doesn't know why she wants both of them, but waves them off. Abby is Abby. She can have whatever she wants. Except for roller blades.

Tony arrives, tailed by McGee. They look in and almost run back out when they see an angry Abby with her arms crossed and foot tapping on the floor.

"Nuh-uh. Get in here, you two."

The two men nervously obey Abby's order, walking in and up to her. They watch as she pulls up something on her computer screen.. a blog. ..Their blog. The color drains from McGee's face, and Tony just looks away, trying to pull attention away from himself. Seems he doesn't need to try too hard, because Abby singles out McGee, walking up to him and getting right in his face.

"You promised me, Tim. You promised you wouldn't do this anymore!"

"It-it's T-Tony's idea. And I-I come back, so-"

"But you promised!" Abby interrupts. "You know it scares me when you do this! What if one of these times, you don't wake up?"

McGee frowns. "Abby, that's not going to happen. I know it. It-it's just a little project, anyway, we-"

"Do you know how many viewers you have, Timmy?"

"Ah, no.. Tony takes care of the whole blog."

"After only two videos, you two have over 700 viewers and growing. It's gone viral; someone's bound to recognize you from work."

"Someone like you," Tony adds in, but his face goes as white as McGee's had done. "Somebody.. like Gibbs.."

"Good thing he doesn't like technology," McGee says, reassuring himself. "But Ziva might find out."

"Doesn't she just watch stuff in Hebrew?" Tony muses.

"This was a bad idea, I knew it was a bad idea." He looks at the blog, then checks out a few comments on the Drano video. "'Totally awesome.' 'How did you do the effects?' 'Drano is bad, mmkay?' 'Makes me want to dare my friend to do this.' 'I've reblogged this in hopes that people will stop using Drano. Thanks for supporting an alternative to caustic chemicals.'" He looks up at Abby and Tony, shrugging. "We're a hit."

"No, you are," Abby corrects, and sighs. "I really don't support this, you two."

Tony, sensing more, grins. "Buuut.."

Abby crosses her arms once more. "I'll allow it. But I want to supervise."

"Wh-supervise? You mean be there when it happens?"

"No! No way! I just want to make sure none of the.. ways to die.. are too dangerous."

"Abby, it's supposed to be dangerous. It kills the Geek."

"Well-I mean stuff that's really bad! Like, decapitation and stuff. And going SPLAT from somewhere really high up."

"..Those were actually next on our list," McGee replies, sounding nauseated.

"See? That's what I mean! You guys are just sick. Who makes up the list?"

"Mostly, Tony," McGee answers. "But the blog reviewers are also adding some.. unique.. ways in there."

"Don't you have any ideas?"

"Yeah. Quick and painless. But apparently, it's not exciting enough."

"I know, I know!" Tony shouts triumphantly. "We should have Ziva demonstrate all the ways she can kill someone with a paper clip."

McGee stares at Tony, eyes wide in disbelief. "Tooonyyy!"

Surprisingly, Abby starts laughing. "Now that one I want to see."

McGee groans. "Not you too.."