A/N: Thanks for all your reviews for the last chapter!! Please read and review this chapter! The beginning is slightly fluffy teenage girl at slumber party stuff, but it gets better at the end =]
Ziva lay in her bed and stared at the ceiling. She couldn't sleep. Someone was snoring, and it was coming from Kate's direction. Kate had pretty much sat on Tony through dinner and when they watched the film afterward, as their evening entertainment.
They had watched Men in Black II. Ziva, Abby, Tim and Tony had thoroughly enjoyed it, Kate had hated it and Jimmy and Michelle had pretty much ignored the whole film and had talked about something else.
Ziva had felt out on a limb through the whole thing. There was Kate and Tony, Jimmy and Michelle, and Abby and McGee. And her. She was the odd one out. The foreigner.
"Are you awake?" She heard someone whisper. It came from just next to her.
"Yes." She whispered back to Abby.
"Good. I need someone to talk to." Ziva heard the sound of someone stand up, and then felt Abby sit down on her bed.
"What do you want to talk about?" Ziva asked, and Abby shrugged.
"I don't know. I just can't sleep." Abby admitted, and Ziva had to agree.
"Do you think smothering her would cut out the snoring?" She asked, and Abby laughed.
"Probably not. Hey, do you want to play Truth or Dare?" Abby suggested a well known game.
"What is Truth or Dare?" Ziva asked.
"It is a game where I ask you, Truth or Dare, and you pick one, then I either give you a dare or a question that you have to answer truthfully, and then you do the same to me. Or we could play 21 Truths, which just cuts out the dares." Abby explained, and Ziva had a hard time understanding what she said.
Abby spoke in a foreign language to her, and she spoke it very fast and with a strange accent.
"21 Truths?" Ziva suggested, and Abby grinned.
"Okay. I will start/ 1, 2, 3." She began.
"4, 5, 6?" Ziva wondered why Abby was counting but copied her anyway.
"7." Abby only chose one number. Ziva finally understood the counting. The first to 21 either asked the truth or got the truth. She'd find out which.
"8, 9." She added.
"10, 11, 12." Abby replied.
"13, 14, 15." Ziva imitated the three numbers again.
"16, 17, 18." Abby replied, and then silently cursed herself. If Ziva chose 19 and 20, she would have to answer to a Truth.
"19." Ziva replied, and Abby smiled, seeing an opening to ask Ziva about her relationship with Tony.
"20."
"21. Now do I ask a truth, or get a truth?" Ziva asked, and Abby chuckled.
"I ask you." She explained, and then thought for a minute. She decided to just go plain direct. "Do you fancy Tony?"
"No!" Ziva replied, much too quickly. Abby tutted.
"The game is called Truths, Ziva, not Lies." She admonished, and Ziva blushed, grateful that they were in darkness so Abby couldn't see.
"I was being truthful. I do not have a crush on him." Ziva protested.
"It's obvious. The way you look at him. Ziva and Tony, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-"
"Abby!" Ziva interrupted. "You'll wake everyone up! Shh!"
"But you do!" Abby complained. "You do!"
"Fine. Whatever." Ziva groaned, and hoped that Abby wouldn't tell anyone. It would be very, very embarrassing.
"I told you!" Abby exclaimed, and Ziva clamped her hand over Abby's mouth.
"Shh! You have a crush on McGee." Ziva taunted.
"I do not!" Abby protested, her voice muffled by Ziva's hand. Ziva removed her hand.
"You do. If you don't tell anyone, neither will I."
"Fine, I do. But you will die a horribly painful death if anyone winds up knowing about it. I want to be a forensics scientist, which is one of the few jobs that means I can kill you and leave no evidence."
"I am a Mossad agent-in-training. You tell anyone and I will kill you one of eighteen different ways with a paperclip. Or my knife. It depends which is closest." Ziva threatened, and both girls burst out laughing.
"You promise you won't tell? Pinkie promise?" Abby put out her pinkie finger and Ziva linked hers with Abby's and shook it.
"Pinkie promise." She vowed.
"I think we should try and sleep…" Abby decided, before standing up and heading back to her own bed. She lifted up the covers and slid between the sheets. Ziva relaxed back into her pillows, her hand touching the trusty knife that was on her person all the time.
"Can we shut Kate up first?" Ziva complained, as the snoring filtered back into her hearing again.
"What can we do? Cold water? Sew her sheets together?" Abby suggested. Ziva laughed.
"Both? I have a needle and thread." Abby looked at Ziva, surprised.
"From survival training, in case I rip anything." Ziva explained, and rummaged through her bag and pulled out a small plastic case. She removed a reel of strong white thread and a medium sized needle. She threaded the needle and walked over to Kate's bed.
"Can you hold the sheets together?" Ziva said in a hushed whisper to Abby, who got back out of bed and hurried over to hold the sheets together.
Swiftly, Ziva sewed a running stitch all the way down the sheets and the bed, round the bottom, and up the other side.
"What we should do is make a little… what's the word? Device?" Abby tried to guess at what word Ziva wanted.
"Contraption?" She asked, and Ziva nodded.
"Yes, contraption. We should make a contraption so that when she snores, a cup of cold water is emptied over her head." Ziva grinned in the dark and Abby returned the grin.
"We need… string, a paper cup, cold water and a safety pin." Abby ordered, and Ziva handed Abby some string, searched for a safety pin and then found a paper cup in the bathroom, filled in with cold water and then returned to give it to Abby.
"Tie the string from the metal headboard to the bed post at this end. Attach another piece of string doubled over through a safety pin and attach one end to her chin with tape. Do we have tape?" Ziva hurried to the bathroom and searched through some cupboards, before finding a plaster.
"Will this do?" Abby inspected it.
"Just fine. Now do that, and then we attach the cup filled with water on a little pulley here, then she snores and whoosh! She's wet. And awake. And stopped snoring." Abby grinned, excited, and Ziva created the device to shut Kate up with the string, safety pin and plaster.
"Get into bed quick and pretend you're asleep!" Abby hissed, and both girls ran back to their beds, and dove under the sheets. A few seconds later they heard Kate snore, a faint watery sound, and then Kate screamed. Loudly.
"Oh do be quiet." Ziva complained, rubbing her eyes and pretending that Kate had just woken her up.
"I'm soaking wet!" Kate screeched. "I bet it was one of you."
"Why are you soaking wet?" Ziva asked, pretending to be confused.
"As if you don't know." Kate growled. "AGH! I can't get up! ZIVA!"
"What's all the racket?" Jenny pushed open the door, her hair tangled from sleep. "Go back to sleep, girls."
McGee, Tony and Jimmy arrived behind the leader.
"What happened?" Tony asked, trying to see into the girls' cabin.
"Someone poured water over me! And they sewed my sheets together!" Kate screamed, kicking and trying to get out of bed. "ZIVA!!!"
"Was it you, Ziva?" Jenny turned to the Israeli girl.
"No." Ziva replied. "She just woke me up with all her screaming."
"Abby? Was it you?" Jenny asked, and Abby shook her head.
"It wasn't me." She answered, and Jenny turned to the only person left.
"Michelle? Was it you?" She questioned the tired looking Chinese girl.
"What? No, it wasn't me." Michelle protested, and Jenny shrugged.
"Seems like this was self inflicted." She told the struggling Kate. "Oh someone, do help her out."
Tony cracked up, which caused McGee, Abby and Ziva to burse out laughing as well.
"WHAT IS SO FUNNY?!" Kate yelled at them.
"This!" Tony gestured to the scene with one hand.
"It's all your fault, David." Kate growled, as Ziva tried to undo the stitching.
"Dah-veed." Ziva glared at Kate. It was almost as bad as Tony thinking she was a guy.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter! The prank on Kate was insanely fun to write!
I'm having another of those nights. I couldn't sleep, so it finally got to 12:30pm, and my parents went to bed. I got out my laptop, began to write, and now it's 01:20! Time flies when you're having fun =]
I'm going to attempt to sleep…
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