NCIS' Got Talent!
Chapter 3- Tony
Rating: K+ for some 'bad words'.
A/N: So here's chapter 3 (out of 6). I still don't own NCIS or the songs mentioned in the text.
Abby's lab, Tuesday morning
"Hey Abby, Probie said that yesterday, you didn't let him outta here till he'd sung a song?"
"Morning Tony. Yeah, I did, but only after I'd asked him politely and he said no."
"And why exactly do you wanted him to sing?"
Abby made a mysterious face. "You'll see at the end of the week."
"Okay..." Special Agent Tony DiNozzo's mobile beeped. "It's Gibbs, I gotta go."
Abby quickly blocked Tony's way. "Gibbs can wait a sec. I need you to sing first."
Tony tried to get past the Goth scientist, but it didn't work. "Abby. This is Gibbs we're talking about. Gibbs doesn't wait."
"Don't worry, he will." Abby took her own mobile, typed something and then showed the screen to Tony: I wanna show Tony something in my lab, he's gonna be there in five.
Tony growled. "Fine. But I'll blame you if he slaps me for that!"
"I can live with that." Abby shrugged, walked over to the table with the karaoke machine on it and switched it on. "Pick a song you like."
Only a few seconds later, Tony looked up. "Okay, I've got one."
"Good. See the green button that says, 'Start'?"
"Yep... Wait." Tony's finger stopped a millimeter in front of the button. "Can you lock the door? I don't want Gibbs walking in."
"Sure." Abby locked the lab door and Tony pressed the Start button:
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me!
We pillage, we plunder, we rifle, and loot,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho!
We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho!
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me!
We extort, we pilfer, we filch, and sack,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho!
Maraud and embezzle, and even highjack,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho!
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me!
We kindle and char, inflame and ignite,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho!
We burn up the city, we're really a fright,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho!
We're rascals, scoundrels, villans, and knaves,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho!
We're devils and black sheep, really bad eggs,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho!
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me!
We're beggars and blighters and ne'er-do-well cads,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho!
Aye! but we're loved by our mommies and dads,
Drink up, me 'earties, YO HO!
Just at the last 'YO HO!", someone knocked on the door really loud. "Abbs? What're you and DiNozzo doin' in there?"
Abby quickly went to unlock the door while Tony switched the karaoke machine off. "Hey boss, Abby just wanted to show me something," he tried to explain, but Gibbs shook his head: "Rule Number Seven, DiNozzo."
Damn, which one was that? The only rule Tony really knew because he sometimes found it extremely difficult to obey was Number Twelve, 'Never date a coworker'. But Seven?
"Always be specific when you lie," Gibbs pointed out as if he'd read Tony's mind. "So what were you two doin' there?"
"Well, I'm looking after my cousin's karaoke machine while he's on holiday and I talked Tony into trying it," Abby admitted. "Are you gonna slap me now?"
"You want me to do it?"
"No!... Oh. Rhetorical question. I'll call you when I've found something."
Watching the two agents walk off- Tony carefully staying away from Gibbs to avoid getting headslapped-, Abby smiled into her Caf-Pow mug. Three done, three to go. Well, maybe four to go, Gibbs' stubbornness counts for two.
A/N: So Abby's recorded herself, Tony, and McGee singing. That leaves Ziva, Ducky, and Gibbs- halfway through! :)