The Wrath Of Papa Gibbs

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NCIS OR ANY NCIS CHARACTER

WARNING: WILL CONTAIN SPANKING OF ADULTS

Chapter: Having Fun

Tony is fooling around with Tim instead of completing his report and Ziva is becoming increasingly annoyed by his childish antics.

"Tony, quit bugging me and Tim, as we both want to work. We do not want to hear or see you fooling around!" Ziva says to Tony.

"Quit whining Ziva. This is fun." Tony states as he is throwing paper aeroplanes towards Tm's head.

Tony doesn't see Gibbs walking his way THWACK, "Ugh, getting back to work now boss." Tony rubs the back of his head and sits down at his desk.

Ziva and Tim smile straight at Tony.

"Boss, Ziva and Tim are smiling at me," Tony shouts at Gibbs.

Gibbs stops with what he was doing and looks at Tony, "instead of behaving like a naughty school boy Dinozzo, why don't you do some work?!"

Tim and Ziva burst out laughing, "when both of you are quite finished, why don't you finish your reports!?" Gibbs said.

Gibbs gets up from his desk, "I'm going out for coffee, and I expect you all to be working when I get back. If I catch ANYONE fooling around, they will feel my wrath on their backside. Do I make myself clear?"

All three responded, "Yes boss, crystal boss, yes Gibbs."

Tony waits until the elevator doors close, then proceeds to get up and walk towards Ziva's desk.

"Tony go away, I'm trying to work," Ziva tells Tony.

"Stop being boring Ziva, and have some fun with me,"replied Tony as he smiles.

"Tony, leave Ziva alone. She doesn't want any fun with you, she wants to finish her work," Tim interupts.

Tony turns to Tim, "keep out of it McDork. I want to have fun with our little ninja here," and he turns back to Ziva.

Tim and Ziva sigh, and Ziva speaks, "Tony why are you wanting to have fun when you know Gibbs is going to go all paternal on you if he catches you?"

"He isn't going to catch me Ziva. He's gone for coffee. He could be gone for hours," Tony replies.

Ziva sighs and stands up, "fine what do you want to do," she says to Tony.

Tony smiles, "follow me."

He quickly runs up the stairs to the balcony which over looks the bullpen. He proceeds to get a bag of little paper balls and straws out of his pants pocket. He gives a straw to Ziva and places the bag of little paper balls in between them both. They quickly start havng fun with blowing the paper balls throught the straws to see who could go the furthest, and they are laughing and joking with each other.

"That one went really far,"Tony laughs.

"Lets make it more fun Tony. If we hit a person we get 10 points every time," Ziva said.

"That sounds like a plan. I'm up for that," Tony reponded.

Tim shouts up to them, "will you two stop doing that I'm trying to work," as paper balls keep hitting his face.

Ziva and Tony just laugh and carry on having fun.

After about 10 minutes of playing the game and having fun , they both hear someone behind them. They gulp, and turn around. They see Gibbs standing there with a pissed off look on his face.

Tony speaks, "boss we can explain."

"Yes, we were conducting an experiment on how far a bullet could go for our report, but of course we couldn't use bullets so we used the next best thing...straws and paper balls," Ziva says.

Gibbs just stares at them and then suddenly THWACK on to Tony's head, then THWACK on to Ziva's had.

"Ow, ow," they both said.

Gibbs speaks, "Conference room NOW!"

Ziva and Tony start to pick up the straws and paper balls, but Gibbs stops them, "leave them."

With that, Tony and Ziva proceed to walk towards the conference room.

Ziva says, "we are so dead. He didn't buy that bullet excuse."

"No he didn't and now we're going to be feeling the wrath of Papa Gibbs," Tony sighs.

They reach the conference room and walk in, and shutting the door behind them.

Tony stands by the table and Ziva sits on the table, waiting for Gibbs to arrive.

"What do you think he's going to use?" Ziva asks Tony.

Tony replied, "I don't know Ziva, but I know one thing, we're going to have a problem in sitting comfortably after our 'discussion' with him."

Just then the conference room door opens, and Gibbs walks in.

To Be Continued...