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McGee blinked as he watched a youtube video of the glitter bomber versus the package thief. He suddenly had a really great idea for a prank to get Tony back for all the glued to the keyboard and various other pranks he’d played on him over the year. He got it all setup and wrapped up like a Christmas present and snuck it on Tony’s desk as a prank during the night.
What he didn’t count on was Gibbs grabbing the unmarked Christmas present from Tony’s desk and opening it to make sure it wasn’t another biohazard attack. Of course, that wasn’t really proper protocol as Gibbs getting the plague wasn’t any better than Tony getting the plague. Fortunately for McGee, his present was mostly harmless.
Unfortunately for McGee, Gibbs was the one who opened the present. By the time McGee arrived, the bullpen smelled horribly of fart bombs and Gibbs was absolutely covered head to toe in glitter despite his attempts to clean it up. Gibbs had immediately called Abby to find the culprit.
“McGee!” Gibbs snarled.
McGee grabbed his nose. “What happened here?”
“You know very well what happened here. You set the prank.”
“Where’s Tony?”
“Not here.” Gibbs growled.
Just then Tony skipped into the office. “Woah! What happened here.”
Gibbs just glared at McGee.
“McGee?” Tony drawled questioningly.
McGee glanced between Tony and Gibbs and started babbling about the glitter bomber vs the package thief and pranking Tony. Finally, Tony shook his head and barked, “McGee.”
“What?”
“That was a completely insensate thing to do. Have I taught you nothing?” Tony shook his head.
“I was just trying to get you back for all the pranks you’ve pulled on me over the years.”
“First, always make sure the prank only hits your intended target. What if it had been Vance that had opened it?”
McGee paled, glanced at Gibbs and paled some more.
“Second, make sure that you are out of blast radius.” Tony waved his hand in front of his face as if he trying to wave away the stench. “This place smells really rank.” Tony commented before vanishing down the stairs towards Abby’s lab.
Gibbs simply snarled, “McGee. Fix this,” before storming off after Tony and hoping that Abby knew some way to get this infernal glitter off of him.
McGee pinched his nose. He had no idea how he was going to get the stench out of the bullpen. Tony was right. This was an insensate thing to do and supremely idiotic on top of it.
McGee groaned. He had no idea how he was going to clean up all this glitter, let alone that smell. Maybe biohazard suits were called for now?