Writer’s Block - NCIS
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strangevisitor7Title: Writer’s Block
Author: Strangevisitor7
Rated: PG
Fandom:NCIS
Prompt: "Deadlines"; At![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
ncis_flashfic
Characters: DiNozzo, McGee
Disclaimer: All things belong to their respective creators
Summary: Tony discovers Tim writes. Not only does Tim write but he writes fan fiction. Yep, Probie got his start on LJ. Set during season 2 right after Tim becomes a full time team member
Writer’s Block
“Tony, what are you doing here,” McGee sputtered as he opened the door.
“What, a friend can’t just swing by for no reason?” Tony looked hurt. “Aren’t you going to invite me in?”
Tim shook off his surprise and showed the other agent into his living room. “But we’ve never socialized outside the office,” Tim stated warily.
“Well, I thought we should,” Tony insisted. “We’re teammates; we should get to know each other better. It’s Saturday night. Think about it, two single guys with a world of women out there just waiting for us.” Tony clapped McGee on the shoulder, “What do you say?”
Right, Tony wanted to go bar hopping with him. Now, the picture was becoming clearer and Tim decided to call Tony on it. “So Tony, all of your other friends bail on you?”
Tony hesitated “No...No, of course not. Come on, Probie. How can you say that?” He just wasn’t able to pull off the indignant tone that the truth required.
Tim rolled his eyes, “You can leave now.”
“Seriously, why does it matter? What’s important is that I thought of you. You obviously don’t have any plans and we really should get to know each other better,” he offered sincerely.
Tim was wavering. Tony was had to resist when he turned on the charm and this was the first time since Tim had joined the team that the senior agent had at least tried to treat him like a friend. “No, you’re right, I don’t have any plans that can’t wait,” he finally admitted, casting a rueful glance at his computer.
“Fantastic,” Tony clapped his hands together. “Get changed. I know this great club and you can be my wingman.
Then again, Tim wasn’t all that interested in running interference while Tony decided who to take home. “Maybe this isn’t such a good idea.” Again, his eyes strayed to his computer and this time Tony saw where Tim was looking.
“What, am I interrupting your PlayStation time?” Tony started to head toward the computer.
Tim moved to block him. “That’s private, Tony.”
“Not surfing porn are we, Probie?”
He huffed indignantly, “no, of course not!”
“So, let me see,” Tony pushed his way to the computer. Tim steeled himself for the inevitable humiliating comments about things Tony couldn’t possibly understand. “What is this McGee? You’ve got a blog?”
“Do you even know what a blog is?” Tim asked.
“Uh,sure-”
Speaking over Tony’s fumbling, he continued, “It’s not a blog. If you must know it’s a live journal.”
He tried to reach around Tony to clear the screen but Tony was quicker and shoved his hand away. “So, what’s a live journal? What are these cute little pictures and who’s Elflord42? Is that you?” Tony teased. “Wait, is this some kind of internet phone sex.”.
Tim sighed, “Why is everything about sex with you?”
Tony ignored him and continued to try to make sense of what he was reading. “Okay, if it’s not porn or internet sex, then explain who ‘mystrylvr’ is and why she’s helping you with your prompt,” Tony snickered.
“Look Tony, you wouldn’t understand. You think everything revolves around sex and clubbing, but some of us actually have other things we enjoy,” Tim was getting angry. “I’m afraid you’re going to have to find yourself another wingman.” Tim pointed at the door. “If you don’t mind, I have a deadline.”
“Whoa, McGee, lighten up. I didn’t mean any harm,” Tony stammered. “But,I can take a hint, I’ll go.”
Tim was surprised to see that Tony actually looked sorry and immediately regretted being so dismissive. “Wait, if you really want to know, I’ll tell you.”
Tony brightened. “Yeah McGee, I'm curious.”
Tim took a deep breath and hoped he wouldn’t regret this. “You’re looking at a flash fiction journal community and it’s kind of like a writing workshop. The community members get a prompt and then have a certain amount of time to write story. After we post the story, people will tell us what they think and hopefully we become better writers.” Tim left out the part about the writing being fan fiction. He figured he’d never hear the end of it if Tony found out some of his stories were set in the Buffy ‘verse.
Tony just stared at him blankly as Tim finished his explanations. “Ok, let me get this straight. You would rather write stories for your geeky on-line friends than go clubbing with me and maybe have sex with a real girl tonight.”
“Tony that’s just mean,” he snapped. How could he have been stupid enough to believe that Tony was really interested. There’s no way a non-writer could begin to understand how the compulsion to write could be so overwhelming and Tim loved to write. He should have realized that Tony would find a way to use it against him. “I told you, you wouldn’t understand.”
“No, I guess I don’t,” Tony admitted honestly. Switching gears, he added, “Well, there are women waiting to meet me and obviously you have a deadline - so, I guess I’ll be going.” He headed to the door and waited awkwardly for Tim to let him out.
Finally, Tim responded. “Yeah, I guess so. Look Tony, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t say anything about my writing.”
Tony nodded and smiled. Tim smiled back and started to close the door.
Tony put a hand up to stop the door. “If you change your mind-” he stopped and shook his head. “You know what, never mind.” He turned and walked down the hallway.
Sighing, Tim wondered if they would ever understand each other well enough to be friends.
In the end, Tony’s visit hadn’t been a complete disaster because the prompt that had been giving him so much trouble was “Unexpected Visitors.” Now, thanks to Tony, Tim was pretty sure he was going to meet this week’s deadline. After that, maybe, he’d take another crack at that novel that had been running around in his brain. Especially since he had the perfect way to develop a new side kick character, Tony...uh, Tommy.
A/N: And thanks to Tim I have met mine. :-)
Author: Strangevisitor7
Rated: PG
Fandom:NCIS
Prompt: "Deadlines"; At
ncis_flashfic Characters: DiNozzo, McGee
Disclaimer: All things belong to their respective creators
Summary: Tony discovers Tim writes. Not only does Tim write but he writes fan fiction. Yep, Probie got his start on LJ. Set during season 2 right after Tim becomes a full time team member
“Tony, what are you doing here,” McGee sputtered as he opened the door.
“What, a friend can’t just swing by for no reason?” Tony looked hurt. “Aren’t you going to invite me in?”
Tim shook off his surprise and showed the other agent into his living room. “But we’ve never socialized outside the office,” Tim stated warily.
“Well, I thought we should,” Tony insisted. “We’re teammates; we should get to know each other better. It’s Saturday night. Think about it, two single guys with a world of women out there just waiting for us.” Tony clapped McGee on the shoulder, “What do you say?”
Right, Tony wanted to go bar hopping with him. Now, the picture was becoming clearer and Tim decided to call Tony on it. “So Tony, all of your other friends bail on you?”
Tony hesitated “No...No, of course not. Come on, Probie. How can you say that?” He just wasn’t able to pull off the indignant tone that the truth required.
Tim rolled his eyes, “You can leave now.”
“Seriously, why does it matter? What’s important is that I thought of you. You obviously don’t have any plans and we really should get to know each other better,” he offered sincerely.
Tim was wavering. Tony was had to resist when he turned on the charm and this was the first time since Tim had joined the team that the senior agent had at least tried to treat him like a friend. “No, you’re right, I don’t have any plans that can’t wait,” he finally admitted, casting a rueful glance at his computer.
“Fantastic,” Tony clapped his hands together. “Get changed. I know this great club and you can be my wingman.
Then again, Tim wasn’t all that interested in running interference while Tony decided who to take home. “Maybe this isn’t such a good idea.” Again, his eyes strayed to his computer and this time Tony saw where Tim was looking.
“What, am I interrupting your PlayStation time?” Tony started to head toward the computer.
Tim moved to block him. “That’s private, Tony.”
“Not surfing porn are we, Probie?”
He huffed indignantly, “no, of course not!”
“So, let me see,” Tony pushed his way to the computer. Tim steeled himself for the inevitable humiliating comments about things Tony couldn’t possibly understand. “What is this McGee? You’ve got a blog?”
“Do you even know what a blog is?” Tim asked.
“Uh,sure-”
Speaking over Tony’s fumbling, he continued, “It’s not a blog. If you must know it’s a live journal.”
He tried to reach around Tony to clear the screen but Tony was quicker and shoved his hand away. “So, what’s a live journal? What are these cute little pictures and who’s Elflord42? Is that you?” Tony teased. “Wait, is this some kind of internet phone sex.”.
Tim sighed, “Why is everything about sex with you?”
Tony ignored him and continued to try to make sense of what he was reading. “Okay, if it’s not porn or internet sex, then explain who ‘mystrylvr’ is and why she’s helping you with your prompt,” Tony snickered.
“Look Tony, you wouldn’t understand. You think everything revolves around sex and clubbing, but some of us actually have other things we enjoy,” Tim was getting angry. “I’m afraid you’re going to have to find yourself another wingman.” Tim pointed at the door. “If you don’t mind, I have a deadline.”
“Whoa, McGee, lighten up. I didn’t mean any harm,” Tony stammered. “But,I can take a hint, I’ll go.”
Tim was surprised to see that Tony actually looked sorry and immediately regretted being so dismissive. “Wait, if you really want to know, I’ll tell you.”
Tony brightened. “Yeah McGee, I'm curious.”
Tim took a deep breath and hoped he wouldn’t regret this. “You’re looking at a flash fiction journal community and it’s kind of like a writing workshop. The community members get a prompt and then have a certain amount of time to write story. After we post the story, people will tell us what they think and hopefully we become better writers.” Tim left out the part about the writing being fan fiction. He figured he’d never hear the end of it if Tony found out some of his stories were set in the Buffy ‘verse.
Tony just stared at him blankly as Tim finished his explanations. “Ok, let me get this straight. You would rather write stories for your geeky on-line friends than go clubbing with me and maybe have sex with a real girl tonight.”
“Tony that’s just mean,” he snapped. How could he have been stupid enough to believe that Tony was really interested. There’s no way a non-writer could begin to understand how the compulsion to write could be so overwhelming and Tim loved to write. He should have realized that Tony would find a way to use it against him. “I told you, you wouldn’t understand.”
“No, I guess I don’t,” Tony admitted honestly. Switching gears, he added, “Well, there are women waiting to meet me and obviously you have a deadline - so, I guess I’ll be going.” He headed to the door and waited awkwardly for Tim to let him out.
Finally, Tim responded. “Yeah, I guess so. Look Tony, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t say anything about my writing.”
Tony nodded and smiled. Tim smiled back and started to close the door.
Tony put a hand up to stop the door. “If you change your mind-” he stopped and shook his head. “You know what, never mind.” He turned and walked down the hallway.
Sighing, Tim wondered if they would ever understand each other well enough to be friends.
In the end, Tony’s visit hadn’t been a complete disaster because the prompt that had been giving him so much trouble was “Unexpected Visitors.” Now, thanks to Tony, Tim was pretty sure he was going to meet this week’s deadline. After that, maybe, he’d take another crack at that novel that had been running around in his brain. Especially since he had the perfect way to develop a new side kick character, Tony...uh, Tommy.
A/N: And thanks to Tim I have met mine. :-)
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