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crack_van2009-05-22 11:24 pm
bananacosmic.livejournal.com) wrote in crack_van2009-05-22 11:24 pm
Tony's dry spell by Xanthe (R)
Fandom: NCIS
Pairing: Gibbs/DiNozzo
Length: 3 700 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
xanthelj
Author Website:xanthestories
Why this must be read:
I realize that this makes two recs for Xanthe’s stories, but this is so very different from “Damages” that it’s not even in the same universe of writing. This is crack and humor and just so ridiculously funny. For all of us who think that Tony’s character has been going quite steeply downhill in the last few months, this is the crack story that explains why. Xanthe does a fantastic job in putting together the clues – although the conclusion might not be what you expect.
Absolutely hilarious. Post 6x18 “Knockout”. And a fair warning: don’t drink anything while reading this.
Excerpt
Tony closed his cell phone, feeling kind of disgruntled that he hadn’t been able to have a good conversation with Gibbs about his current “dry spell”. After all, Gibbs *knew*. He’d told him so earlier. Tony didn’t question *how* Gibbs knew he hadn’t had sex in almost two years. He’d long ago reconciled himself to the fact that Gibbs knew everything.
Tony was, after all, a seasoned investigator. And despite becoming increasingly less competent at his job over the past few years some basic facts hadn’t escaped even his short attention span and they were this: Gibbs was never wrong. About anything. Ever. He knew everything, saw everything, and heard everything. Tony was comfortable with this. It all made sense to him. In fact, it was kind of reassuring.
There might well have been a time when he was a more able agent and might have asked more questions, and maybe even opened an investigation of his own into this strange phenomenon, but that time was long gone. Nowadays, it was all he could do to get through the day without making a silly face, saying something unbearably stupid, or embarrassing himself in the thousand and one ways he’d found to embarrass himself of late. He’d gotten better at it over the past year and now was able to embarrass himself almost effortlessly for most of the day if he really tried.
Tony’s dry spell
Pairing: Gibbs/DiNozzo
Length: 3 700 words
Author on LJ:
xantheljAuthor Website:
xanthestoriesWhy this must be read:
I realize that this makes two recs for Xanthe’s stories, but this is so very different from “Damages” that it’s not even in the same universe of writing. This is crack and humor and just so ridiculously funny. For all of us who think that Tony’s character has been going quite steeply downhill in the last few months, this is the crack story that explains why. Xanthe does a fantastic job in putting together the clues – although the conclusion might not be what you expect.
Absolutely hilarious. Post 6x18 “Knockout”. And a fair warning: don’t drink anything while reading this.
Excerpt
Tony closed his cell phone, feeling kind of disgruntled that he hadn’t been able to have a good conversation with Gibbs about his current “dry spell”. After all, Gibbs *knew*. He’d told him so earlier. Tony didn’t question *how* Gibbs knew he hadn’t had sex in almost two years. He’d long ago reconciled himself to the fact that Gibbs knew everything.
Tony was, after all, a seasoned investigator. And despite becoming increasingly less competent at his job over the past few years some basic facts hadn’t escaped even his short attention span and they were this: Gibbs was never wrong. About anything. Ever. He knew everything, saw everything, and heard everything. Tony was comfortable with this. It all made sense to him. In fact, it was kind of reassuring.
There might well have been a time when he was a more able agent and might have asked more questions, and maybe even opened an investigation of his own into this strange phenomenon, but that time was long gone. Nowadays, it was all he could do to get through the day without making a silly face, saying something unbearably stupid, or embarrassing himself in the thousand and one ways he’d found to embarrass himself of late. He’d gotten better at it over the past year and now was able to embarrass himself almost effortlessly for most of the day if he really tried.
Tony’s dry spell