Genre/Warnings: Derek/Spencer slash
Summary: Garcia took a moment to stretch her arms over her head.
Disclaimer: I don't own the show or the doves, and ain't that sad?
Author's Note: This was in response to a comment_fic prompt, "Criminal Minds, Morgan/Reid, "It's not a doll, it's an action figure!" (Garcia's POV)". Hope you get a couple giggles out of it.
Garcia took a moment to stretch her arms over her head. It was a "slow" day at the BAU, "slow" meaning that no hideous acts of murder required her team's attention, so they were stuck doing paperwork. She had decided to take a break from her own work to play World of Warcraft on her laptop. Suddenly there was knocks at her door and Prentiss and JJ burst inside, giggling like school girls. Garcia found herself grinning along with them as she asked, "And what is so amusing, ladies?"
Prentiss sucked in a breath and managed to say, "Breakroom! Come now!"
Garcia jumped up and followed them to the break room. They peeked around the corner inside, and Garcia saw Morgan and Reid standing on either side, Reid looking like an angry kitten and Morgan looking like a scolded puppy. Garcia had to cover her mouth to keep from losing it when Reid stomped his foot and snapped, "You have crossed the line, Morgan! You went too far!"
The girls giggled and snorted as Morgan held his hands up his hands and said slowly, "Pretty boy, can't we just-"
"No!" Reid snapped, crossing his arm over his chest. "I've stayed silent for too long! I don't say anything when you make fun of me for watching Star Trek, or when you roll your eyes every time I spout off statistics during your sporting events, and especially when you tease me about how books I can read in a hour. But this...it's too much!"
Garcia finally couldn't control herself and she giggled, "Ch-chocolate baby, what d-did you say?!"
Morgan glared at her for a moment before saying, "I said something about his Han Solo do-"
"It is not a doll, it is an action figure!" Reid stomped his foot again, causing another burst of giggles from the girls. Reid pointed at Morgan and growled, "You're cut off, don't bother coming to my apartment tonight!"
The girls backed away, as Reid stormed out of the breakroom, having Morgan trail after him, whining, "Pretty boy, can't we talk about this?"