Chapter 1:
Hey Guys this is NewZealandHaremMaster with my very first fanfic. This is only a oneshot but I may be writing some more stories that one of my friends gave me. So yeah I hope you enjoy and please don't hesitate to review. On with the story!"
Chapter 1
"Another blunt letter opener" Sam grumbled as he rifled through his desk. Callen was openly grinning when he pulled out his case folders "Maybe this is the world's way of telling you that you're not supposed to use a letter opener as a deadly weapon." "That was one time G. One time. You don't have to keep going on about it." "What's this about?" Deeks called out as he entered with Kensi "is this pick on sam day?" "No it's not Mr Deeks. However, Mr Hanna it may be prudent to start bringing your own paper tearing instruments as five in a month may be impressive but it just kills the budget." Hetty said as she approached them. As she did though a young intern approached. He looked to be around 5'11 and was wearing a pair of black trackpants, A short-sleeved black t-shirt and a wristwatch that was black and and orange lining. "Hey Sam" he said as he came up to them "Hello Denis" sam grinned as he looked at him " I come bearing a great gift" he said as he swept a white handled knife out of an elaborately decorated sheath at his hip. "NCIS rule #9 always carry a knife." he quoted as he handed Sam the blade "this blade was used by my father and his father before him. We've killed many sheep and knocked out many robbers with this blade. Plus it comes in handy when opening letters." Sam looked over his new letter opener with satisfaction. They were distracted when Callen asked Denis if he knew Leroy jethro Gibbs. Denis replied with" of course I know uncle leroy. My aunt was his first wife, you know, the one who died. Callen didn't reply. Meanwhile Kensi and Deeks were arguing whether or not to bring back the walking desk. Then Denis came up with and unexpected solution.
(A/N:Cliffhanger!
Not really just kidding!)
"Why not use a powerfit?" he asked Deeks puzzled "it's silent you stand on it and it can do 99 different speeds it's perfect for the walking desk." Deeks looked at Denis for a few moments before he walked to his desk and took out a paper target. He then stuck it to a wall and started to bang his head on it while going "stupid,stupid,stupid." over and over again. So everyone was happy, well aside from Deeks of course.
A/N: Done! this is my first fanfiction so i thought id get my feet wet with a oneshot.*stretches out kinks in back* its seven in the morning where I am but I wrote this up last night so I thought I should publish it. read and review and tell me if I should continue writing fanfiction. see you later :D