A/N: Drabble; for Liz. My room mate prompted me. I simply turned around and simply demanded she give me a noun.


Leroy Jethro Gibbs glared at his redhead.

"You can't just say 'elephant', Jen?" he growled, narrowing his eyes.

"I like pachyderm," she answered defensively, glaring right back at him. She swept her glasses off her face and turned around, ignoring how he slammed her office door shut.

"You sound stuck-up when you talk like that," he snapped.

She put her hand on her hip.

"I didn't mean to confuse you," she said innocently, annoyed with his accusation. "It's just a word."

He rolled his eyes and mimicked her in a high pitched, lofty voice.

"It seems there's a rather large pachyderm in the room, Jethro," he trilled obnoxiously.

"I didn't sound like that."

"Yes. You did."

Jennifer Shepard threw up her hands in exasperation.

"For the love of God, Jethro, just get over it! DiNozzo knew a word that you didn't!"

He glared at her, his mouth open in annoyance. She smirked back at him primly, folding her arms in a triumphant manner. Gibbs set his jaw and marched across the room, taking her hips in his hands possessively.

"He isn't the one who makes you forget how to speak."


Shortest thing I have ever published.

-Alexandra