Disclaimer: Yah...I still don't own anything, and I don't count on ownig it EVER...Still JKR.

Memos, Hair, Bubblegum, Rap, and Wands.

"Stop."

"What?"

"Don't play dumb."

"I am not."

"Stop!"

"Did you say something?"

"Ah!"

"Is there a problem Kingsley?"

"No, just fine."

"That's good"

"Stop!"

"Hum, blue hair or pink hair?"

"Stop sending me memos! I am just in the cubical next to you!"

"Actually I think I am in the mood for green." Tonks said, as she finished the 5th memo she had written Kingsley Shacklebolt, just as she sent it off, a head popped up over the divider and the memo hit the person between the eyes. "Oh, fancy seeing you here Kingsley."

"Your…….hair……..isn't…..even green, its still teal." He said trying to sound calm.

"Argh! Really? I was going for aquamarine!" Tonks said looking at herself in the mirror she had mounted on the wall, "Your right, to much green in it."

Kingsley came in to her cubical, "Tonks, the memos are for sending important messages to people on other floors." He tried to explain patiently.

"It is so much fun though, watch!" Tonks scribbled a short note, sealed it, and labeled it, 'Alastor Moody'.

The memo went flying to the cubical 10 spaces away, "Dang it! Tonks, what could it possibly be now?" A gruff voice called out.

"Just saying hi!" She replied. "See, Loads of fun!" Tonks said addressing a very annoyed Kingsley.

"No more memos, alright?"

"If you insist."

Kingsley went back to his desk. "That is distracting."

"What is?"

"You know what."

"I am afraid I don't."

"Stop it."

"I am not sending you memos, what could I possibly be doing?"

"That!"

"What? You mean this?" Tonks made her hair neon yellow, and made it stand up strait,

"Or this?" Her neck became very long and she looked over the divider.

"All of it." Kingsley was now rubbing his temples.

"Would you like me to stop?"

"That would be very nice."

"Gottcha"

"Thank you."

'Pop'

"Oh come on."

'Pop'

"Stop."

'Pop'

"Really stop."

'Pop'

"Tonks!"

'Pop'

"Accio, bubblegum!"

"Ewe, Kingsley that was in my mouth!"

"Yes, but now you can't pop it."

"Hmmmhmm, Huhmmammmh."

"Do you ever shut-up?"

"Ahhhaha, Laalaa."

"I guess not."

"Bumchika, bumchicka, bow-chicka wow-wow!"

"What was that?"

"Muggles call it rap."

"Sounds more like crap."

'Tap, tap, tap'

Tonks heard a deep sigh come from the cubical next to her.

'Tap, tap, tap,'

"Quiet."

'Tap, tap, tap'

"I am warning you,"

'…Tap, tap, tap'

"NO MORE!"

A firm hand grabbed Tonks wrist as she was just about to tap her desk again with her

Wand, "Stop."

"Fine"

Once Kingsley left, Tonks scribbled a note, and sent a memo off to Kingsley.