A/N: Episode tag to "Blame it on Rio." I couldn't help myself. I mean, it was Tony. And Densi. It practically wrote itself. (Keep in mind that Cranky!Deeks was present during this episode so I had to write him that way even though I actually don't believe in Cranky!Deeks.) Enjoy!
"So," Tony grinned at them from the backseat of Kensi's car like the cat that ate the canary. "What do they call you two?"
"What do you mean, 'what do they call us'?" Deeks asked in annoyance from his position in the passenger's seat.
"Your celebrity couple name! C'mon this is LA! Everybody has a celebrity couple name!"
"We're not…" Kensi began.
"Give me a little credit here guys," Tony rolled his eyes. "You two have relationship written all over you." He sat forward. "So. What's your Brangelina? Your Bennifer?"
"Do you have an off button?" Deeks glared at him.
"Is it Mensi? Karty?"
"Oh my gosh, it's like having another you around," Kensi told Deeks.
"Maybe they go last names. Dye? Ooh I know!" Tony paused for dramatic effect. "Bleeks. Tell me they call you Bleeks!"
"They don't call us anything because we're too busy actually doing our jobs!" Deeks cried.
"Ooh, is it a secret? Like if Edna Mode back there finds out, you're fired? Because if so you two need to leave the bedroom eyes at home," Tony wrinkled his nose. "And so do Thing 1 and Thing 2 upstairs. What's their deal by the way?"
"Could we maybe, focus on the case?" Kensi requested.
"Did your team send you here to get away from your constant need to talk about nothing?" Deeks asked.
"Somebody's touchy," Tony replied.
"Maybe if you weren't so busy playing the name game you wouldn't have lost your prisoner!"
"For the last time: I didn't lose him!"
"Guys! Knock if off or you're both walking," Kensi said firmly.
The car fell into sullen silence for several minutes.
"Keeks?"
"DiNozzo!"
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