Here we go another bit of light fluff, Tony and Ziva painting their room. Enjoy! Sorry it took so long to update my life has been consumed with Euro 2012 (watching fit footballers), Summer (well making the most of the days when it doesn't rain) and school trips I had two in one week and they were both day trips where we had to leave at stupid times so my body clock is all over the place and somehow I made time for school in between all that (I wouldn't want to ruin my perfect attendence record this year.)
"Are you sure we have the right colour?" Ziva asked Tony as they sat on their bed.
"Well, if we didn't now is not the time to complain." He said looking at the wall they had already painted. Yesterday they had spent hours at the paint shop deciding which colour they should paint their bedroom. The colour they had chosen was a not-too-bright but still warm-like-sunshine yellow.
"We should get back to work." Ziva declared standing up.
"Yer, sure." He said offering his hand to Ziva who pulled him up. Before long they had finished the second wall and we're taking a quick break. "How about I get the radio?" Tony suggested.
"Sure." Ziva replied. Seconds later he came back with the radio and plugged it in. They started to paint quicker with the radio on. Half a wall later their song came on.
I love your messy hair. I love the clothes you wear. I love the way you smile. Tony couldn't help but sing along using his paint brush as a microphone. "Come on Zee." He pleaded spinning her around.
"Tony we have to finish painting"
"Come on Zee. Have some fun?" She rolled her eyes in reply but started dancing with him anyway as the song came to a close he grabbed her hands and spun her around. They fell over laughing.
They were about to start painting again when the phone rang. "Hello" Tony answered. He hung up the phone 20 seconds later. The shock of the news ate up his face. "Ziva, Monique dead."
Ok finished that chapter sorry it was pretty awful apart from the last 3 words which I hope is original and plus gives me an extra something to write about as I have a bit of writers block. Any ideas for cures are welcome. As if I'm still suffering in the summer holidays what will I do with my time? The season finale aired in England (finally) on Friday. Wow it was amazing. Also just read it back and you know the chapter in Tali's POV and the whole 'apple and salad cream part' well I was wondering if you thought that was weird. Try an apple and salad cream sandwich they are so nice. P.S should I spell the universally accepted abbreviation for Ziva Zee or Zi?