Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS.
Wearing a pink jumpsuit, she stretched her arms, neck, back and legs out before she proceeded to start her yoga exercise. She was almost the opposite of her daughter in every way, and her curly golden locks proved it. So did the pink. And the yoga. Well, maybe not the yoga.
Her daughter could get into yoga, oddly enough. As she moved into 'tree' she saw a small light in the corner of the room flash indicating someone had pressed the doorbell. It flashed again. The person hadn't heard a ring and tried again. Probably a boy scout. Or maybe a girl scout. She loved their cookie. Especially the mint ones.
She opened the door and recognized one of the three people standing at the door. He was a translator down a the center for deaf and mute people.
'Hello' he signed and she welcomed them into her home.
After they had gotten their message relayed to her a grinch like grin came over she face. There was no need for translation.
"and that is why you must let us in." Gibbs explained to a TSA person. McGee was being held away by another TSA person, who didn't believe McGee's story that Gibbs was his boss and had kid knapped him to get coffee in Canada.
Of course, they knew who Gibbs was but no one had filmed McGee as he went into the building. They also thought that Gibbs had learned his lesson about coffee.
"Fine." the TSA man rolled his eyes and scurried off to go make arrangements for an emergency flight to Canada.
Abby pulled on a dark gray NCIS t-shirt as she settled into Kate's couch. It was soft and squishy, but still firm. She'd stopped at Kate's house to make sure she'd actually gone on her date, and apparently, she had. But then, Abby had felt to tired to drive home safely, so she decided to go to sleep. Just for a few hours.
She also hoped she wouldn't interrupt anything. Soon she'd fallen asleep.
"How do you spell that?" asked the British man. It was the ninth time he'd asked how you spell something. This time the word was 'Dawg'.
But, Jim Franz didn't care. In fact- he kind of enjoyed having someone in the class who wasn't there trying to become something they weren't. He strongly felt that slang fit the man well.
Although Jim was only 26, this man, who was, like, maybe, 90, or something, and deserved Jim's respect more than Jim deserved his insisted on calling him Professor Franz or Master Franz. It had given Jim a large ego boost, not that he needed it.
In fact, the reason he had enough confidence to teach the course was because of his 'Ego Mentor'. His Ego Mentor had been teaching him to become more and more confident, and in fact, just two weeks ago Jim had asked a girl out for the first time. AND he had gotten laid. It had been a good experience.
"D-A-W-G." He told the man without thinking twice. Then, Jim turned around and wrote it on the board showing the entire class his backside. Before his mentor he'd never have been able to do that.
Jim made a mental note to write another 'Thank you' to Tony.
The first thing Abby noticed when she opened her eyes was that the VCR actually worked. The next thing she noticed was that it was 6:00 in the morning and Kate wasn't there.
With a triumphant punch in the air she smiled smugly and went to go take a shower.
Abby grabbed two black towels from Kate's closet. Kate had insisted that since Abby wouldn't tell her if black was her natural hair color she used the black towels whenever she came over. Carefully she opened Kate's underwear drawer and pulled out the first pair she saw, then went to Kate closet to pick out a pair of pants and a shirt.
She was glad that they wore the same size clothes. Carefully Abby tossed Kate's clothes upon the bed until she found the perfect thing to wear.
Last Halloween she had forced Kate to help her hand out treats to young children (they came from miles around to see Abby house. She went all out, last year alone it had cost her $269 to make it just right.) and Kate's costume was that of a police officer.
A short, black plastic skirt and a tight, navy blue plastic top as well as a pair of fishnets As she made her way to the shower, Abby couldn't help but wonder why Kate still had the costume, and why there was a small rip on the side of the skirt.
Carefully she returned it to it's spot and settled for a pair of blue jeans and a black t-shirt. Not what she would usually wear but…
Skywalker did a quick run through about his store. It was his once a week gum removal. People would stick it everywhere, and he wanted his shop clean.
As he walked about removing the cobwebs from the hot chocolate machine that no one ever used, he noticed something odd.
Each week he placed 16 Caff-Pow cups near the Caff-Pow machine, this covered Obi-Wan, the brave adventurers and those looking for new chemicals for a week. Normally, there were only two left- always taken by Obi-Wan, but today there were 6. It was way to much of an anomaly to be considered normal. NO, there was only one thing for it- Something had happened to Obi-Wan.
And he, Luke 'Skywalker' would be darned (Not damned. He didn't like that word) if he was going to let anything happen to his best customer and almost slight friend.
Plus, it was a good excuse to walk around wearing his super hero suit without people thinking he was weird.
Happily, he closed up the shop and went to go change. Admiring himself in the mirror, he had only two thoughts 'Darn, I my sparkly blue spandex look good' and 'I hope this doesn't rip'
TBC… if I get reviews…