Tony pouted in the back of the car.

"But Mommy, I don't wanna go to school!"

Jessica DiNozzo gave him a stern look from the front seat. "Anthony DiNozzo, stop that. You're going to school."

He crossed his arms. "I wanna stay home all day and watch movies! Daddy just got True Lies, and he said I could watch it with him!"

"Come on, Tony. Be a big boy."

"Being a big boy is soo overrated."

Jessica laughed, then stopped herself.

"Cheer up, Tony. I'm picking up your friend today."

Tony cocked his head, suddenly interested. "Which one?"

She pulled up to the curb. Suddenly, a figure jumped in, her deep brown curls bouncing all around.

"Hi, Tony!" She said. "Bye Papa!" She yelled out the window at her father, who waved at her.

She sat next to Tony. "I'm soo excited for show and tell today!"

Tony sat up. "What are you planning to do?"

She grinned. "You'll see."


Tony eagerly followed Ziva into the classroom.

"What are you going to do, Ziva?"

"You don't get to know yet, Tony. It's a surprise!"

Tony groaned. "Fine. What can I do to help?"

She pointed to the containers of building blocks in the corner. "Do you think you can build something taller than me?"

He looked her over. "Yeah, probably."

"Well, get to it!"

He began to build the blocks, one on top of another, until he finally created a five-foot-tall pillar of colorful blocks.

"There."

She looked it over. "Perfect!" She exclaimed, hugging Tony. He felt himself blush.

Who am I, Timmy? He thought to himself.

Suddenly, the bell rang, and all the children began to file in.

All the children sat down, while Ziva stood by her stack of blocks.

"Okay, everyone, it's Ziva's turn for show-and-tell. Ziva, where is your show and tell item?"

She held out her empty hands. "Right here."

Jeanne snorted. "You don't even have anything with you."

Ziva simply looked at her. " 'If a great man finds power in his own body, then he is already a powerful man.' Papa told me that."

She looked out at her audience. "You may want to scoot back a little."

The wondering audience did as commanded.

She turned to the large figure in front of her, which was probably a good foot and half taller than her.

She bowed, and straightened.

"AAAH-AAAH!'She screamed as she swiftly kicked straight through the structure. She then swept it to finish it off.

The whole crowd of children simply stared at her, and then at the scattered bright blocks. Even the teachers could not help but stare at the tiny ninja.

"That. Was. AWESOME!" Abby suddenly shouted from the back. She applauded wildly.

The other slowly children began to applaud as well. Ziva bowed and smiled.

Tony was beaming. "Ziva, that was awesome! Do you think you can teach me that?" he asked eagerly, running up to her.

She raised an eyebrow. "Maybe."


Gibbs sat in the corner of the classroom, his only company Ducky.

"I'm bored." He sighed, putting down his book.

"Jethro, I actually must say, I find this one extremely intriguing!" Little Ducky said, pushing his glasses further up the bridge his nose.

"Duck, you find everything intriguing."

Ducky chuckled. "It's true."

Suddenly, Jethro spotted another girl in the corner of the classroom. Her long, red hair flowed over her shoulders, and she was quietly looking over what seemed to be a map of some sort.

"Do you know that girl?" Gibbs pointed to the girl.

Ducky squinted. "No. I think she's new."

"Then let's go give her a proper greeting." Before Ducky knew it, he had jumped up and had started running towards the girl.

"Jethro, wait-" he said, panting, running after him.

"Hi." Jethro said to the quiet girl.

She looked up from what she was looking at. "Hi."

"I'm Jethro." He said, suddenly sticking out his hand.

"Just call me Ducky." Ducky said, offering his, too.

"Jennifer. But if you call me that, I will hurt you. Very badly."

Gibbs laughed. "I like you. So what do I call you?"

"Jenny. How about you?"

"Well, usually, people call me my last name, Gibbs. But you can call me Jethro. But only you and him." He babbled, pointing at Ducky.

What is wrong with me? He thought silently.

"You're very pretty!" He blurted. Ducky chuckled quietly.

Jenny smiled. "Thanks, uh, Jethro."

"So…what are you looking at?" He asked, leaning over her.

"It's a map of Washington D.C. I've always wanted to go there." She said, with a faraway gaze.

"Cool." Gibbs said, looking at the map with her.

"Interesting." Ducky commented, also looking at the map.


Gibbs, Abby, Tony, Ziva, Ducky, and now Jenny sat at a table in the lunch room. Everyone stared at the oddball gang, but then Gibbs just gave them a glance and they quickly walked on.

Abby slurped loudly from a large, brightly colored container.

"Abby, what is that?" Tony asked, watching the little girl drink from a container nearly the size of her.

"It's this new thing. It's called Caf-Pow! I really like it. It's yummy and makes me feel more awake!" She said excitedly.

Gibbs looked at the ingredients list. "It has caf-cafe-ney-"

"I think it is pronounced caffeine." Ducky said from his seat at the table.

"Oh." The whole table said in unison.

"I can't even pronounce the rest of them." Gibbs grumbled, handing it back to Abby.

Jenny giggled. "I like you guys."

Suddenly, Ducky felt a small hand tap his shoulder. He turned around and found he was staring down at a little boy with wire rim glasses much like his and curly brown hair.

"Hi! I'm Jimmy!" the boy said excitedly.

"Well, hello, Jimmy. What brings you here?" Ducky asked, turning all the way around.

"Well, um, I'm new and the other kindergarteners think I'm kind of weird..." The boy said, staring down at his feet.

"You'll fit right in." Ducky said, scooting over and inviting Jimmy to sit next to him.

"This is Ziva-"

Ziva waved, pausing to take a bite of her sandwich.

"Tony-"

"Sup." Tony waved, leaning back against the wall.

"Abby-"

Abby paused from ferociously slurping her Caf-Pow! long enough to wave.

"Timmy-"

Timmy looked up from his notebook. "Oh. Hey."

"Jenny-"

"Hi there!" She cried.

"And Gibbs."

Gibbs curtly nodded.

"I'm Jimmy Palmer. But you can call me Jimmy."

Crappy ending. Could not really think of a good one.

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