A/N: Densimber Day 12. A little Densi and Twins fluff for your reading pleasure after a couple days of angst.


"Deeks, did you eat some of the cookies?" Kensi demanded, rushing into the den.

Deeks looked up from where he sat on the floor, playing with the twins.

"You mean the O-r-e-o-s?" Deeks asked, glancing pointedly at the twins. Neither seemed to be listening at the moment, engrossed in arranging dolls in their dollhouse, but he didn't want to risk an onslaught of requests for their favorite snack.

"No, I'm talking about the cookies I spent hours baking for the stupid bake sale. The cookies I burnt three batches of before getting it right. Did you eat any?" A slightly crazed look entered her eyes.

"You really believe I'm capable of doing something like that?" he joked. "Baby, I promise it wasn't me."

"Well, someone did. I had eighteen this morning and now there are only thirteen. I know Rosa didn't because she's been gone all day," she continued.

"Daddy, a suck," Caleb interrupted, roughly tapping Deeks' shoulder and showing him a miniature doll wedged inside a toy cup. He extracted the toy, handing it back.

"There you go, kiddo." He turned back to Kensi. "And where did you have them?"

"In the cabinet above the fridge."

"Uh-huh." Suspicion rising, Deeks glanced back at Sophia, now wedging herself under a chair to get a stray doll chair. "I think the obvious answer is the Pastry Twins."

"There's no way they could have climbed that high," Kensi said. "Besides, the only time they've been alone all day was when I ran to the bathroom for about two minutes."

"Don't underestimate Thing One and Two's ability to work fast and silent. That's how my shoes ended up in the toilet," he reminded her.

"That's true."

"Sophia. Sophia," Deeks called out, waiting until he had her attention. "Sophia Deeks, did you eat mommy's cookies?"

"Noooo," she insisted with an impish smile. Caleb giggled, and Deeks turned a mock stern look on him.

"Caleb?"

"Cookies yummy," he whispered, giggling again.

"Uh-huh, that's what I figured. I don't know if I should be impressed or upset."

"Unbelievable," Kensi muttered. She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "I guess we have to add climbing to the list of things to look out for."

Scooping each twin up, he leaned in close. "Hey, no more climbing? You'll fall and get hurt."

"Ouch?" Sophia asked curiously.

"Yes, big ouch," Kensi confirmed.

"Ok!" Caleb said, blatantly unconcerned.

Setting them back down, Deeks pushed himself off the floor and held his arms open to Kensi. She fell onto his shoulder with a groan.

"Sorry about your cookies."

"It's ok. I just feel like a terrible mom for missing the entire thing. Also, where did they eat them, because I didn't see any crumbs."

"Oh, I'm sure we'll find their stash one day," Deeks said wryly. He kissed her temple. "And you're a fantastic mom. We just have crazy kids." He took her hand, tugging her out of the room.

"Where are we going?"

"To make more cookies. My Ladybird has a bake sale to get to."

"Thank you. And I'm sorry for accusing of eating the cookies," she said sheepishly. "I might be a little stressed."

"I think I'll survive." He winked, getting a carton of eggs and sticks of butter out of the fridge.

"I'm definitely putting the next batch in a lockbox," Kensi decided.

"Oh good, that'll be a nice new challenge for Caleb and Sophia," he said brightly