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Ty, Part One
This went on for the next month or so.
As September, then October, drew to a close, Tony and Tasha managed to learn a fair bit about each other.
Tasha learned that watermelon was third on Tony’s list of favorite fruits and he liked pizza, but was not above salad and shoveled the green stuff in on a regular basis. He would run when the weather allowed and Tasha would sometimes see him in the neighborhood park after he got home from work. He also liked anchovies and, when she learned what they were from her sister, Tasha was frankly horrified. It wasn’t until Cherry and Simone invited her over for pizza that she actually had a taste of anchovies and found that the ‘pizza fish’ were actually quite tasty.
Tony learned that Tasha liked reading, and was thinking of reading the first Harry Potter book, but her favorite book was ‘Holes’. She liked her English class, but didn’t like math, and that she would choose juice over milk. Milk, in her opinion, was only good for cereal, cookies, ice cream and pudding. All very good choices to a nine year old. The girl across the street, Cherry, would sometimes put milk in her tea and that was fine as long as Tasha didn’t have any. And anyway, why would milk taste good in tea? Tony spent a memorable lunch break with their ME drinking tea with a splash of milk and sent back a note saying that it actually wasn’t half bad.
Tony found that he actually enjoyed passing notes back and forth with Tasha, but was starting to wonder if they would ever meet face to face.
That, however, wasn’t a problem with his self-appointed shadow.
Beri Lewis had a peculiar talent for knowing when he’d be in the building and she’d chatter at him when they met. The kid was actually ten years old, but didn’t look any older than Tasha because she was so small. This led Tony to wonder how tall she would grow up to be.
In addition to talking his ear off, she was a veritable wealth of information. Case in point: a few days before Halloween, Tony found some time to do some much needed laundry.
Piling up his clothes, he headed down to the basement where all the machines were. Frankly, it was the only area big enough to hold twelve sets of washers and dryers. Stuffing a dollar’s worth of quarters into the slot of a washer in the corner, he opened the door and turned to gather an armload. Facing the washer again, he started violently as he found himself nose-to-nose with a pair of blue eyes.
“Hiya, Mr. Tony!”
“Hiya, Beri!” he dutifully echoed, stuffing his clothes in the gaping machine. Beri was settled on top of the washer, laying on her stomach, and watched him load up the machine. “I wasn’t expecting to see you today.”
“I wasn’t expecting to see you today, neither.” She swung her legs to and fro in the air. “But Uncle Felix had to do some work on his book and I didn’t want to be a pesty mouse, so I decided to come down here and see who would come down today.”
“Your uncle is an author?”
“No,” she explained patiently. “He writes books. Sometimes, he writes books for kids and I saw Tasha reading one the other day. She reads a lot, you know. But I think she was trying to help Tyler write a book report, cause his brother works at a hospital. I don’t know which one, but I know it’s big.”
“They usually are,” he nodded, turning the washer on and settling against another to listen to his neighbor.
“Simone had to go to one after we moved here after Christmas. She had to get a x-ray because she fell on her bike and I got to write on her arm when I saw her. She said that it was scary at first and it hurt a lot, but she got candy for being so good and I asked her what candy she got, and she said they had lollipops, but she didn’t like the one she got, so she gave it to ‘Licia, her older sister. I don’t have a sister, but Simone said I could be hers if I wanted. Do you have a sister?”
“No, just me,” Tony smiled slightly. After the week he’d had, it was kind of refreshing to be around the chatterbox and let someone else do the talking for him for a change.
They were silent for a bit before Beri piped up, “Do you know what the Halloween is in Mexico? Simone said that it’s the day they go see the dead people at their homes and hang out with them. Simone and ‘Licia and Ms. Maria are going to a friend’s house and they’ll be out all week. So, me ‘n’ Cherry are gonna hang out and see if Tasha wants to go trick or treating with us. Wanna come, too?”
“Sorry, kiddo,” he shook his head. “I have to work that day. Maybe another time.”
It sort of looked like she deflated a little. “That’s okay, I guess.” She looked down at the clothes swishing below her. “Hum. Well, did you know that Uncle Felix made pancakes? ‘Cept, he made too many and me and Syrup couldn’t eat them all. And Mr. Louie down on second, he said that if I came back later that I could pick out the next thing for him to paint.”
“Really?” Tony was interested in this bit of information. He’d never really met an actual artist or anything.
This seemed to brighten her up as she grinned up at him. “Oh, yeah! He’s really nice and he has this friend that comes over and she does what they call ‘modeling’ and sometimes Mr. Louie will let me sit and watch and Ms. Sadie is really nice and…”
Tony let her voice wash over him as he finished his laundry and let her help fold his towels.
“These are soft,” she commented, following him up the stairs because the manager of the building was trying to get someone out to fix the elevator. “I like them.”
“I like them, too,” he grinned back down at her, making sure she wasn’t in danger of tripping on anything.
The pair reached the third floor landing when they spotted a boy sulking in the corner.
“Hiya, Tyler! Tasha not back yet?”
“Hi, Beri,” Tyler gave a half-hearted wave. The eight year old looked tired.
“This is Mr. Tony, and he let me help. See these?” she proudly lifted the three towels stacked in her arms. “I did these all by myself!”
“Oh, Tasha’s friend,” bright green eyes studied him from under straw colored hair. “Nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you, too, Tyler,” Tony frowned. “Are you okay?”
“He went to the park this morning,” Beri told him. “I saw him and his brother go when I went to the laundry room.”
‘Tired, then. Must have burned out,’ he nodded. “Beri, did you want to hang around here? I could take this back to my apartment.”
“No, I got it,” she hefted the towels higher. “C’mon, Ty. You want pancakes? We got a lot…”
Somehow or another, Tony found himself sitting in the hall outside his door with Tyler and Beri eating pancakes and drinking apple juice.
***
This went on for the next month or so.
As September, then October, drew to a close, Tony and Tasha managed to learn a fair bit about each other.
Tasha learned that watermelon was third on Tony’s list of favorite fruits and he liked pizza, but was not above salad and shoveled the green stuff in on a regular basis. He would run when the weather allowed and Tasha would sometimes see him in the neighborhood park after he got home from work. He also liked anchovies and, when she learned what they were from her sister, Tasha was frankly horrified. It wasn’t until Cherry and Simone invited her over for pizza that she actually had a taste of anchovies and found that the ‘pizza fish’ were actually quite tasty.
Tony learned that Tasha liked reading, and was thinking of reading the first Harry Potter book, but her favorite book was ‘Holes’. She liked her English class, but didn’t like math, and that she would choose juice over milk. Milk, in her opinion, was only good for cereal, cookies, ice cream and pudding. All very good choices to a nine year old. The girl across the street, Cherry, would sometimes put milk in her tea and that was fine as long as Tasha didn’t have any. And anyway, why would milk taste good in tea? Tony spent a memorable lunch break with their ME drinking tea with a splash of milk and sent back a note saying that it actually wasn’t half bad.
Tony found that he actually enjoyed passing notes back and forth with Tasha, but was starting to wonder if they would ever meet face to face.
That, however, wasn’t a problem with his self-appointed shadow.
Beri Lewis had a peculiar talent for knowing when he’d be in the building and she’d chatter at him when they met. The kid was actually ten years old, but didn’t look any older than Tasha because she was so small. This led Tony to wonder how tall she would grow up to be.
In addition to talking his ear off, she was a veritable wealth of information. Case in point: a few days before Halloween, Tony found some time to do some much needed laundry.
Piling up his clothes, he headed down to the basement where all the machines were. Frankly, it was the only area big enough to hold twelve sets of washers and dryers. Stuffing a dollar’s worth of quarters into the slot of a washer in the corner, he opened the door and turned to gather an armload. Facing the washer again, he started violently as he found himself nose-to-nose with a pair of blue eyes.
“Hiya, Mr. Tony!”
“Hiya, Beri!” he dutifully echoed, stuffing his clothes in the gaping machine. Beri was settled on top of the washer, laying on her stomach, and watched him load up the machine. “I wasn’t expecting to see you today.”
“I wasn’t expecting to see you today, neither.” She swung her legs to and fro in the air. “But Uncle Felix had to do some work on his book and I didn’t want to be a pesty mouse, so I decided to come down here and see who would come down today.”
“Your uncle is an author?”
“No,” she explained patiently. “He writes books. Sometimes, he writes books for kids and I saw Tasha reading one the other day. She reads a lot, you know. But I think she was trying to help Tyler write a book report, cause his brother works at a hospital. I don’t know which one, but I know it’s big.”
“They usually are,” he nodded, turning the washer on and settling against another to listen to his neighbor.
“Simone had to go to one after we moved here after Christmas. She had to get a x-ray because she fell on her bike and I got to write on her arm when I saw her. She said that it was scary at first and it hurt a lot, but she got candy for being so good and I asked her what candy she got, and she said they had lollipops, but she didn’t like the one she got, so she gave it to ‘Licia, her older sister. I don’t have a sister, but Simone said I could be hers if I wanted. Do you have a sister?”
“No, just me,” Tony smiled slightly. After the week he’d had, it was kind of refreshing to be around the chatterbox and let someone else do the talking for him for a change.
They were silent for a bit before Beri piped up, “Do you know what the Halloween is in Mexico? Simone said that it’s the day they go see the dead people at their homes and hang out with them. Simone and ‘Licia and Ms. Maria are going to a friend’s house and they’ll be out all week. So, me ‘n’ Cherry are gonna hang out and see if Tasha wants to go trick or treating with us. Wanna come, too?”
“Sorry, kiddo,” he shook his head. “I have to work that day. Maybe another time.”
It sort of looked like she deflated a little. “That’s okay, I guess.” She looked down at the clothes swishing below her. “Hum. Well, did you know that Uncle Felix made pancakes? ‘Cept, he made too many and me and Syrup couldn’t eat them all. And Mr. Louie down on second, he said that if I came back later that I could pick out the next thing for him to paint.”
“Really?” Tony was interested in this bit of information. He’d never really met an actual artist or anything.
This seemed to brighten her up as she grinned up at him. “Oh, yeah! He’s really nice and he has this friend that comes over and she does what they call ‘modeling’ and sometimes Mr. Louie will let me sit and watch and Ms. Sadie is really nice and…”
Tony let her voice wash over him as he finished his laundry and let her help fold his towels.
“These are soft,” she commented, following him up the stairs because the manager of the building was trying to get someone out to fix the elevator. “I like them.”
“I like them, too,” he grinned back down at her, making sure she wasn’t in danger of tripping on anything.
The pair reached the third floor landing when they spotted a boy sulking in the corner.
“Hiya, Tyler! Tasha not back yet?”
“Hi, Beri,” Tyler gave a half-hearted wave. The eight year old looked tired.
“This is Mr. Tony, and he let me help. See these?” she proudly lifted the three towels stacked in her arms. “I did these all by myself!”
“Oh, Tasha’s friend,” bright green eyes studied him from under straw colored hair. “Nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you, too, Tyler,” Tony frowned. “Are you okay?”
“He went to the park this morning,” Beri told him. “I saw him and his brother go when I went to the laundry room.”
‘Tired, then. Must have burned out,’ he nodded. “Beri, did you want to hang around here? I could take this back to my apartment.”
“No, I got it,” she hefted the towels higher. “C’mon, Ty. You want pancakes? We got a lot…”
Somehow or another, Tony found himself sitting in the hall outside his door with Tyler and Beri eating pancakes and drinking apple juice.
***
Tony
Newly minted NCIS Agent Tony DiNozzo slumped into his friend’s wheeled chair with a sigh. “Well, Abs, I’m heading out.”
“Okay, Tony,” Abigail “Abby” Scuito carefully hugged him. Them, their boss, and their ME worked overtime on this last case and it was a tough one for their newest agent. Abby, however, was proud that her new best friend had held up like no-one’s business and found the lead that broke the case. “We’re off for the weekend anyway. Hey, maybe Sunday we could hang out and see that movie one of the Sisters recommended?”
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Newly minted NCIS Agent Tony DiNozzo slumped into his friend’s wheeled chair with a sigh. “Well, Abs, I’m heading out.”
“Okay, Tony,” Abigail “Abby” Scuito carefully hugged him. Them, their boss, and their ME worked overtime on this last case and it was a tough one for their newest agent. Abby, however, was proud that her new best friend had held up like no-one’s business and found the lead that broke the case. “We’re off for the weekend anyway. Hey, maybe Sunday we could hang out and see that movie one of the Sisters recommended?”
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Title: The Beginning
Fandom: NCIS
Series: Part One of The Movie Club
Summary: Tony DiNozzo finds himself being drawn into the lives of some of his building's kids.
Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS or other series or movies nor do I own any thing or place discussed. I own characters unrelated to the series NCIS, which are classified as 'other characters'.
This is an Alternate Universe
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Fandom: NCIS
Series: Part One of The Movie Club
Summary: Tony DiNozzo finds himself being drawn into the lives of some of his building's kids.
Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS or other series or movies nor do I own any thing or place discussed. I own characters unrelated to the series NCIS, which are classified as 'other characters'.
This is an Alternate Universe
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Cast of Characters introduced in: The Beginning
The Beginning: Tony DiNozzo moves in and begins his job at NCIS. In his building, he first meets Tasha, then Beri, Ty, Nicole, Simone and Sakura.
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The Beginning: Tony DiNozzo moves in and begins his job at NCIS. In his building, he first meets Tasha, then Beri, Ty, Nicole, Simone and Sakura.
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