Ice Cream Cooties

All the kids were settled, eating ice cream happily, as he watched over them. How had he gotten roped into this, anyway? Oh yeah, the hot red head. She somehow had…not conned him….okay she conned him into coming with her, but hey, she was hot.

"And Ziva, no more, hitting, understood?" Jenny, she told him to call her Jenny, and it seemed to stick with him, called as she walked over to him. The curly-haired little girl nodded and went back to eating her ice cream.

She stood next to him and gave him a smile, "Sorry, about that." She murmured. Leroy Jethro Gibbs, but simply Gibbs, as the kids called him, shrugged. "It's okay." He said casually. "I mean, we'll all have to deal with this eventually right?" He asked.

Jenny smirked at him, "After watching these kids, I'll be lucky to even find a man."

Gibbs chuckled, "Oh. Don't look too far."

"I'm the oldest." Tony argued back, chocolate dripping from his own ice cream cone. "No, technically Tim is the oldest." 5 year old Caitlin, responded, very maturely. "No! 'Cause! Cause! Tim just turned 6, I'll be 6 in like two weeks! So, shut up! Kate you're the youngest, anyway." Tony rebutted.

"No! Ziva's the youngest!"

Everybody turned and looked at Ziva who shrugged, "I do not mind being the youngest, in my family, I get whatever I want." She said simply before licking her ice cream cone again.

"Aw! Me too! Except, my parents only had one kid." He explained. Jeanne, who was 6, and secretly had a crush on Tony, was just quietly listening, waiting for her turn to speak up. "Hey, my birthday is next week, do you wanna come?" Tony asked, more directly at Ziva than anyone else.

Ziva shrugged and nodded, "Sure,"

"And, and then, we can go and open all the presents I got!" Tony said excitedly. Ziva's eyes lit up, "How many presents?" she asked. "I don't know, like a million." He said unsurely. Ziva smiled, "Well, when it's my birthday, Papa buys me a gazillion presents." She said with exaggerated arms.

"Aw! No far! I wish I was in your family."

Ziva shrugged and it was silent between the kindergarteners before Tony decided to make a comment, "You know, eating ice cream is like kissing." He said with a giggle.

"Nu-uh." Kate said. "Yeah too Katie." Tony teased. Kate huffed and folded her arms across her chest, "No, because when you kiss somebody, your lips have to be on theirs." Kate said surely. Tony demonstrated and placed his lips on the ice cream cone, and then showed Kate the imprint he had left.

"See, it is like kissing."

"Yeah, well, I wouldn't want to kiss anybody, cooties." Abby said.

Ziva laughed, "My brother said there are no such things as cooties."

"Oh yeah?" Jeanne piped up. Ziva raised her eyebrows at her before nodding, "Yeah, and he's 10, so he knows what he's talking about."

"Then I dare you to kiss somebody and not get cooties."

Ziva grinned, "Deal!" she said excitedly.

"So, pick a boy, and kiss them."

Ziva cocked her head to the side multiple times before looking over at Tony, and quickly pecked him on the lips, but long enough for all the kids to scream.

Ziva giggled, "See told you."

Jeanne glared at her and folded her arms across her chest, Jeanne was furious. Out of all the boys at the table, which was only Tim, she still could have picked him.

Jenny rushed over, her face full of panic, "What's wrong?" she breathed.

"Nothing," all the kids said in unison. Jenny's panic was soon replaced by a smirk, "When all of you guys say, 'Nothing,' at the same time, something's up." Jenny said.

"Well, we were just talking about, um, Tony's birthday, and how he invited Ziva to his party." Abby explained quickly. "Tony, did you invite everybody to your party?" Jenny asked. Tony shrugged, "Um, well it was for everybody."

Jenny reached into her back pocket and handed Tony, a stack of colorful, invitations. "Here, your mom gave these to me this morning, give one to everybody." Jenny explained and Tony nodded. He handed everybody an invitation including Gibbs before his mother smiled at Jenny and left.

Abby left after that, and then Tim's parents picked him up quickly and left. Kate, Ziva, and Jeanne left together as Jenny was their god mother, but not before Jenny wrote her phone number on Gibbs's hand.

"I will see you at the party, right?" she asked. Gibbs chuckled and nodded, "Yup."

Kate smirked as they walked toward the car, "Ziva kissed a boy, Ziva kissed a boy," Kate whispered in Ziva's ear. Ziva glared at her before shoving her lightly, "Shut up, Jeanne was the one who dared me to do it."

"I didn't think you'd actually do it." Jeanne muttered as they climbed onto the back seat.

"Ziva and Tony sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G; first comes love, then comes marriage, then comes the baby in the baby carriage." Kate sang happily.

"Ugh, Kate, will you please shut up!"

Kate shrugged, "Hey, you kissed him not me."

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