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Hey, my name is Anthony DiNozzo, but my friends call me Tony. You know, Tony spelled backwards is "y not". I'm 43 years old and I want to be in relationship with Special Agent Ziva David.
McGee is in a relationship; I know, I'm shocked, too. I mean, how in the hell does the Probie, be in a relationship before me? Anyway, McGee is in a relationship with our Forensic Scientist, Abby Schuito. Gibbs is in a relationship with our Director, Jenny Shepard. He keeps reminding us about his rule number twelve; never date a co-worker, and there he goes dating our Director.
If I said that to his face, I would get a slap in the back of the head. Don't worry its normal. It a way he show his love for me. I mean, I am his favorite, right?
* * * * * *
It was a beautiful morning in D.C. At NCIS, Gibbs was in Jenny's office talking to her, McGee is in Abby's lab doing who knows what, and I was trying to aggravate the hell out of Ziva.
"Have you ever seen The Bourne Trilogy with Matt Damon?" I said i
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"Mmmhhh " The sound of his alarm clock beeping roused Timothy McGee from his sleep, and he groaned tiredly, groping around for the offensive little thing. However, his drowsy brain had trouble coordinating things for him and he didn't find his clock in time for it to auto-snooze, causing him to withdraw his hand under the covers again and sleep on.
When it started blaring again only three seconds later, he sat up, wide awake. That wasn't his alarm clock, it was his cellphone. And that caller ID caused his heart to instantly take on an adrenalin-fed rhythm
"Get your butt over here, McGee, we've got a situation. One hour. *click*" His boss, Jethro Gibbs, was not a man of many words, but the power in the few words he did use was immense. Fifteen minutes later saw an edgy man in his car. He had brushed his teeth in the shower the aftermath of which he'd clean up later, he muse
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"Scuito case" The male receptionist hands the psychiatrist the file. The doctor skims through it, her eyes mechanically hitting key words she's been trained to look for in the file.
"I see. Thank you Jimmy. What room is she in?" Dr. Devin asks.
"Room 3" He states, going back to his paperwork. Dr. Devin turns on her heel but then stops as she hears her receptionist sigh.
"How's Breena doing?" She asks, immediately the receptionist lights up at the mention of his wife.
"She's doing well doctor. 5 months along already, it's a boy this time" The receptionist's smile lights up his face.
"Good, tell her I said hi." And with that Dr. Devin disappears down the hallway and into room 3. She opens the door and closes it curtly behind her. In the room with the doctor is a young woman no more than 27 years of age. She sits on the floor, ignoring the couch and playing with various stuffed toys. "Hi Abby" The doctor sits in the chair. The young w
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T-girl had been feeling off lately. Well, not really off, just very bloated for some reason. Not uncomfortably so…it seems this was a common enough occurrence for her. At least often enough that it did little to faze her.
B-Boy cautiously poked his head in. "Did you manage to deflate yet...?". He saw Tank girl sequestered around the corner.
"Hiding?" he laughed as he entered, prodding her belly. "Have you been playing? Or are you just still bloated from earlier?"
"Yeah, hiding," Tank girl smirked, "I guess I'm still a little bulgy from you earlier"
"Oh...changed to some looser clothing I'd guess?" Biff inquired, "Although the idea of you being inflated in work clothes is somewhat appealing as well."
T-girl laughed, "Well, now I'm in jeans and a T-shirt, though these jeans are a bit tight too thanks to you."
B-Boy looked pensive, reaching into his pocket.
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A Girl with the Inflating Dream
It was a sunny day and I was inside writing my tenth inflation to post on the internet. Once I had finish writing the story, I began to proof read it and when I got to the inflation part I couldn't believe how bad it was. So I ripped it up and threw it into the trash with my other thousand attempts. "I just can't get it." I thought to myself. "I can't make the inflation seem real." I turned and looked at the clock and which read ten o'clock. " Oh well I will do it in the morning, but man I wish I could inflated and then I could really write the feels of being inflated into my stories, but I know that will never happen." Then I fell asleep.
The next morning I awoke and went downstairs to get the newspaper and when I opened to door I discovered a box that was addressed to me. "I don't remember ordering anything?" I said to myself. I picked up the box and brought it inside. Then I ran upstairs to get changed and work on my story.
Hours passed and then sudde
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Also known as "A hole in one: What should have happened"
Warning: The following contains weight gain of a 15 year old girl. If you don't like, then Go-Go-Gadget Troll repellant.
In the current lair of the evil Doctor Claw, which was once again an old donut factory, donuts were quickly being produced by the machines inside, then being put into a box labeled "Mod's donuts". Sure this plan was used before, but that's what made it so ingenious: no one would suspect M.A.D. of using the same plan a second time. Of course, Talon, Doctor Claw's nephew, had to complain about it. "So remind me again uncle Claw, why are we making donuts again? Didn't the whole "sugar crash" the whole city plan fail?" "Yes, it did." said the evil Claw in his usual raspy voice. "Which is why we aren't doing that plan again." Talon then looked at his uncle with a genuinely confused look on his face. "Ok then, now yo
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Hannah sat in the living room on a comfy chair playing Pokemon: Alpha Sapphire on her 3DS to kill time. She is waiting for the plush she had ordered from the internet. It was the Kae doll plush she's been looking forward to have to collect.
Then a knock was heard on the door. She quickly set her 3DS down on the chair and rushed towards the door and opened to see the mailman carrying a package.
"For you, miss," he said and handed her the package. "Thank you and have a good day," he added and returned back to his mail car.
"Thank you, Mr. Mailman!" Hannah smiled and went back inside.
She was so thrilled to see her packaged had just arrived safe and sound today. She had been longing for her item to arrive as soon as possible.
"It came! It finally came!" cried Hannah. "It's this cute little Kae plush doll I had ordered from the internet."
Hannah tore open the package like if she was scratching on a scratching post and saw her plush doll.
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The blue haired man looked at the automatic (in the sense of the thing was mounted on a wheeled tripod and could move around to try and pick up what it thought was the best possible angle for a shot) camera for a moment, made sure that the green on light was blinking and took a moment to straighten his frequently protesting cowlick. Sadly no sooner had he managed to get it into some semblance of order, then a passing gust of wind undid all his work.
Not being overly egotistical the reporter realized that very few people who eventually saw this particular broadcast would be paying any sort of attention to him, so he might as well get on with it. He coughed once to clear his throat, and got down to business. Hello, my name is Fredrick Hennery for Channel 31 News. It is my esteemed pleasure to be bringing you this one of a kind personal interview with renown superheroine Rubber