Fiction: Junque
TITLE: Junque
AUTHOR: Willow
PAIRING: Leroy Jethro Gibbs/Donald "Ducky" Mallard (well, sort of!)
GENRE: AU? Humor? Crack?
SUMMARY: He may be a bastard, but he loves it!
RATING: PG-13
WORD COUNT: 198 words
DISCLAIMER: Don't own them.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Can easily be used as yet again for challenge 26, "Change". Oh yes, I've ordened my NCIS fics (or actually... not really) and found out I don't have a fic starting with a "J" yet, but now I do:D *beams*
He likes it when Ducky strokes him in places where he didn't know he could respond to.
Or scratch at places he can't reach himself.
He likes Ducky's cooking.
He loves Ducky's voice, it's caring, loving and tender, stern at times but then again, he must have deserved it when Ducky is strict with him. He, Jethro, still has a lot to learn despite his age.
He likes playing around with the Corgi's of Ducky's mom. They're all nice, although Contessa likes to play rough and the other one bites but he just ignores him, as he's not relevant.
He likes Ducky's backyard. Lots of space, lots of room to do absolutely nothing and hunt for rats. Ducky's mother hates rats. Jethro brought one in the other day and Ducky's mother screamed. He tried to calm her down, but the nurse had to give her a sedative.
But most of all, he likes Ducky's bed. Warm, soft, comfortable and lots of room to lay down. He often found himself sinking away in the mattrass, or the pillows for that matter, and Ducky is always there to rescue him.
Jethro knows he's a Bastard. But he loves being one.
Additional Author's note: Here in Holland we call animals with not a real specific breed a Bastard. Don't know how you call it overseas...