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Lunchsalad by Periwinkle (PG-13)
Fandom: NCIS
Pairing: Jimmy Palmer / Michelle Lee Leroy Jethro Gibbs / Donald "Ducky" Mallard Abigail Sciuto / Timothy McGee
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
periwinkle27
Author Website: Periwinkle's fanfiction
Why this must be read:
It's humor. There aren't many Palmer fics around and periwinkle does humor very very well (also, she's a great non-humor writer too!). Her Palmer just sounds like Palmer and her Lee is naughty. Apart from that, this is a great team fic.
Not only is this a borderline crack fic, periwinkle also manages to put a lot of pairings in this work of Art.
Just think of the many things you can do with vegetables.
Think of the many meanings one word can have.
Expect confusion.
Expect brillance.
Don't drink anything while reading this. This fic has a serious spit-take warning.
If you're an avid NCIS fic reader, you will recognize some, if not all, OC's (or Mary Sue's... depends on how you see them) in part 5. *giggles*
McGee headed down towards the lab. Abby had picked up lunch for the two of them and they were going to eat together. When he walked in the lab, he saw Abby sitting at a table with a knife in her hand, her body slumping. He recognized the body language; something was on her mind. As he approached her, she looked up and smiled. “Tim!”
McGee put an arm around her. “Something bothering you?”
Abby took a vicious whack with her knife. “Kind of. I saw Gibbs and Ducky at the restaurant.” Another whack of the knife and something green flew in front of McGee. He jumped. “What the heck was that!”
“It’s just a cucumber peel. I was carving a face into this cucumber while I waited for you. Like a Mr. Cucumber head.”
“I didn’t know the deli sold whole cucumbers,” McGee said, looking at the huge specimen in her hands. She had managed to carve eyes, mouth and two ears into it so far. He had a funny suspicion that it looked like Gibbs but he wasn’t sure if she was that good an artist, at least with vegetables.
“They don’t. I found it in a wastebasket outside of Autopsy. Why would anyone throw away a perfectly good cucumber?”
LunchSalad:
part 1
part 2
part 3
part 4
part 5
Pairing: Jimmy Palmer / Michelle Lee Leroy Jethro Gibbs / Donald "Ducky" Mallard Abigail Sciuto / Timothy McGee
Author on LJ:
periwinkle27Author Website: Periwinkle's fanfiction
Why this must be read:
It's humor. There aren't many Palmer fics around and periwinkle does humor very very well (also, she's a great non-humor writer too!). Her Palmer just sounds like Palmer and her Lee is naughty. Apart from that, this is a great team fic.
Not only is this a borderline crack fic, periwinkle also manages to put a lot of pairings in this work of Art.
Just think of the many things you can do with vegetables.
Think of the many meanings one word can have.
Expect confusion.
Expect brillance.
Don't drink anything while reading this. This fic has a serious spit-take warning.
If you're an avid NCIS fic reader, you will recognize some, if not all, OC's (or Mary Sue's... depends on how you see them) in part 5. *giggles*
McGee headed down towards the lab. Abby had picked up lunch for the two of them and they were going to eat together. When he walked in the lab, he saw Abby sitting at a table with a knife in her hand, her body slumping. He recognized the body language; something was on her mind. As he approached her, she looked up and smiled. “Tim!”
McGee put an arm around her. “Something bothering you?”
Abby took a vicious whack with her knife. “Kind of. I saw Gibbs and Ducky at the restaurant.” Another whack of the knife and something green flew in front of McGee. He jumped. “What the heck was that!”
“It’s just a cucumber peel. I was carving a face into this cucumber while I waited for you. Like a Mr. Cucumber head.”
“I didn’t know the deli sold whole cucumbers,” McGee said, looking at the huge specimen in her hands. She had managed to carve eyes, mouth and two ears into it so far. He had a funny suspicion that it looked like Gibbs but he wasn’t sure if she was that good an artist, at least with vegetables.
“They don’t. I found it in a wastebasket outside of Autopsy. Why would anyone throw away a perfectly good cucumber?”
LunchSalad:
part 1
part 2
part 3
part 4
part 5
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The website you listed is indeed mine, but it's for the zines. My fanfiction is slowly, very slowly, moving to http://www.geocities.com/spwhelchel/periwinklefanfictionhome.html
And, actually, I'm flattered. Thank you for the rec.
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And to the question that I'm nuts... you should know the answer!
*giggles*
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1. You're my friend.
2. We get along.
Yup, you must be nuts.
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