The timing is perfect. Tony is having his apartment fumigated just as Gibbs decides to visit his dad for the weekend.
“Great! I’ll house sit for you boss!”
So, here he is, in Gibbs’ house, bored out of his mind, because he forgot Gibbs owned a TV that is probably older than the man himself! No DVD player either, so the DVD’s he packed aren’t of any use. He was in such a hurry to leave, he didn’t pack his portable DVD player or laptop... In short, for the rest of the weekend DiNozzo has to find other, more creative ways to entertain himself.
He strays into the basement, looking at all the tools neatly aligned at the wall. He eyes the wood in the corner and snorts,
“Who are you kidding DiNozzo, you’d lose a hand at the very first try.”
He goes back upstairs and finds himself looking at the bookcase in the livingroom. He used to read as a kid. A lot. He was good at it too, very advanced for his age. While fingering the backs of the many books in the bookcase he wonders what happened to make him stop reading. At that point he stops trailing the books, his hand lingering over one particular book.
His favorite book...
His mother’s favorite book...
And that’s it really. When his mom died, so did his passion for reading. Not that he doesn’t like it anymore, but it reminds him of her, of all the books they read before bed and the realization that she would never be able to read with him ever again hurt too much. Tentatively he takes the book out and caresses the cover.
‘Wind in the Willows’
He honestly doesn’t remember much of the story. It has been almost 35 years since he last read it. He walks over to the couch and sits down opening the book and starts to read. After the first few pages he is completely engrossed in the story, remembering why he loved it so much. While reading, he remembers the little discussions he had with his mom about the characters and what lessons could be learned from the adventures of Mole, Toad, Badger and Ratti. His youthful innocent look on things mixed with her experiences in life. The good and the bad. The way they laughed at the silly things that happened to the characters and the way he would snuggle up to her when things became more serious and emotional. He sighs and puts the book down, a tear sliding down his cheek.
D'aww... poor Tony! Yeah, the writers need to delve into this side of Tony's past more. ...Or they can leave it up to us fangirls, that can be fun, too. Hmm..
I love how you do Tony's hair, btw. It's sort of scraggly and flies in different directions, doesn't it? But you make it work. Great job.
He broke my heart when talking about his mom in "Nature of the beast" he was tearing up and the quivering chin. Same in "Boxed in". When they are talking about playing piano and Ziva commenting that his mother most have been good at it. He got this far away look in his eyes and replied very timidly and soft, like he was remembering her. *sobs* No doubt in my mind, that boy loved his mother deeply and I can totally see him having moments like this one.
And the hair, yeah, for some reason, to me, that is a Tony thing. A signature if you will. I love it when it,s all over the place. Michael Weatherly has 2 very distinctive "cowlicks". In the front, his banges so to say, it always sticks up to the right and he always has those subborn hairs that stick up at the crown of his head even when his hair is all gelled up. So I always try to put that in there to make it look more like Tony.
I love how you do Tony's hair, btw. It's sort of scraggly and flies in different directions, doesn't it? But you make it work.
And the hair, yeah, for some reason, to me, that is a Tony thing. A signature if you will. I love it when it,s all over the place. Michael Weatherly has 2 very distinctive "cowlicks". In the front, his banges so to say, it always sticks up to the right and he always has those subborn hairs that stick up at the crown of his head even when his hair is all gelled up. So I always try to put that in there to make it look more like Tony.