Title: Skinner's Corner
Author: Verbena, the pookie-lass, AKA Echoe!
Spoilers: Triangle
Disclaimer: Skinner is not mine, nor is Mulder, Scully, or Kersh. Or anybody! Bleh!
Rating: G

"I don't usually have alot of free time. I'm always at work sorting through papers or yelling at Mulder and Scully for doing something stupid. But when I do have free time, I'm a happy, happy man. My interests include cooking, flower pressing, and ballet. I often find myself prancing around the room in my frilly pink tutu to some nice Beethoven tunes while sugar cookies bake in the oven. Once the cookies are finished and I'm all tuckered out from dancing so much, I like to travel to the park and pick flowers to press. It's all very intriguing to me. Then I like to make myself some nice, hot cocoa and watch Martha Stewart with the lights dimmed. She is a very interesting lady and has taught me alot about arts and crafts. I wish I could marry that woman.

Although Martha isn't the only person I find myself infatuated with. I have a strange attraction to A.D. Kersh. Nice buns. Mulder has nice buns, too, but he and I are buddies. Nothing going on there. And of course, I can't forget about Agent Scully. She's so pretty. I can still remember the time a while back when she kissed me. It completely turned me on. I don't know why she did it. Maybe she's attracted to me too, although I doubt it. One time I saw her kiss Mulder on the cheek. I wasn't spying! It was an unavoidable situation. Really.

Sigh... lately I've become slightly depressed. I've been thinking about my childhood. How everyone used to ridicule me. "Walter is a pansy! Walter is a pansy!" I never understood why they did that. So playing with dolls automatically makes you a pansy? Dolls prove to be great entertainment for both females AND males of all ages! And so trying to kiss another boy on the lips automatically makes you a pansy too? I was young. I was just imitating what my older cousin did to his boyfriend. Children tend to imitate adults, don't they? So what's wrong? I was never a pansy. Never.

Well, I'm so glad that I could finally let this all out. Thank you for listening to me, Psychiatrist Barbie! Another cup of tea, perhaps?"

Skinner nods Psychiatrist Barbie's head for her, then pours some imaginary tea into the toy teacup.

--FIN!--

Ahhh... gotta love that Skinner! What a guy.