Title: The Magical Toy 1/1
Author: MissX
pccom@hotmail.comKeywords: MSR, H, S
Spoilers: None that I know of
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Disclaimer: Not mine. Chris Carter's toys. ;)
Author's notes: I just had to write this silly idea out of my
head before I went completely crazy. :)
Thanks to Bridget who beta read this story and thanks to Dana who
did the same. And now, enjoy the story!
The Magical Toy 1/1
"Scully?" Scully tried to ignore Mulder's voice. "Scully?"
'I don't hear anything. I don't hear anything.'
"Scully?" Mulder started to whine.
'Impossible, I don't even know why I tried.' Scully looked up
from the report she was working on.
"Did you by any chance say something, Mulder?" Mulder grinned at
her.
"And why do you say that so sarcastically, Scully?" Scully threw
him an evil look.
"What did you want, Mulder?" Scully looked down at her report
that had to be done by four p.m. today. " And please say that it
won't take a long time."
"I'm bored, Scully." 'Damn!' Scully sighed and put down her pen
on the desk. 'This is gonna take a long time.' She looked at
Mulder and sighed again. "Okay, so what can I do about that?" 'I
really don't like that twinkle in his eyes.'
"We can play with my brand new magic eight ball." He held up the
black ball that he had been hiding behind his desk. 'Oh, heaven
help me.'
"No, Mulder, that thing is for kids." Mulder pouted at her
reply.
"It's not only for kids, Scully, it is also a source to great
wisdom." He looked at her with his pleading puppy dog eyes.
"Please, Scully, just for a few minutes."
Scully glanced at her half written report once more and then on
the clock. '15.20. Well, Skinner's gonna kill me if I'm late with
the report, but on the other hand, if I don't play with Mulder
his whining are gonna kill me for sure. And Skinner will at
least kill me quickly.'
"Ok, Mulder, I'll play. But just for a few minutes." Mulder
smiled at his victory.
"I knew you couldn't resist my boyish charm."
"Mulder." Her voice was stern.
"Yes, Scully." He smiled sweetly at her across the room.
"Behave or I won't play with you."
"Ah, you're not any fun, Scully."
"At least I agreed to play with you."
"But your heart isn't in it." 'And what exactly do you know about
that, Mulder?' She thought to herself.
"Can we just start this game so we can get it over with."
Mulder got up from his chair and dragged it across the floor so
he was facing her. Scully looked at him suspiciously.
"Well, we can't play if we're not in the same part of the room,
can we?" Scully sighed and gave in.
"Okay, but remember, we're just gonna play for a few minutes."
'Big chance of this being quick. It's Mulder we're talking
about.' But Scully had to admit to herself that she liked this
playful side of Mulder.
"Ladies first." Mulder gave her the black ball.
Scully took it and started to think about a question.
After a few minutes Mulder grew impatient.
"Scully, can you please hurry up?" Scully threw him a look and a
raised eyebrow.
"Sorry, just thought I should ask." Mulder said with an amused
expression. Scully started to shake the ball.
"Is Agent Mulder wearing underwear covered with gray aliens?"
"Scully!" Mulder faked a shocked expression. "You're making me
blush here." Scully turned the ball around.
"Yes, definitely." She read out loud. "Mulder...actually I
could have guessed that." She smiled at him. "Can I see them?"
"Sorry, Scully, it's against the book to show your female partner
your underwear."
"And since when did you follow the book, agent Mulder."
"Since my female partner asked to show her my underwear." Scully
could see by the look in Mulder's eyes that he really enjoyed
this.
"But then you can't prove that the ball is right."
"It is, Scully...how many times do I have to tell you?"
Scully snorted.
"Sure, it is Mulder. Sure it is."
"Well, it's my turn to ask a question now anyway." Mulder took
the ball from her and started to shake it.
"Does agent Scully think that I'm foxy."
"Mulder!" He leered at her.
"Well, I have always wanted to know the answer to that question."
He turned the ball around. "Without a doubt." Scully tried to
stay cool.
"Well, well, Scully, who could have guessed?" Scully actually
felt her ears go pink.
She snatched the ball away from him and started to shake it.
"Does agent Mulder ever fantasize about me?" 'Revenge' She turned
the ball around. "Better not tell you now." 'Fuck' Scully could
see that Mulder was struggling not to laugh.
"I must say that I like this magic eight ball."
"Well, Mulder, I'm glad that you enjoyed the game. Because it's
just a game." ' But a little to close to the truth' Scully
looked at the clock. "Our report's due in 30 minutes. We have
to go back to working now."
"But, Scully, we can't stop now, it was just getting
interesting." Mulder turned on his puppy dog eyes again.
"Mulder, It's just a game." Scully looked at him. "It's a toy.
It even says on the box that it's for entertainment purposes
only." He took the ball from her and looked at it.
"This ball is right, Scully, and I'll prove it to you." He
glanced at her with a strange look across his face. He started
to shake the ball. 'What is he doing?'
"Am I in love with agent Scully?" Scully's heart skipped a beat.
"Mulder..." He held up his hand and she fell silent as he turned
the ball around. He looked down at it and then he gave it to her.
Scully's heart beat faster as she took it from him.
"It is certain." She read out loud. She looked up at him.
"See I told you that it was right." Mulder told her quietly.
Scully just sat there with the ball in her hands. After a few
minutes Mulder started to look very worried. Suddenly Scully
started to shake the ball. Mulder's face changed to a very
puzzled one as he watched her but he didn't say anything.
"Am I going to kiss agent Mulder?" Mulder started to grin at her.
Scully smiled back and then she leaned in and gave him a light
kiss on his lips before looking at the ball's answer.
"Scully..." She silenced him and gave him the ball. Mulder read
the answer.
"My sources say no." Scully looked at Mulder.
"I was right. This ball doesn't predict the future." Mulder
started to chuckle.
"You have to prove me wrong, don't you?"
"Of course, Mulder, that's why I'm here." Mulder leaned in close
to her.
"Well, right now I don't care." And then he kissed her.
And the report was long forgotten.
The End.
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