Aliens Exist
Hello all!
So I have been writing a bunch of X-Files prompts for a while and I have been told i should finally am.
Prompts are courtesy of Carolcuteie unless otherwise stated.
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Story prompt: Mulder is angry so Scully plays one of his favorite songs and he wants to stay grumpy so he doesn't sing along, but he breaks like an adorable idiot.
(The song is 'Aliens Exist by Blink-182, so credit for that goes to him. I listened to it on repeat as I wrote this fic)
Mulder crosses his arms, staring at the ground.
"We had him, Scully..."
Scully rolls her eyes and sighs.
Another case almost solved.
There have been a lot of 'almost's' and 'just missed it's' lately.
This one was really getting to him.
"Mulder, there's nothing we can do now. We may not have proof, but he's dead now."
Mulder rolls his eyes and drops down on her motel room bed.
"Come on, Mulder."
He ignores her, staring up at the ceiling.
Scully rolls her eyes again, sitting down in the desk chair.
She starts writing their report to Skinner, leaving Mulder to sulk for a while.
He'll bounce back in an hour or so, he'll be raving about some other case or conspiracy and forget all about this.
They sit in silence for a while, Scully occasionally glancing back at Mulder.
He is sitting glaring at the ground.
Scully sighs and turns on the radio, trying to break the silence.
Nirvana's 'About A Girl' is finishing on the current station.
She flips through the stations, trying to find something to listen to.
Hey mom, there's something in the backroom...
She smirks, one of Mulder's favorite songs.
...I hope it's not the creatures from above
You used to read me stories
As if my dreams were boring
We all know conspiracies are dumb
She glances back at Mulder, smirking. She can see him trying to ignore it and remain grumpy, though he's not doing a very good job.
What if people knew that these were real.
I'd leave my closet door open all night
I know the CIA would say,
What you hear is all you say
I wish someone would tell me what was right.
Scully stands up, walking over to Mulder. He's started tapping his foot some now.
Up all night long
And there's something very wrong...
She sits down being him, wrapping her arms around him and resting her chin on his shoulder.
She sings the next few lines;
"...And I know it must be late
Been gone since yesterday..."
I'm not like you guys
I'm not like you
He's trying not to smile, but she can see the corners of his lips move upward some.
I am still the skeptic yes you know me
Been best friends and will be till we die
I got an injection
Of fear from the abduction
My best friend thinks I'm just telling lies
He breaks; smiling, he laughs a little.
Alright
He stands up, taking her hand and pulling her up with him.
"Up all night long
And there's something very wrong..."
And I know it must be late
Been gone since yesterday
I'm not like you guys
I'm not like you
He dances goofily around the room with her, smiling.
She holds his hand and goes along with it, giggling.
Dark and scary, ordinary,
Explanation, information,
Nice to know ya, paranoia
Where's my mother, biofather
They stop in the middle of the room, staring at each other and smiling.
Up all night long
And there's something very wrong
And I know it must be late...
Mulder leans toward her, his hand resting at the small of her back.
He slowly presses his lips against her, kissing her.
...Been gone since yesterday
I'm not like you guys
Twelve majestic lies
"I love you."