Hey, this is just a little bit of fluff because I'm in my geography class and very, very, extremely bored XD
Brown. Eyes. Wings. Spawn of Satan.
Scully looked down at the hardwood floor of their house in Virginia, in terror. Her eyes were wide with fear at the site of it, crawling around her, in search for anything edible. The feral beast spread its wings in preparation for flight. When it started to levitate, Scully screamed at the top of her lungs, causing her partner to come bursting through the kitchen door in panic.
"Scully!" Mulder called out.
But before he could register what was going on, she had bolted out of the kitchen and upstairs. Mulder glanced around and spotted the cause of all this drama. He immediately turned away and ran out, closing the door tight behind him, before he leaned on the wall. Little did Scully know, he was also terrified of roaches, having grown up with an irrational fear of them crawling over his body while he sleeps. He shivered at the image, but then composed himself for the important matter at hand; calming the woman in his life, down.
After Scully evacuated the kitchen, she went straight for their bedroom, locking the door and crawling into a fetal position on the bed; knees drawn up into her chest, arms wrapped around herself. She was beginning to rock back and forth when Mulder knocked on the door.
"Scully? Can I come in? Please open the dooin Mulder begged.
"...Is it still out there?" whispered Scully.
"Yes! That's why I want you to let me in!"
After about 10 seconds, the door slowly creaked open until Mulder could just see Scully.
"Scully. Let me in please."
The door opened wide to a nervous Scully. Mulder walked in and shut the door behind him.
A/N: This is honestly just a trial chapter. It was just meant to be a one shot but I couldn't really be bothered to write the rest in case nobody liked it. So, yeah let me know what you think and if I should finish the rest
