Devils Kiss Chapter 2: Pranks

Well, I decided for a bit of fluff and fun for this chapter. :)


Monica woke up and the ground seemed softer and warmer then she remembered. She opened her eyes to find a tanned and toned chest under her hand and head. Monica bolted up, and John's arm fell away from her back, Monica looked around them, and it appeared that in the middle of the night she had rolled over to John's side of the tent and cuddled up to him.

Oh my god... I was cuddling John in my sleep! Monica groaned aloud, and John woke up to see Monica just in his view.

"Hey, morning Monica," He said, he had woken up a few hours ago to Monica cuddling into him, her head had originally rested on his back but as he rolled over to speak to her he had found her still asleep and she settled on his chest. So he'd wrapped an arm around her and had fallen back to sleep as well. He thought better then to tell her what had happened.

"Morning John, sleep well?" She asked innocently.

Oh yeah... really well although it got a bit harder once I knew that you were sleeping half on top of me... He thought and wondered what she would say if he said that to her, "Oh yeah, fine... you?"

"Like a baby," Monica smiled.

"You know, I never did understand that metaphor, because babies don't sleep through the night."

"Yeah, I suppose you would know, I obviously haven't had any children, and I was an only child, so I wouldn't really know," Monica said. Stupid! That was so stupid! Why, why did you have to bring up Luke! Why? Monica mentally yelled at herself yet again. Arh, I have got to stop arguing with myself or I am going to think that I'm insane!

"Um, breakfast?" John suggested.

"While you're shirtless?" Monica said, raising an eyebrow.

"Of course," John joked and then picked up a shirt from his bag and quickly pulled it on, and then pulled out another pair of jeans.

"Hey John, have been going through my bag?" Monica asked suddenly.

"No, why?"

"Cos this is not mine," Monica said, holding up a bra.

John smirked and then looked confused, "Monica... what do you mean that's not yours?"

"Just that, this is not my bra, this is too small for me,"

John couldn't believe he was having this conversation, and it took a lot of effort not to burst into laughter, "How can it not be? It's your bag, your stuff,"

"Take a look at it John; do you think that is going to fit me?" Monica asked,

"Mon, are you asking me to compare-"

"This is more likely to fit Scully!" Monica said, raising her voice a bit and John just shrugged his shoulders.

"I dunno what you want me to say!" John said, trying his hardest not to laugh.

Meanwhile in Scully and Mulder's tent, a similar conversation was going on.

"Mulder... have you been going through my things lately?" Scully asked, rifling through her bag.

"No... why would I go through your stuff?" Mulder asked.

"I don't know... but this is not mine," She said, standing up and holding up the bra in front of him.

Mulder raised his eyebrow at her, "And you think that I have something to do with this, why?"

"Well, I didn't put that there... and it's not mine..."

"Well it's not mine either," Mulder said as an attempted at humour, but Scully didn't laugh or even smile.

"This is not my bra, this bra is not my size, you should know that," Scully teased, and Mulders eyes widened a little.

"Scully, I don't pay attention to your bra size!" Mulder lied and Scully raised her eyebrow at him, her look clearly told him that she didn't believe him.

"Oh really, after all this time... you know everything about me, and you don't know my bra size?"

"No, that would be kinda creepy if I did wouldn't it?" Mulder lied again.

"Not really... but this is still not my bra, this is too big for me, and there's only one other female in this camp and it's more likely to fit her..." Scully looked down and dots connected in her brain, and she looked back up at him shocked, "Mulder..." She said her voice low and dark, "Have you been fooling around with Monica?"

That was the only explanation that she could come up with for why a bra that wasn't hers would be in their tent. But it hurt her to think that either of them would do that to her, that Mulder would betray her so completely like that, or that Monica would do that knowing what she and Mulder share.

Mulders' eyes went ever wider than Scully's with shock, "WHAT? NO! I-"Mulder yelled and then calmed down, "I would never betray you like that, you know that," He said, remembering her worst fear was that he would betray her.

Scully slowly stalked towards him and Mulder backed out of the tent, and found Monica standing very closely in front of John and yelling at him.

"Then where did this come from?" Scully's face darkened and she felt so hurt at even the possibilities.

"John what did you do? This is not mine and there aren't exactly many other women around here that it could belong to!" Monica yelled and it caught Scully's attention.

The two women spotted each other, and figured out what had happened... they'd swapped their bras over. Monica and Scully looked back and the men in front of them, pissed as hell, and then stalked over to each other, taking back what was theirs and then storming back into their tents, the zippers on the tents zipping harshly, and then Mulder and John burst out into laughter.

"It's not funny!" Both women yelled at the same time, but that just made them laugh even more.

Mulder walked over to John, "Damn that was funny! How in the hell did you come up with that?" John asked.

"Ah well... the things one comes up with at three in the morning," Mulder said.

"That was funny, Monica started on a rant about how it wasn't her size and then she thought that Scully and I had been fooling around..."

"Yeah, Scully thought something similar; she thought I had been fooling around with Monica in our tent... As if we'd have found the time, and that would be pretty hard to pull off without someone noticing either the noise or that half of us were missing," Mulder said, still grinning from ear to ear.

Mulder and John were so busy talking that they didn't notice when Monica and Scully came out of their tents and snuck around to the back of the food tent to talk.

"How the hell did they come up with that?" Monica asked, astounded that they not only came up with the idea, but actually followed through.

"More importantly who came up with it?" Scully said and Monica shrugged.

"I don't know, but I do know that I am getting them back for that," Monica said and both women were still fuming slightly.

"Oh most definitely... and I think I have an idea..." Scully said, trailing off and smiled cheekily and then whispered in Monica's ear, and a smile slowly crept up on her face.

"I like it, it's perfect, but I want to do something more..." Monica said and then whispered in Scully's ear and Scully also smiled.

"Let's do it," Scully said and the two women headed off into the jungle to find the river which lead to the water fall.

After about ten minutes of walking, Monica handed Scully the gun that she had previously had in the belt loop of her jeans, and they filled the water guns up, and then heard Mulder and John calling out to them.

"Gee they take their time realising that we aren't there don't they," Monica joked, and Scully smiled.

"Let's wait, I know Mulder wants to go swimming today, so let's wait for a bit," Scully said,

"Okay," Monica agreed and then they walked back to camp, going back to pretending to be angry at them.

"MONICA! DANA!" Mulder and John called. They appeared out from behind the food tent and John spotted them.

"Mulder!" John called and walked towards Monica and Scully who were standing cross armed, the water guns hidden under the back of their shirts and attached to through their belt loops on their jeans.

"Monica, Dana, where did you guys go? We got worried, we couldn't find you..." John said, giving Monica a hug, and Mulder came up beside him and hugged Scully.

"Dana, you gave me a scare, don't do that, you had us worried," He scolded, and Monica and Scully pulled away.

Mulder and John looked them weirdly and then at each other nervously, "Umm... breakfast?" John suggested and Monica and Scully turned around and headed into the food tent. But they zipped it up after them, and shut the two men out. Monica and Scully looked at each other, trying not to laugh.

They made themselves some cereal and then exited the tent and sat down together on one of the fallen tree trunks, eating in silence to keeping up the pretence that they were still angry.

Mulder and John didn't know what to do, they'd thought it was pretty funny, but obviously the women didn't think so.

"Well, that backfired," Mulder commented.

"Yeah, but what do we do now?"

"I don't know."

"It was your idea!"

"And you agreed to it- what do you think we should do?"

"Apologise?" John guessed.

"Do they want us to apologise?"

"I don't know!" John said.

"Well, I guess we did invade their privacy by going through their stuff and I suppose this is personal to them..."Mulder suggested.

"I don't think that Scully minds so much that you went through her stuff, you've probably seen it already-"

"I'm neither confirming nor denying that, but that's a pretty big assumption," Mulder cut in.

"Well it seems a fair assumption, knowing that the two of you are getting married," John said.

"True, continue."

"I think that Monica is mad at me for going through her stuff... and I think they are both mad that we swapped their bras over..."John said.

"Why would Monica be mad at you? Aren't you two together?"

John look at him confused, "No, why would you think that?" John asked.

Mulder looked back him confused as well "Cos last night Monica said that you two were sleeping together,"

John looked even more confused, "What?"

"Yeah, you told Monica to take her jeans off and then a little bit later she said 'I'm sleeping with you'. We heard you last night and figured that you were together and there seemed to be a lot of movement coming from your tent and Monica moaned a few times..." Mulder trailed off.

"Mon and I aren't together,"

"Mon? Wow, you got it bad," Mulder said and quickly poured himself some rice bubbles and milk and then exited the tent, while John watched him, speechless.

When Mulder was gone John snapped out of his trance and made himself some breakfast and then joined the others around the fire pit. John noticed that Monica and Scully were seated separate from Mulder and so sat with him. The group ate in silence, occasionally locking eyes and then looking away again.

Monica and Scully finished together and got up to clean their dishes in a bucket of soapy water.

"Oh my god, who knew it would be so hard to sit still and be quiet!" Monica whispered.

"I know! It was so hard to sit there and not saying anything-or break out into laughter!" Scully whispered back, putting her dishes into the warm water and washing them with the little scrubbing brush as she talked.

"How long do you think we have till they are finished and come to clean their dishes?" Monica asked.

"Not long," Scully answered, "Your dishes?"

"Oh, thank you," Monica said, handing Scully her bowl and spoon, and then took Scully's wet dishes from her and dried them for her.

"We should hear them approaching soon," Scully said, handing Monica the remaining cutlery.

Monica quickly dried the last spoon and put it down on the little table as they heard Mulder and John approaching. Monica and Scully looked at each and smiled, pulling the water guns from behind their backs and readying themselves for when they came around the corner.

The unsuspecting duo walked around the corner to be faced with two women as they open fired, squirting them with water and laughing triumphantly when the men jumped at the cold water so suddenly being shot at them in cold streams.

Mulder and John instinctively covered their eyes from the water and then ran back around the corner. They looked at them selves and then each other.

"Oh very funny," John muttered as they both realised that the water attack was centrally located and very well aimed at their pants.

No sooner than the two had a moment to realise what was happening did Monica and Scully round the corner with larger water weapons and start spraying them all over with the cold water. Mulder and John ran around the other side of the tent and found the smaller guns that the women had used previously and picked them up before running off into to bush and loosing Monica and Scully. They made it back around to the food tent and dropped their dishes into the wash basin and then taking off to the creek and quickly filling up the smaller water pistols and then racing back to camp, sneaking up on the red head and brunette, taking them by surprise and squirting streams of water at their backs.

Girly squeals ran out as they jumped in fright and turned around, and it was on- water fight!


Well, a bit of fluff before all the serious stuff happens.