Why Katy Loves Skinner
Disclaimer: X-Files is not mine. Never was, never will be.
Thanks: To my friend Katy for allowing me to stick her in my stories. Also to my Beta reader Erin Cale.
Notes: This is a sequel to "A Conversation Between Scully, Doggit, and Katy Henslowe" and "At The Park". If you haven't read those two, you'll be very confused.
Katy Henslowe for once was not among the people of the FBI, that she had latched onto, mostly against their will. She was sitting in a plush hotel room with two of her oldest friends, Rebecca Brightman and Shannon Rose Tinka. Shannon was a slightly overweight blond with stunning blue eyes, and Rebecca was all red hair and attitude. Katy took out a picture of her dearly beloved Walter Skinner, showing it to her friends.
"Him?" Rebecca's voice was incredulous, "He's your hunky pink Speedo man?"
"He's bald..." Shannon commented.
"Isn't he a bit old for you?" Rebecca asked.
"He's better than what you two have!" Katy said with an air of superiority, "I had several suitors, and I picked him." Rebecca and Shannon exchanged glances.
"Let me guess, he fed you." Rebecca said, laughing. Katy's face settled into a childish pout.
"So?" She whined, causing Rebecca to laugh even harder.
"I knew it!" The red head announced. Shannon began to laugh as well.
"But that's not it!" Katy exclaimed, "He's... he lives a very adventurous life. He is in charge of the X-files!" Shannon seemed to become somewhat interested.
"And the X-files is?" She asked.
"Aliens."
"Cool!" Said Shannon and Rebecca in unison.
"Like on Farscape?" Shannon asked. Katy smiled speaking in her "Scorpius" voice.
"But of course!"
"Frell you Scorpius!" Exclaimed Shannon and Rebecca throwing pillows at their friend, who began to laugh like a dieing puppy.
"And there's also," Katy paused dramatically, "the pink Speedo."
Disclaimer: X-Files is not mine. Never was, never will be.
Thanks: To my friend Katy for allowing me to stick her in my stories. Also to my Beta reader Erin Cale.
Notes: This is a sequel to "A Conversation Between Scully, Doggit, and Katy Henslowe" and "At The Park". If you haven't read those two, you'll be very confused.
Katy Henslowe for once was not among the people of the FBI, that she had latched onto, mostly against their will. She was sitting in a plush hotel room with two of her oldest friends, Rebecca Brightman and Shannon Rose Tinka. Shannon was a slightly overweight blond with stunning blue eyes, and Rebecca was all red hair and attitude. Katy took out a picture of her dearly beloved Walter Skinner, showing it to her friends.
"Him?" Rebecca's voice was incredulous, "He's your hunky pink Speedo man?"
"He's bald..." Shannon commented.
"Isn't he a bit old for you?" Rebecca asked.
"He's better than what you two have!" Katy said with an air of superiority, "I had several suitors, and I picked him." Rebecca and Shannon exchanged glances.
"Let me guess, he fed you." Rebecca said, laughing. Katy's face settled into a childish pout.
"So?" She whined, causing Rebecca to laugh even harder.
"I knew it!" The red head announced. Shannon began to laugh as well.
"But that's not it!" Katy exclaimed, "He's... he lives a very adventurous life. He is in charge of the X-files!" Shannon seemed to become somewhat interested.
"And the X-files is?" She asked.
"Aliens."
"Cool!" Said Shannon and Rebecca in unison.
"Like on Farscape?" Shannon asked. Katy smiled speaking in her "Scorpius" voice.
"But of course!"
"Frell you Scorpius!" Exclaimed Shannon and Rebecca throwing pillows at their friend, who began to laugh like a dieing puppy.
"And there's also," Katy paused dramatically, "the pink Speedo."
