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When she got home she went to her mailbox after coming home from work and was very surprised to see a big, mysterious pink envelope in her mailbox.

"What could this be?" she asked herself opening it.

When she opened it, she saw that it was an invitation to the Annual FBI Valentines Day Masquerade Ball where people wore masks so other people wouldn't know who they were and everyone would be in disguise.

"Oh, wow," she said to herself, because there was nobody else there to talk to. "I have to go to the FBI costume party. I wonder if Mulder will go with me?"

So she thought about this as she went inside her house and changed into her favorite fluffy sweater and her super comfy sweatpants. She curled up on her pink and white couch and hugged a pillow tightly to her bosom thinking about Mulder. She wished the pillow was Mulder, but it wasn't, so she sighed and ordered a pizza instead.

After she ate the pizza she went to sleep underneath her warm blanket and hugged Mr. Happy, her favorite teddy bear really tight. She was still thinking about Mulder and the masquerade party that she was supposed to go to and had happy dreams abut them dancing all night, like the prince and the princess in The Little Mermaid and it made her smile, even when she was sleeping.

The next day she went into work again and there was Mulder sitting as his desk and looking very handsome, which he did all the time because he had a puppy dog face and big lips and beautiful hazel eyes. She loved his eyes best of all and she liked his hair too which was fluffy and brown, just like Mr. Happy's.

"I wish he would look at me and like me too sometimes," Scully said to herself, but Mulder didn't hear her because she wasn't saying anything out loud.

"Hi Sculy," said Mulder, looking at her with his glasses on and her heart nearly exploded at the sight of them. He was really, really good looking in his glasses, even better looking then without them.

"Hi, Mulder," Scully sighed. "Did you get the invitation to the maskerade ball? I got mine yesterday. Are you going?"

"No. I'm going to work instead." Said Mulder, pretending not to laugh because he really was going, but he was just going to trick Scully into thinking that he wasn't. Because he had a big surprise for Scully, but he didn't want her to know what that surprise was.

But Scully didn't know that Mulder wasn't not going, so her heart broke into a thousand million billion pieces when she heard he wasn't going. She wanted to cry, but didn't want Mulder to know that she was crying so she said she had to go to the bathroom were she sat in the toilet and cried.

After a while she stopped crying and tried to be brave, because she was an FBI agent and they were supposed to be brave all the time, not only when they were shooting people and chasing mutants. So, she dried her eyes off and went back to the office where Mulder was still smiling underneath his frown.

"Well, I'm going anyway," she said bravely even though inside her the sadness was making her want to puke all over the floor.

"Well, I'm not." He said and they didn't talk for the rest of the day.

So, Scully marched home that night and went into her closet to look for something to wear to the masquerade ball. She wasn't really into it, it wasn't going to be like in her dreams, with her and Mulder dancing together all night long, but she had to go anyway, because she was an FBI agent and all the FBI agents would be going to the ball.

"Except for Mulder," she thought to herself sadly and almost started to cry again.

But when she finally finished getting dressed and she looked in the mirror she started to feel a little better. The dress she was wearing was beautiful beyond everything you've ever seen. It was white satin with a big hoop skirt and lots and lots of pearls all over it. It had things like diamonds sown into it and it sparkled every which way when she moved. She looked exactly like a princess who was going to get married at the end of a cartoon and she couldn't believe it herself when she looked at herself.

Her hair was put up in a ball and little hairs came down all around her face like a frame. It was shining red and it smelled just like Head and Shoulders, her favorite shampoo, which smells really good. It was like red silk and she knew she'd be the prettiest girl at the ball.

"But what difference does that make? Mulder isn't going to be there," she said again to herself, but nobody heard her, because she wasn't talking out loud.

So, she said goodbye to Mr. Happy and went to her car and drove to the ball. When she came in the ballroom with her mask on, all the FBI agents were there and they all turned around to wonder who this beautiful lady was, who looked exactly like a princess from another planet.

With a big sigh, Scully went over to a chair and sat down in it. Pretty soon all the men walked over to her and asked her to dance, because the music was starting to play. She no to each and every one of them, because none of them were Mulder and because she thought that their lady friends were starting to look kinda pissed off at her for being the prettiest girl at the FBI ball.

So Scully sat really sad, listening to the nice music that was playing that was just like the music on her Hanson album at home but it was different. It was a good song but it made her sad at the same time because Mulder wasn't there to listen to it with her.

But, suddenly, everyone tunred around again, and in came a masked man to the room, and Scully couldn't believe it when she saw him, this man that came in with the mask.

He was the handsomest man everyone had ever seen in their lives and he was dressed just like a prince from a country that still had royalty, but from a long time ago, before she was born. All the girls were drooling at the sight of his long, lean swimmers body, his big lips and the beautiful hazel eyes that shone from behind his mask, that was almost as good as a pair of glasses.

With a squeal all the girls at the ball ran up to him, to try to get him to dance with them, but he shoved them all aside, and walked right up to Scully who was just sitting there in the corner, wishing Mulder was there. Scully stared up at him and couldn't believe how handsome he was in his white tights (they were not pantyhose) and his velvet cape.

Why, he could be just like Mulder, with his big lips and beautiful hazal eyes, she thought to herself, but didn't say anything out loud because she was just thinking.

"May I have this dance?" he asked, in a funny accent, that sounded like those people on the shows on the public TV stations, but better because he wasn't old and fat.

Scully didn't know what to say. Should she dance with someone who wasn't Mulder? She thought and thought and thought, and than said to herself, Mulder didn't want to come with me, so why not? Besides, a wire from her hoop skirt was starting to poke her in a bad place, so she had to get up anyway.

"Yes, you may," she answered and they went on the dance floor together and while they danced they both shined like two asteroids that came down from outer space and crashed onto earth and landed right in the middle of the Valentines Day FBI ball. Everyone was jealous of them and hated them for being so good-looking, but neither one of them noticed because they were having so much fun dancing together.

And while they danced, Scully saw Skinner, dressed as general in the army or the navy or something and he saluted them with a twinkle in his eye. He looks like he knows a secret, Scully thought, but she didn't say anything.

Out of the corner of her other eye, she saw Agent Pendrell, dressed in a hamster suit and he was crying really hard for some reason, but she didn't know why. In fact, everyone was staring at them, but all she knew is that while she was dancing with the best looking man at the ball, and she was the prettiest girl at the ball, it still wasn't the same as if Mulder were there and they were dancing together.

"You are the prettiest girl at the ball, my lady," said her dance partner, still using that funny accent, but it made him sound kinda sexy, like a guy from another country that wasn't the one they were in now.

"Thank you," replied Scully, bending down and making a little crusty. And they danced and danced while the music played overhead.

"In an mmmmbop they're gone,

In an mmmboy they don't care,

Until you lose your hair

But you don't care

(Repeat chorus)"

"In fact, since you are the prettiest girl here," said the man as they twirled around and around almost the whole night long. "Will you marry me?"

Scully's eyes almost pooped out of her head and she thought she would fall down right on the floor. "Marry you? I can't marry you. I'm in love with Mulder!"

But suddenly the man pulled his face off! It WAS Mulder who was dancing with her this whole time!

"It is me Scully! It was me all the time who was dancing with you! Are you surprised?" yelled Mulder, his eyes twinkling and looking beautiful and hazel over his plump lips.

And suddenly the whole world became prettier than any movie and Scully started to cry, making her makeup kinda yucky, but she didn't care because she was so happy that the man in the white tights was Mulder.

"Oh, Mulder! I was surprised. Oh, Mulder I love you so much!"

"And I love you too, Scully! But you didn't answer my question yet," he said, his voice turning deep and hussy. She looked up into his endless eyes, to the deep dark spots that were right in the middle of them that seemed to go on and on forever, like right into his brain.

"Will you marry me, Scully?" he got down on one nee and asked, pulling out a box from inside his tights and opening to reveal the biggest diamond in the whole wide world.

"Yes, I will!" she screamed and jumped up and down when he put the ring on her finger. Boy, now all the women at the FBI ball were really jealous, but Scully didn't care because she was going to marry Mulder and they weren't.

"And guess what, Scully?" Mulder whispered in her perfect shell-like ear that was like a little dolls, but better because it was hers, "We can get married right now! I got the priest and everyone here."

"What?" screamed Scully, who was so surprised and happy her head was spinning around like the girl in the movie about the Devil. "Oh, Mulder!"

And so the man who was dressed like a priest, and really was a priest came up and suddenly Scully's mom came out from her hiding place and Skinner walked up and took Scully's mom's hand and suddenly Melissa came out from her hiding place and everyone screamed because they thought she was dead but she wasn't.

And then Queequag came out wearing a bow tie with two wedding rings in his mouth and everyone started to yell because they thought he was dead, but he wasn't and Agent Pendrell kept crying in his hamster suit until Holly came up and kissed him so he felt better that Agent Scully was going to marry someone else and not him.

And Krycek came in but Skinner shot him in the head so he couldn't ruin the weeding and then Scully's Dad was looking down on them from heaven and Scully knew he was there even though he was really dead and not going to come back like Queequag and Melissa did.

And then Scully walked up the aisle, in her beautiful white dress and Mulder started to cry because she was so beautiful and everyone else started to cry to, because they were so perfect together. They exchanged the rings and vowed to be married forever and ever and never get divorced and everyone cheered. Then the party really started and everyone danced happily, forever and ever and ever, just like at the end of Beauty and the Beast, but to different music with real people, not cartoon people.

"I'll love you forever, Scully," said Mulder, adoring her perfect face, even with her drippy makeup.

"And I'll love you too, Mulder," said Scully, loving him so much, even though he ripped his tights when he pulled out her box from them.

And they danced to the music that was playing together forever.

"Look at you, look at you baby

Look at you, look at you baby

Look at you, look at you baby

Ooooh, Wooooha, Wooooha, baby"

(Repeat Course)