Chapter 2: The Undercover Agents
Agent Fox Mulder sat at his cluttered desk, hoping to find a lead into the case he had been investigating for the past three months. This particular one involved magic. The sort of stuff you might see in a fantasy novel. There were witches, wizards, and all sorts of other magical creatures. He came upon this case while in England, when he spotted a flying car (hint, hint). He sighed, picked up a piece of paper, and threw it to the ground. There was almost nothing to go on with this one, and he was beginning to feel somewhat depressed.
Suddenly in came agent Dana Scully. She slowly came up to him, and in a bored, yet serious tone said, "We're going undercover."
"Pardon me?" Mulder said, while aiming a pencil at the ceiling.
"Undercover. It seems that back in jolly old England, somebody's squealed, and we've got a way into this case," Scully explained in her usual droning tone.
"Uh huh. How are you sure we can trust this person?" Mulder asked.
"We don't, but it seems like our best shot," Scully remarked.
"Okay, bring him in," Mulder instructed.
Scully opened the door, revealing a pudgy boy of about sixteen. "This is Dudley Dursley." The boy looked up at her, in sort of awe.
"Are you single?" he asked in a high-pitched voice.
"Well, as a matter of fact . . ." Scully began.
"She isn't," Mulder finished, motioning for the kid to sit down. "Tell me a bit about what you know."
Dudley told Mulder and Scully the fascinating story of Harry Potter. It took him about six hours to actually finish, and by that time, Mulder was masturbating, and Scully had smoked three whole joints of marijuana.
"I like that story," Scully said in a very calm voice.
"Oh, yes!" Mulder exclaimed, sexually.
But Dudley was much too afraid to say anything more, for his lips were swollen from talking for six straight hours, and he was quite hungry. So the boy left the two agents in the basement office, not knowing whether to report them to their fellow FBI or to just forget the whole goddamn experience entirely.
Only days later, Fox and Dana had began to analyze what Dudley had told them of the 'magical world'. They decided that there was only one way to get there: platform nine and three-quarters. That's right, everybody! Mulder and Scully were going to England!
End of Chapter 2
=== Look forward (in future chapters) to Scully getting squashed!! ===
Agent Fox Mulder sat at his cluttered desk, hoping to find a lead into the case he had been investigating for the past three months. This particular one involved magic. The sort of stuff you might see in a fantasy novel. There were witches, wizards, and all sorts of other magical creatures. He came upon this case while in England, when he spotted a flying car (hint, hint). He sighed, picked up a piece of paper, and threw it to the ground. There was almost nothing to go on with this one, and he was beginning to feel somewhat depressed.
Suddenly in came agent Dana Scully. She slowly came up to him, and in a bored, yet serious tone said, "We're going undercover."
"Pardon me?" Mulder said, while aiming a pencil at the ceiling.
"Undercover. It seems that back in jolly old England, somebody's squealed, and we've got a way into this case," Scully explained in her usual droning tone.
"Uh huh. How are you sure we can trust this person?" Mulder asked.
"We don't, but it seems like our best shot," Scully remarked.
"Okay, bring him in," Mulder instructed.
Scully opened the door, revealing a pudgy boy of about sixteen. "This is Dudley Dursley." The boy looked up at her, in sort of awe.
"Are you single?" he asked in a high-pitched voice.
"Well, as a matter of fact . . ." Scully began.
"She isn't," Mulder finished, motioning for the kid to sit down. "Tell me a bit about what you know."
Dudley told Mulder and Scully the fascinating story of Harry Potter. It took him about six hours to actually finish, and by that time, Mulder was masturbating, and Scully had smoked three whole joints of marijuana.
"I like that story," Scully said in a very calm voice.
"Oh, yes!" Mulder exclaimed, sexually.
But Dudley was much too afraid to say anything more, for his lips were swollen from talking for six straight hours, and he was quite hungry. So the boy left the two agents in the basement office, not knowing whether to report them to their fellow FBI or to just forget the whole goddamn experience entirely.
Only days later, Fox and Dana had began to analyze what Dudley had told them of the 'magical world'. They decided that there was only one way to get there: platform nine and three-quarters. That's right, everybody! Mulder and Scully were going to England!
End of Chapter 2
=== Look forward (in future chapters) to Scully getting squashed!! ===