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By Jamie ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Well, Mr. & Mrs. Lauper. Our job here is done," Mulder said as he headed to the front entrance, Scully and Agent Curled close behind.
While Lisa and Jamie were slightly confused, Scully slapped Mulder in the arm and leaned in close to his ear, "Mulder. . .they're mother and *daughter*," she angrily whispered, driving him over the edge.
"Sorry!" he managed to squeak out. "Lisa Lauper, Jamie McWeird. . .we'll be in touch," Mulder winked, now more collected.
"So, can I have some All Bran?!" Fahrt yelled from the kitchen.
"We're leaving, you doof!" hollered Curled from the doorway.
As the three were walking to their vehicles, Jamie put on some disco music and started break dancing. "WHOOOO!!!" she screamed. Lisa escorted Agent Fahrt to the door, desperately trying to divert his attention from her daughter's freakshow.
There was an eerie glow in the morning sky. Suddenly, it got darker and clouds started piling up. A loud crash of thunder startled the whole bunch. Fahrt, whose cheeks were now plump with All Bran, about farted in fear. He ran for his life towards Agent Curled's car and managed to hop in.
"You look like a chipmunk."
"Yeah? Well, you. . .you have curly hair!"
Curled just rolled his eyes.
Cincinnati FBI Headquarters 12:38 PM
::tick tock:: ::tick tock:: The four agents just sat there. . .not knowing what to do next.
"This case is just puzzling me," Curled announced while looking over the paperwork. "We have next to no suspects. . .there wasn't anything unusual about the Lauper/McWeird family, well not murder-wise anyway. . .a-and. And. . .AND. . ."
Just then, he fell onto the floor, having severe convulsions. Fahrt ran over to his partner's side. "Curled?! How will I go on without you? And how am I supposed to continue being the terrific agent I am without my terrific partner?!"
"Back off. . .I'm a *doctor*," Scully said triumphantly. After Scully was done working her magic, Agent Curled stood up. The eyes of the fascinated witnesses were drawn to the smiling Agent Scully. "What can I say? It was only a simple seizure! Anyone could handle it."
"I'm the King of the world!!" Curled proclaimed.
"Curled?" Fahrt raised his brow quizzically. "I thought we decided *I* was the King!!"
Mulder and Scully left the two and decided to get some work done. Walking into the hallway, Scully faced Mulder and waited for the usual.
"This case is different," he began passionately. "We don't have any suspects, but the answer is plainly obvious!"
"Demon-possessed scissors? I don't think so, Mulder. If that were even remotely possible, why wouldn't they have killed more??! Statistics show that objects with their own minds and agendas would go on sprees, not willing to stop. We have only *one* victim. . ."
". . .that we KNOW of," Mulder butted in. "Besides, that's not even what I'm talking about!"
"What other possibilities are there?!"
"Scully?"
"Yeah?" she squeaked.
"You're really turning me on right now."
"You're feeling that too? I thought it was jus-" Mulder silenced her with his mouth abruptly.
As the intensity increased between them, Scully realized where they were doing and hesitantly broke the kiss.
"Mulder," she breathed. "We should really get to the bottom of this case if we want to get back to D.C. before July." She smiled. "I'll always be here."
Mulder's gaze softened. "You're right, Scully. We have all the time in the world!" With no warning, his expression changed from that of love to annoyance. "This case is really aggravating," he whined. "Especially the agents! The sooner we solve it, the better!"
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By Jamie ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Well, Mr. & Mrs. Lauper. Our job here is done," Mulder said as he headed to the front entrance, Scully and Agent Curled close behind.
While Lisa and Jamie were slightly confused, Scully slapped Mulder in the arm and leaned in close to his ear, "Mulder. . .they're mother and *daughter*," she angrily whispered, driving him over the edge.
"Sorry!" he managed to squeak out. "Lisa Lauper, Jamie McWeird. . .we'll be in touch," Mulder winked, now more collected.
"So, can I have some All Bran?!" Fahrt yelled from the kitchen.
"We're leaving, you doof!" hollered Curled from the doorway.
As the three were walking to their vehicles, Jamie put on some disco music and started break dancing. "WHOOOO!!!" she screamed. Lisa escorted Agent Fahrt to the door, desperately trying to divert his attention from her daughter's freakshow.
There was an eerie glow in the morning sky. Suddenly, it got darker and clouds started piling up. A loud crash of thunder startled the whole bunch. Fahrt, whose cheeks were now plump with All Bran, about farted in fear. He ran for his life towards Agent Curled's car and managed to hop in.
"You look like a chipmunk."
"Yeah? Well, you. . .you have curly hair!"
Curled just rolled his eyes.
Cincinnati FBI Headquarters 12:38 PM
::tick tock:: ::tick tock:: The four agents just sat there. . .not knowing what to do next.
"This case is just puzzling me," Curled announced while looking over the paperwork. "We have next to no suspects. . .there wasn't anything unusual about the Lauper/McWeird family, well not murder-wise anyway. . .a-and. And. . .AND. . ."
Just then, he fell onto the floor, having severe convulsions. Fahrt ran over to his partner's side. "Curled?! How will I go on without you? And how am I supposed to continue being the terrific agent I am without my terrific partner?!"
"Back off. . .I'm a *doctor*," Scully said triumphantly. After Scully was done working her magic, Agent Curled stood up. The eyes of the fascinated witnesses were drawn to the smiling Agent Scully. "What can I say? It was only a simple seizure! Anyone could handle it."
"I'm the King of the world!!" Curled proclaimed.
"Curled?" Fahrt raised his brow quizzically. "I thought we decided *I* was the King!!"
Mulder and Scully left the two and decided to get some work done. Walking into the hallway, Scully faced Mulder and waited for the usual.
"This case is different," he began passionately. "We don't have any suspects, but the answer is plainly obvious!"
"Demon-possessed scissors? I don't think so, Mulder. If that were even remotely possible, why wouldn't they have killed more??! Statistics show that objects with their own minds and agendas would go on sprees, not willing to stop. We have only *one* victim. . ."
". . .that we KNOW of," Mulder butted in. "Besides, that's not even what I'm talking about!"
"What other possibilities are there?!"
"Scully?"
"Yeah?" she squeaked.
"You're really turning me on right now."
"You're feeling that too? I thought it was jus-" Mulder silenced her with his mouth abruptly.
As the intensity increased between them, Scully realized where they were doing and hesitantly broke the kiss.
"Mulder," she breathed. "We should really get to the bottom of this case if we want to get back to D.C. before July." She smiled. "I'll always be here."
Mulder's gaze softened. "You're right, Scully. We have all the time in the world!" With no warning, his expression changed from that of love to annoyance. "This case is really aggravating," he whined. "Especially the agents! The sooner we solve it, the better!"
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