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Chapter 2
That night, the girls got ready for bed. Scully slipped into her red silk pajamas, brushed her teeth, then sat on her bed, reading a book. Monica was in a simple black tank top and black hip-hugger sweatpants. She sat on her bed, next to Scully's, listening to music on her headphones.
Leyla soon exited the bathroom in red plaid pants and a white shirt with the words 'I (heart) Agent Mulder' on it. Scully sat up.
"Where did you get that shirt?" she asked. Leyla smiled, "I made it," she replied, "Would you like one?"
"No." Scully lied, and looked back down at her book. Monica took her headphones off, and got up, "I'm gonna go watch some TV with the guys." She said, and ran out the door. Leyla plopped down on Monica's bed and began to stare at Scully. Feeling uneasy, Scully looked up, "What are you doing?" she asked.
"Just admiring your beautiful hair." Leyla complimented, tilting her head to the side.
"Oh, well uh, thank you Leyla. You're hair's really pretty too."
"You really think so?" Leyla took a strand of her own hair and looked at it, "I always thought it was quite…" She looked for the right word, "Normal."
"Well, it's very pretty in its own way." Scully laughed uncomfortably. "It's a very nice color."
"Thank you." Leyla said, smiling bigger now.
"You're welcome." She once again, turned to her book, but soon felt Leyla's stare again.
"Whatcha reading?" Leyla asked.
"It's kind of complicated," answered Scully, she just wanted to read!
"Oh ok…" Leyla trailed off, "Wanna talk about boys!"
This caught Scully off-guard. "What?"
"Well I just thought that it would be kind of fun." She shrugged. Just then, Monica burst through the door, "Hey guys." She said, "I was just wondering if you'd like to see Mulder kill Krycek?"
"WHAT? What happened!" Asked Leyla franticly.
"Come and see for yourself." The girls got up and ran downstairs, and into the living room. Mulder had Krycek in a headlock. "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" Krycek gagged.
"Mulder!" Scully yelled, running over to them, "What is going on!"
"He ate the last grasshopper cookie!" shouted Mulder, punching Krycek.
"Mulder! John, help me!" John helped her pull Mulder away from his victim. Mulder tried to get back to Krycek, but Johns grasp was too tight.
"You are fighting over a cookie! A grasshopper cookie?" asked Scully in disbelief, her partner nodded. "Krycek, did you eat the last cookie?" she asked in a calm voice.
"I didn't! I'm allergic to chocolate!" he answered, getting off the floor.
"You didn't eat it?" Mulder asked, now beginning to feel bad. Krycek shook his head.
"Well then who did?" Everyone's eyes fell on Fido, who looked like he was going to be sick.
"YOU'RE STUPID DOG ATE IT!" Yelled Mulder, then jumped back onto Krycek. He stopped hitting him after about two punches. He got up, "This is stupid." He said, "I'm going to bed."
"Me too," said John and Krycek in unison.
"BUT," Mulder began, "In the morning, Krycek, you are going to pay! And so is your dog!" He ran upstairs.
"Okay….well I'm going to bed as well, goodnight guys." Monica said, and her room mates followed her upstairs.
Later that night...
Scully checked the clock, it was 2:20 AM. She couldn't get to sleep. She couldn't understand why Mulder got the waterbed. She got up and walked into the guys' room.
"Mulder." She whispered, and he grunted. "Can I sleep in here?"
"Yes." He mumbled and she curled up next to him. About 5 minutes later she was awakened by Gibson who also asked if he could sleep in there. She said yes and he crawled in between them, which kind of ticked Scully off.
Gibson snored. So by 2:40 both Mulder and Scully were awake.
"Shut up Gibson!" Yelled Krycek who was also awake. He got up and jumped onto the water bed, making it jiggle like a giant bowl of Jello.
"Krycek what are you doing?" Mulder asked.
"If the kid gets to sleep on the water bed, so do I!"
So by the time it was 3:00 everyone in the house was on the waterbed piled on top of one another.
"Ouch! That's my face!" yelled Leyla.
"Stop sitting on me!" Yelled Monica. Then it was silent. 10 minutes later Doggett yelled "Gibson! I thought you didn't wet the bed anymore!"
"I don't!"
"Well then it must be Krycek!" yelled Mulder.
"Ew! I'm all wet now!" complained Scully.
"Gibson! Go turn on the light!" demanded Mulder.
"I can't!" he squealed, "All the fat people are on top of me!"
"Move fat people!" Mulder demanded again, and Gibson got up. He walked over to the light and turned it on. Everyone rolled off the bed except Mulder. All the sheets were wet. All of the sudden the bed sprung a leak! Mulder covered it with his finger and another one popped up. He covered that one with his other hand. One sprung up under his face. He began to drink it.
"Help!" Mulder yelled, "We have to save it!" Everyone just shook their heads and dried off with towels, watching in amusement.
After all was said and done Mulder was covered in water, and the bed was flat. All was quiet. Somewhere in the distance a dog barked...