Title: The Stylings of the Spontaneous Stories of Cindy and Sandy

Authors: Cindy and Sandy

Rating: Now changed to PG...for Pondering Gnomes/Parental Gadgets!

Chapter 7 – Title one: Obnoxious Wars. Title two: Skewed points of view.

After our last chapter it seems our heroes are quite in a pickle. Will Scully ever get rid of those singing voices? Will Mulder ever stop being those singing voices? We think not. But go on, we must, with this tragic story of two star-crossed partners and one dark lonely girl, who was not dark and lonely until they came along. They have now taken Loralia's grandfather into custody for raping his children and grandchildren. They have also now determined that he is indeed real. What a surprise.

Cindy: I never saw it coming, did you, Sandy?

::Sandy looks around confused::

Sandy: Well, yeah, we did write it.

Cindy: Actually, I wrote it! You had nothing to do with it!

Sandy: WHAT!? LIAR LIARSON!!!

Cindy: OH QUIT IT WITH ALL THE CLASSIC ONE-LINERS!

Sandy: You'd like that wouldn't you? THEN THE STORY WOULD BE FULL OF CHAOS! PURE CHAOS, I TELL YOU!

Cindy: As if it already isn't.

Sandy: From now on we'll write separate parts of the chapter! You write the first half! I'll write the second half!

Cindy: FINE!!!!!!!!!!! Here goes:

Later Mulder is found in his seatbelt bed, but not strapped down because somebody neglected to do their job.

::Mulder finds random pointy objects to jab into himself whilst singing "TACO TACO TACO"::

::The nurse enters, stares at him, then screams and faints::

::Scully enters:: Not again! He does this in the office all the time! HEY YOU STUPID DUMB UGLY! YOU'RE GOING TO GET THAT STUCK IN YOUR FEEDING PIPE!

::Mulder pauses what he's doing and glances at her:: Why hello, sir! ::he shoves a scalpel down his throat and starts to choke.

Scully: Great! Now you're going to have to have surgery...I'm not doin' it!

Mulder: I don't want surgery!

Scully: Then leave it in there!

Mulder: Ok!

::He runs in circles with a scalpel in his throat...then he trips, falls to the ground, and the intruding scalpel flies out of his mouth and hits Scully in her leg::

Scully: Now that was just stupid! What'd you do that for? You should've just left it in your throat!

Mulder: Aww...I miss it already!

Scully: Well, that's too bad...I have AIDs and now you're going to get it! ::She removes it from her leg and shoves it bad down his throat::

Mulder: YEAH! IT'S BACK! I missed you so much! I like to pretend I'm dying!

Scully: Oh, but you really are!

Mulder: Really? Thank you for supporting me Scully!

::Sandy enters::

Sandy: Now it's my turn! Move away from the computer! You made the story bad...

::Scully sits up in the hospital chair and shudders at the horrible nightmare she just had::

Scully: Oh god...at least there was no singing and dancing!

::Mulder sits up from his corner of his padded room and starts to sing and dance::

Scully: How does he always know? It's like he has...'torture Scully' radar!

::She runs out of the hospital angrily and runs to her car to find Mulder sitting in the passenger seat::

Mulder: Hi!

Scully: What? How'd you get in here? You were just inside like...three seconds ago! Literally! And you're not in your hospital gown! WHY AND HOW DID YOU ESCAPE FROM THE MENTAL HOSPITAL??!?!

Mulder: Well, I don't remember doing it. And I don't remember WHY I did it...but I'm sure it was a really good idea at the time.

Scully: Well, I guess you look better now, so I'm sure it was OK.

Mulder: Yeah, I was faking it. It was pretty fun too. ::He glances around suspiciously:: And besides, I got to see Mr. Snuggle's boobs.

::They drive away, off to finish the rest of the investigation::

::Loralia appears in Mulder's cell::

Loralia: Where did he go? Why am I still here? Oh yeah, because they locked up my GRANDPA! I suddenly feel dark and alone!

::The nurse enters::

Nurse: Mulder, how'd you make yourself look like a woman?

Loralia: What? I'm not Mulder...

Nurse: Yeah, that's what you want me to think! I fell for it before, I'm not falling for it again!

Loralia: No seriously! I'm not Mulder! Now if you just move aside and let me through!

Nurse: MULDER! PLEASE CALM DOWN! I DON'T WANT TO RESTRAIN YOU!

Loralia: I can't believe this! If you don't believe me...::she starts to lift her shirt up::

Nurse: NO! DOCTOR! HE'S DOING IT AGAIN!

::The doctor runs in with a syringe of clear liquid::

Doctor: Mulder, I will give you one warning!

Loralia: I'M NOT MULDER!

::The doctor lunges at her and injects the tranquilizer in her buttocks::

Cindy: Wow...that story just...sucked.

Sandy: I agree.

Cindy: Let's not fight anymore.

Sandy: Good idea...and how about we write a chapter 5!

Title: The Stylings of the Spontaneous Stories of Cindy and Sandy Authors: Cindy and Sandy Rating: Now changed to PG...for Prodding Gestapo! Chapter 5 – From deep in the vault of Cindy and Sandy

::The two guys in white coats throw Mulder into his cell:: ::The Nurse enters:: Nurse: Why hello, Mr. Mulder! Mulder: I'm not Mulder.

Nurse: You're not?

Mulder: No...I'm not.

Nurse: Well then, you shouldn't be in here!

::Mulder runs out of the room and down the hall...then stops, turns to his left, and spots a cuddly teddy bear.::

Mulder: I shall call you Mr. Snuggles!

::He grabs Mr. Snuggles and returns to his cell::