Title: Just another Average Day

Author: Shadow's Echo (also known as Cindy from CindyandSandy)

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I don't own the X-files or anything. I do own any character's not on the X-files and the plot, so if you want to use any of that, you better be askin' first.

Chapter 2 – Average Day No. 1 ½

"Mulder! What is the weirdest part! Stop looking at the giant squirrels in spandex!" Scully screamed at Mulder for the third time. He had virtually stopped mid-explanation to look at his e-mail.

"Oh! Sorry. It's just so…alluring. I mean, look at them. Squirrels. In Spandex. And better yet, they are GIANT!" He held out his hands as though he was measuring a giant squirrel. She pulled his hands down.

"Mulder. The case. The case is important. The squirrels can wait."

"But…I…" He sighed. "Fine. Anyway, the dog breathed fire, and it was a fun time. So one of the guys, who was obviously stoned, somehow thought the dog could be used as a rocket. He proceeded to sit on the dog, and tried to make it breath fire right off the side of a cliff. Not a very high cliff however. Anyway, he hit the bottom and died. Funny thing was when they went to find him, the dog was there, dead, and the guy was completely, well, ridden with flies and slightly decomposed."

"Mulder, this sounds oddly familiar. And stupid. Let's do what you said and forget the case."

"No. Now after discussing it with you I want to go. I want to see this video. I have to. My life depends on it."

Scully's eyebrow went straight up. "You just want to see the video. You don't even care about the dead guy or his family."

"Of course. Duh, Scully. When have I ever cared about the people? I just wanna see the damn tape of the dog breathing fire." She stared at him. He really was an idiot. This was all he was here for, humor. It made complete sense now.

"I hate you, Mulder."

"Do I honestly care?" He wasn't really sure. He was pretty sure he didn't.

"Yes." Oh. He did. Why wasn't he made aware of this earlier?

"Oh, okay. Wait. That means that hurts. Ow." Scully sighed.

"Not physical pain. Emotional pain. Try again." He was confused. He could've sworn they were the same thing. They had always been to him.

"I'm…not…quite…sure…" His face contorted. Scully could tell the effort he was putting in to trying to feel emotional pain.

"Give it up. I know you're trying. Just stop. It hurts me just watching this."

"Why does it hurt you?"

"It hurts to know you have a degree in psychology and you were one of the best students at Oxford and Quantico and you have no idea what emotional pain is."

"Oh. I guess that makes sense." He wasn't sure why she knew much about emotional pain, while he knew so little. If he couldn't feel it then it must not be that common. What made her so special that she could feel it. She thought she was better than him and she WAS. That angered him more. He stood up and punched her.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?" She said, holding her now bleeding nose.

"You are not better than me!" Mulder ran out the door crying like a little girl. Scully rolled her eyes and reached for a Kleenex. It wasn't bleeding that bad. Besides she had an idiot running around the halls to rescue and interrogate. God, his reaction time was slow.

A/N: I hope you all enjoyed that chapter as much as I did. I'm planning on much more if you all want it. Please review my tasty little readers. And thank you to the one reviewer I had. You are the best.