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 4 – Average Day No. 3

Scully's night-watching didn't quite go as planned. She fell asleep around 11:00 and neglected to set the alarm. She woke up to Mulder crawling around underneath her blankets whimpering. She was alarmed at first, but when she realized he meant no harm she relaxed.

"Mulder?" What are you doing?" She saw his head fly up.

"Scully?"

"Yeah?"

"Where am I?" His voice cracked a little. He started whimpering and thrashing more.

"Mulder. MULDER!" She said trying to grab the ever-moving ball of idiot. "YOU'RE UNDER MY BLANKETS!" He stopped.

"Oh." He started thrashing again. "AHH! I'M STUCK! I CAN'T SEE! HOW DO I GET OUT?" She rolled her eyes and tried to grab him some more. She finally just ended ripping the blankets off the bed and found Mulder completely clothed in his suit and ready to go.

"What the…?" She stared at him with her head all cockeyed. He looked down and smiled.

"Oh yeah. I am dressed." He giggled a little. She wasn't even going to ask any questions. She didn't want to know why he was under her blankets in a suit. She didn't want to know when he got there or how either. This was one X-file she didn't really want solved. She knew it would just confuse and upset her. "Let's get going," he said, flying out of her bed towards the door.

"Mulder, I'm not even showered or dressed. Let me get ready first."

"Is this not your usual dress?" He asked, pointing to her pajamas. She furrowed her brow in confusion. Was he serious? How was he even made an FBI agent? He didn't even pay attention to detail at all.

"No…I usually dress up a little." She figured that shouldn't confuse him. He nodded and sat down. She started getting ready and about an hour later they were on their way to the guys' homes. Or as Mulder called it, 'Yay, interrogation time!'

The guys all had a home together and when they opened the door Scully could tell it was definitely a multi-bachelor pad. There were pizza boxes and beer cans everywhere. It smelled like literal shit. Yeah, guys are so graceful.

"Um, hello?" one guy asked as he held the door open.

"Hello I'm Special Agent Dana Scully and this..." She looked over to find a missing Mulder. She looked around and spotted him already inside watching the tape with the dog breathing fire. He was bouncing up and down, as were the other two guys beside him. She hadn't even seen him go in. How was that even possible? She pointed. "...That is Special Agent Fox Mulder. Please excuse his...stupidity." The guy nodded.

"I'm Kyle. And those idiots..." He pointed at the guys sitting beside Mulder. "...Are Jason and Andy." He opened the door for her to enter. "So I suppose you guys are here because of Q."

"Q?"

"Quentin. We called him Q. The dog's name was...uh...Skankpile, may he rest in peace." Kyle crossed himself and in response Jason and Andy shouted 'Skankpile!' and crossed themselves too. "We usually called him Skanky."

"What a...um...charming name." Mulder turned around to face Scully.

"I liked it!" He shouted. Andy gave him a high five.

"You would," Scully said not quite enough under her breath. All the guys started yelling and laughing at the little dog on the TV breathing fire. "So, Kyle, could you tell me what happened?"

"Why don't you just watch the tape and see for yourself." He pointed towards the TV. She walked over and watched as it flashed from the dog breathing fire to a guy's face really close to camera. He started explaining how he wanted to make a 'doggy rocket' right off the cliff. The other guys laughed. They attached the Labrador to a skate board. The dog was rather strong looking and did appear that it would have no problem holding up a person. They faced the dog opposite the cliff and Q put on a helmet and knee and elbow pads. Scully thought to herself sarcastically, I bet they are real sticklers for safety. They wheeled the dog closer to the edge and Q climbed on. The dog had no problem with any of it. They proceeded to make the dog breathe fire again and when nothing happened Kyle ran up and gave Q a little push, obviously jokingly. He didn't go off the edge, but then he started laughing and used the dog like a scooter and pushed himself off. He was laughing until the dog started to teeter on the edge, and at that point he had appeared to lose control. The guys all ran to the edge and one yelled to turn off the camera and it went to black. Scully looked over at Kyle. He had a tear in his eye, but he was really fighting it.

"I'm sorry," Scully said.

"Man, I really miss Skanky." Scully was confused by this. She figured he'd miss Q. Yeah, this was Mulder's kind of people.

"Me too," Mulder said and crossed himself. The other guys did the same. Oh, yeah, they were definitely his kind of people. They had accepted him already. Maybe he could just stay there for the rest of his life...as far away from Scully as possible. But who would she debunk then? Herself. Oh no. Mulder needed to come back with her. She grabbed him by his ear and dragged him out the door. After she got the tape of course. She thanked the guys for their time and told them she'd probably be back. They were too heartbroken over the death of their dog to give her any coherent answers to her difficult questions. They went back to the hotel and Mulder watched the tape over an over. Scully thought he was going over the accident and actually doing his job, but then she realized he was just continuously watching the dog breathing fire and she took the tape out of his possession. She was glad she didn't have to watch over the herd that night. She could finally get some sleep. Of course it was only noon, but they like to waste time sitting around the hotel getting paid.

A/N: I hope that suited all of your needs. There will be much more to come, I'm sure. I know where it's going now, so this should be fun.