A/N: This prompt was sent to me by tumblr user scullylovesqueequeg, she requested "Mulder and Scully share food". This could take place just about anywhere from s5 onward, although their romantic relationship is implied, so, do with that what you will. Personally I like it as an IWTB era piece, but that's just because those are my favorites. Don't forget, if you think of a prompt that you want written, send it to me and I will add it to my list! Thanks for reading, don't forget to leave a review as well!
The Lady and Spooky
"So Scully, how's your pasta?" Mulder inquired, mouth half full of his own.
She swallowed. "I have to say, I really do feel like I've been magically transported to Italy."
He smirked. "Sounds like an X-File."
She smiled back at him and shook her head a little, "Everything sounds like an X-File to you Mulder." She twisted her fork around, wrapping the noodles around it. In all honesty it wasn't the best pasta she'd had, but Mulder had seemed so excited about taking her out here she didn't want to spoil it.
"So, can I have a taste of this paranormal pasta?" he asked, his smirk growing.
"Mulder what's wrong with your Ravioli?"
"Nothing, nothing!" he threw his hands up in mock surrender. "I just wanted a little taste. Maybe the stars will align and we'll do, uh, the thing", he waggled his eyebrows in reference to a certain Lady and the Tramp scene.
She raised hers in response. "Now, that would be an X-File."
"Let's test our luck", said Mulder. All of a sudden he was dead set on this happening. He started moving aside the flowers and candle that adorned the center of their table, making Scully chuckle to herself thinking of typical Mulder setting aside the romance. When he reached for her plate he decided to be just a little difficult. For fun.
"Mulder seriously? I don't know about you, but I'm trying to have a nice dinner right now. Can we save the shenanigans for some other time?"
"Come on Scully, just once!"
She sighed heavily, pouted, and pushed her plate to the center of the table.
"Thank you for indulging me, I know I can be quite a burden." She ignored that remark. "Forks, ready!" he said with exaggerated enthusiasm. Scully replied non verbally with exaggerated irritability. "Go!"
Mulder twirled his fork furiously while Scully let hers laze around. Mulder ended up with far too many noodles and Scully ended up with a half of one.
"Scu-lee", Mulder complained, "you weren't even trying!"
"Mulder, I doubt that it's even physically possibly first of all. I mean think about it..."