A/N: Oh hello there. Sorry to bother you with this shit. But don't worry. It'll all be over soon. shhhhh! I won't be Updating as much due to school. Yeah, that's right, I'm a highschool student. But I have been working on a less, parody-ish MSR fic. OH MY. Anyways... Thanks to my Two reviewers. And yeah I did spell Duchovny wrong. whoops my bad.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not Lost, Not X-files, not even Mexico or Tentacle Monsters okay? But Olga and Zoe and Jacqueline are, they're my friiiiiiiieeeends. Also, I don't mean any harm or offence. Just... Ignore it if you can't take a Joke okay? Thanks everyone.

Chapter 3: This Chapter has nothing to do with the plotline.

When Scully awoke the next morning her head felt like someone had hit it with a baseball bat...21862498234 times. I exaggerated that by the way but whatever, it's not like any of you are actually reading this for the details. You just want to know if Mulder and Scully do the nasty. And by nasty I mean sex and by sex I mean kinky dirty Porno movie sex.

Anyways. Scully rolled over in Mulder's magical new bed to find a glass of water and two aspirin pills on Mulder's magical new bedside table. She could smell Bacon cooking and wondered if that was magical and new too. Which it wasn't. Cause Mulder can't have everything magical and new.

She took the aspirin and finished the glass of water in a few quick gulps before stepping out into the living room and walking over to the Kitchen. Where a fat Mexican lady stood, slaughtering pigs and making bacon and eggs for breakfast. What? You actually thought Mulder was going to cook for Scully? You MSR fans are sick and twisted. SICK AND TWISTED. You probably think a man in the kitchen is a "sexy" thing. You people make me sick. No I just kid you guys. CALM DOWN! PUT THE PITCH FORKS AND ANGRY MOB EQUIPTMENT AWAY! OH GOD! HELP!

Well anyways, Scully sat down at the messy desk and asked the Mexican lady where Mulder was.

"Yo no hablo Inglés! Yo no hablo Inglés!" The Mexican lady said.

"Well maybe I don't speak Mexican!" Scully said, clearly understanding what the woman had said.

Suddenly Mulder, who was now mysteriously back in character, if only for a moment, came waltzing into his apartment via the door. Cause obviously there was no other way to get in the apartment, duh.

"Um, Scully? Why is there a Mexican lady in my kitchen?"

Suddenly Scully was totally not OOC either, "I... I don't know. Wait, what am I doing in your apartment Mulder?"

"That doesn't matter right now. I found us an X-file!" Mulder said excitedly.

"Oh, what this time? Aliens? Bigfoot? Teenage girls?"

"Worse. There's a strange island somewhere near the Bahamas, which disappears randomly and is inhabited by a strange black fog and polar bears!"

Suddenly OOC again: "Mulder, you silly twit! That's just that ever popular show that is basically the X-files of the 2000's Lost!"

"What do you mean?! X-files is so much better than that stupid show! I would never watch that show! No one watches Lost anymore, that's just dumb!" Mulder said, also back to the whole OOC thing.

They both turned as they heard a sniffle and saw a tall girl named Olga holding her prized Lost tin lunchbox and looking as if she was about to cry. She sniffled and then sobbed, "I... I LOVE LOST HOW COULD YOU? I HAFTA GO BLOW MY NOSE NOW!" And with that she ran off down the hall.

"How did that teenager get in my apartment!?" Mulder boomed angrily, forgetting the fact that the door was wide open.

Scully covered her ears as his voice rang through all of the USA and parts of Canada. Kate and her friends felt the earth shake as they sat playing their favourite board game – Scrabble – in the small town of Toronto, Canada.

"HOLY CRAP WHAT THE FUCK-"Zoe screamed, but she was interrupted by the roof above them collapsing.

"WHAT'S GOING ON-"Kate hollered.

"I THINK I JUST SHAT MY-"Jacqueline exclaimed.

The girls were so confused. TERRIBLY CONFUSED AND CRUSHED BY THE ROOF ABOVE THEM.

Meanwhile, in Japan, big-breasted anime chicks were dancing to that stupid caramelldansen song that is like 273694863948734 years old now and no one gave a shit. NO ONE. Suddenly a large Tentacle Monster rose from the Atlantic sea (yeah I said Atlantic, want to fight about it? It had to cross over Mexico OKAY?) And devoured all of Asia. Including India. Asia was too full of curry and MSG though and the Tentacle Monster had the runs for the next few weeks after. Sad face. Poor Tentacle Monster.

And not too far away, in Russia, Lady Gaga and Beyoncé were selling those little cup dolls, I don't know what they're called but they're cute. Except these ones had like, Telephones and Video Phones on them. And no one really liked them. And Lady Gaga went bankrupt. Finally.

Back at Mulder's apartment, Mulder was still screaming. But he stopped when the Mexican lady told them in Mexican that she was leaving for the day and that she would come to pick up her pay check tomorrow morning.

All was well again. Or so they thought. Scully opened her eyes and took her hands off her ears to reveal she was still in Mulder's magical new bed and that what had just happened was all just a dream. Or a hallucination from the Aspirin. Man those must have been really strong aspirin...