From: "Linda Fayne" Subject: *New* story: "Just Another Day In The Basement" Date sent: Thu, 01 Jan 1998 08:20:15 PST =========================================== Title: Another Monday In The Basement Finished: 311297 Author: Linda Fayne E-mail: lfayne@hotmail.com Rating: R Classification: VRH Spoilers: Syzygy, Home, Memento Mori Keywords: Mulder/Scully Romance Summary: It's just another Monday in the basement...;) Dedication: To Margi (the fanfic-writer ;)); Sorry if the format of this story reminds of "I Lost My Heart In A Darkened Room". You know what they say; "imitation is the most honest kind of flattery":). Disclaimer: Mulder, Scully, Skinner and the *real* Margi aren't mine, they belong to CC, Fox Broadcasting and Ten-Thirteen Productions, and I'm borrowing them without permission (Shh! Don't tell anyone !). No copyright infringment is intended though. CC belongs to his wife, and Spice Girls belong to... themselves, I guess; I don't know, but not to me anyway. Bonnie belongs to my friend Margi, as does herself . And 'the-crazy-fanfic-writer'... well... :::dramatic solo of drums::: ...is me. That's all. Enjoy :). ============================================= Another Monday In The Basement ============================================= Good morning, Mulder! :::sarcastic voice::: Welcome back to another Monday in the basement! What? What what? Why are you in such a great humour? I'm not. That's exactly what I'm saying. Oh. Well? I dunno. I don't even know why I'm saying this, or who's forcing me to say it. Must be a conspiracy, Mulder. You don't believe that, Scully. True. So why am I saying it? You're asking *me*? Well, there's no-one else here to ask, is there? You could ask Linda, that crazy fanfic-writer, who stays up typing all the night just to get us where she wants us. Where exactly does she want us? You know that, Scully. She wants us in bed or on the desk or on the floor or against the cabinet or... Oh, *that* fanfic-writer. You don't have to be sarcastic, Scully. Mulder, there're lots and *lots* of shippers out there who want us in bed. Oh. Hm... well, that one who's spent the last 48 hours searching for the tea-cup pictures on me. :::amused voice::: There are tea-cup pictures of you, Mulder? So? So? Yeah; So? Well... Nothing, I guess. Stop smiling like that, Scully! I'm not smiling. Sure, fine, whatever. Hey, that's *my* line. Who says that? Chris Carter. Trust no one, Scully. Well, Mulder, if you watch Syzygy, you'll see that it's *my* line, not yours. :::sulky expression::: So what's my line? Ask Margi, she knows the whole episode by heart. Margi who? Margi-the-fanfic-writer. Hey, you said there're *millions* of shippers out there! Yeah, but only one Margi who writes fanfic and can quote the whole episode. Are you sure? Don't you trust me, Mulder? Of course I do. I'm just... What? Nothing. Good. Let's go back to work, Mulder. Sure, Scully. Any new cases? No. You? No. ... ... Well, we could just sitt here with our feet on our desks forever. Great idea, Scully. You have any better? ... ... ... Well? We could make all those shippers happy?! :::suspicious voice::: As...? You know what I mean, Scully. Sure I do. And...? And? Well, what do you think? I think that we'll have a hell explaining to Skinner why we're rolling around naked on the floor instead of working. I wouldn't want to miss that for my life. Rolling around naked or explaining to Skinner? Does it matter? There's a big difference, Mulder. Yeah, but both are better than 'just sitting here with our feet on our desks forever'. Oh yeah? Scully, that's Bonnie talking, not you. Mulder, Bonnie doesn't exist in this story. So it is you? Of course it's me! Who else would it be? I dunno. Maybe that crazy fanfic-writer... Does it matter? Well... no, I guess. So? So? So what are you waiting for? What? What? Stop imitate me, Scully! Well, you imitated me, didn't you? Sorry. That's okay. I'm sorry too. That's okay. Hey, now you're imitating me again! Scully?!?! :::smiling::: I'm just kidding, Mulder. So... are you gonna take me to the floor and do 'the Wild Thing' or not? Ahum... Sure, Scully. ... ... Mmmm... Like that? You kiss wonderful, Mulderrrrrrrrrrrr... Ouw... Uhm... Sculleeeeeeeeeeeee... Mullllllllllllllllllllll... ... ... ... I love you, Mulder. Right back at you, Scully. Hey, that's Margi talking. Margi-the-fanfic-writer? No. Yes. The *real* Margi says that, and that's why Margi-the-fanfic-writer also does that. You mean she's imitating her? Shut up, Mulder. Whatever. Anyway, I *do* love you. I'm glad to hear. So when are we getting married? What? What? Not again, Mulder. Sorry, Scully. :::smug expression::: I'll think about it. The wedding? No, if I'm gonna forgive you or not. Scully?!?! Don't be so impatient, Mulder. :::sigh::: Okay, I'll forgive you. ThanX, Scully. You don't spell 'thanks' with an X, Mulder! Hey, how do you know how I spell 'thanX'? Now you did it again! Scully! You can't *hear* how I spell 'thanX'. Obviously I can. That's paranormal, Scully. You don't believe in that. True. So I guess didn't hear it then. Fine. So how *do* you spell 'thanks'? With an 'X'. Hey, I was right! Just luck! Feminine intiution ability. You mean girl-power. *Don't* bring up Spice Girls here, Mulder. You know I hate them. So do I! Well, at least we have one thing in common. We have lots of things in common, Scully. True. Maybe we have even more things in common soon! What do you mean? Maybe we've just created some UberScullies! Mulder! Well, there *is* a possibility, Scully. Mulder, remember I'm barren? Do you seriously believe that that crazy writer cares about that? Well... No. Right. She doesn't care about that, so you may as well be pregnant. That a bad thing? No, not at all. So do you have a spotless genetic make-up and a really high tolerance for being second-guessed, Mulder? You should know that, Scully. Yes, I know that. Good. So... Is Friday good? What? I'm answering your question, Mulder. When we're getting married, remember? Of course I remember. So? So? Mul-- I'm just kidding, Scully. And yes, Friday will be perfect. Deal? Deal! So what about Skinner? I'm sure he doesn't have a spotless genetic make-up, Scully. :::chuckling::: I didn't mean that. Oh yeah? Mulder, now *you* are talking like Bonnie! I think you said she doesn't exist in this story, Scully! I did. She belongs to Margi. But Linda loves the 'angels' series! Yeah, but that doesn't mean that Bonnie exists in *this* story! Are you sure? Yes, I am sure. How can you be so sure? Feminine intuition ability. :::sigh::: :::smiling::: I'm sorry, Mulder. I'll think about it. So? Don't be so impatient, Scully. ... ... Come on, Mulder! Okay, I'll forgive you. But only if you kiss me. ... Mmmmm, you kiss wonderful, Scully. Right back at you, Mulder. We've already talked about this, Scully. So don't start again. I won't. Good. Maybe... Maybe what? Maybe we should get up of the floor? Why? Well, what if Skinner-- Hey, we weren't finished with that Skinner conversation, were we? So what about Skinner? That was my question, Mulder. So now you want an answer. Exactly. And not that one about his spotless genetic make-up that probably wasn't spotless. So which one? That's what *you* are gonna answer. :::slamming of door::: WHAT?!?! :::chorus::: SKINNER?!?! :::deep breaths to calm himself::: Well, agent Mulder, agent Scully. I'll be more than happy to hear your answer about this! Tomorrow, eight oİclock *sharp*. And you'd better have a *very* good answer! THE END... for now . ============================================= FEEDBACK: Pleeeeeeeease!!!! NOTE: Sorry to all of you who like Spice Girls; no harm is intended! ThanX for reading!! =============================================