From: Lisa Bloomfield Date: Thu, 11 Mar 2004 19:56:13 -0800 (PST) Subject: The Game by Foxgallagher Source: direct The Game By: Foxgallagher Category: Story, Humor Rating: G Summary: Mulder and Scully get bored during a car ride, so they revert back to the childhood game "I'm going on a picnic" Scully sat in the passenger's seat of the car, so bored she was considering counting the seconds as they passed by. She put her head back against the headrest, looking up at the ceiling. "Bored, Scully?" Mulder said, noticing her glazed over look. "Just slightly." "I have some stuff back there to do to waste time. You can use them if you want." "I'm afraid to ask what you've got back there, Mulder." "Oh, give me some credit Scully. Just because you found those tapes in my apartment doesn't mean I'm like that. I think they were Frohike's, actually." "So what do you have back there?" "I think I have the newest edition of the Lone Gunman's paper." "No, thanks, I think I'll pass." "You're no fun. You have to catch up on the latest conspiracies somehow, Scully." She ignored him. She didn't want to think about conspiracies or aliens or any other paranormal mumbo-jumbo after this last case. She just wanted to get home soon and take a nice, relaxing bubble bath. "Hey, Scully, we could always play that kid's game." "And what might that be?" "The one about going on a picnic." "You mean the one where you go through the alphabet and name things you're going to bring and the other person has to remember." "Yeah." "Mulder, we're adults. We are past the stage of simple minded games." "You have to ask yourself, Scully, would we have survived childhood without them?" "I always had something to do in the car. Usually one of those puzzle books. My mother told me it would be good for my mind. Gives it a work out." "You never got bored? I hated those things!" "You don't appreciate good problem solving skills." "I do too." The conversation was momentarily silenced. Mulder asked Scully if she wanted to play. "You really want to play, don't you?" "Sort of, yeah. It reminds me of my childhood." "Fine, Mulder. Let's play." "Can I go first?" "Sure." "Okay, let's see. A. I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee." "An abductee? Mulder, a child would never think of that." "We're not children, Scully. Just acting like them." "Fine." "You're turn." Scully began unenthusiastically. "I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee and breadsticks." "Why breadsticks?" "I just thought they'd be helpful if vampires ever came a long, Mulder." Scully smirked. "Ha. Funny." Mulder didn't look so amused. "I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, and a cricket." "Mulder." "Hey, if you can bring breadsticks to keep vampires away, I can bring crickets to snack on." "Whatever. I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, and the game of Dungeons and Dragons." "I didn't know you played." "I don't. Langley played it at that one convention in Las Vegas." "The one I was supposed to be at?" "Yes. I still owe them for that." "Okay, here I go. I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, and an EBE. You can't leave home without them, you know." Scully rolled her eyes. "I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, an EBE, and the Flukeman." "That's just disgusting, Scully." "He's a medical marvel. What's so disgusting about that?" "He just is." Mulder made a disgusted face. "I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, an EBE, the Flukeman, yuck, and a genie." "Okay, I can live with that. I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, an EBE, the Flukeman, a genie, and a holster for my gun." Mulder stopped to think a moment. "I have a good one. I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, an EBE, the Flukeman, a genie, a holster, and ice." "Why ice?" "I'd have to save you again, Scully." "I think you just want to see me naked." "Maybe." Mulder grinned. "I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, an EBE, the Flukeman, a genie, a holster, ice, and a journal." "I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, an EBE, the Flukeman, a genie, a holster, ice, a journal, and the kill switch to the monster loose on the internet." "I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, an EBE, the Flukeman, a genie, a holster, ice, a journal, the kill switch, and a laptop." "You just have to bring one don't you?" "Yes." "You can't live without it." "Just like you and your cell phone." "I didn't say cell phone. I said cricket." "You probably thought about it." "Hmph. I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, an EBE, the Flukeman, a genie, a holster, ice, a journal, the kill switch, a laptop, and a magician." "A magician?" "To see his head spin around. You have to have some entertainment." Scully shook her head. "I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, an EBE, the Flukeman, a genie, a holster, ice, a journal, the kill switch, a laptop, a magician, and a non-fat tofutti rice dreamsicle." "That's disgusting." "I happen to like them." "As I said once before, I bet the air in my mouth taste better than that." "It's your turn." "Let's see. I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, an EBE, the Flukeman, a genie, a holster, ice, a journal, the kill switch, a laptop, a magician, a non-fat tofutti rice dreamsicle, and orange juice and gin drink." "And you think my rice dreamsicle is bad. Shouldn't that be under 'a' for abbey?" "No. Orange juice starts with 'o,' Scully. And since when did you know your drinks?" Scully replied with a grin. "I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, an EBE, the Flukeman, a genie, a holster, ice, a journal, the kill switch, a laptop, a magician, a non-fat tofutti rice dreamsicle, orange juice and gin, and pencils." "Why do you want pencils? You've got a laptop." "So you can throw them at the ceiling. Your turn." "I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, an EBE, the Flukeman, a genie, a holster, ice, a journal, the kill switch, a laptop, a magician, a non-fat tofutti rice dreamsicle, orange juice and gin, pencils, and a Quantico pamphlet." "That's stretching it, Mulder." "What would you have said? Q is a hard letter." "Queequeg." "Right. But that's your dog. Why would I want to bring it?" "I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, an EBE, the Flukeman, a genie, a holster, ice, a journal, the kill switch, a laptop, a magician, a non-fat tofutti rice dreamsicle, orange juice and gin, pencils, a Quantico pamphlet, and roaches." "Why?" "So I can make fun of the doctor's name. Bambi." Scully suppressed a giggle. "I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, an EBE, the Flukeman, a genie, a holster, ice, a journal, the kill switch, a laptop, a magician, a non-fat tofutti rice dreamsicle, orange juice and gin, pencils, a Quantico pamphlet, roaches, and stiletto." "Expecting the mighty morphing bounty hunter?" "You never know. He shows up in the strangest places." "Yeah, you're right. I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, an EBE, the Flukeman, a genie, a holster, ice, a journal, the kill switch, a laptop, a magician, a non-fat tofutti rice dreamsicle, orange juice and gin, pencils, a Quantico pamphlet, roaches, a stiletto, and tea." "Iced tea?" "Yes." "It could be love." Mulder grinned. "I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, an EBE, the Flukeman, a genie, a holster, ice, a journal, the kill switch, a laptop, a magician, a non-fat tofutti rice dreamsicle, orange juice and gin, pencils, a Quantico pamphlet, roaches, a stiletto, tea, and we certainly can't forget the uber-scullies." "Right." Scully said in a sarcastic tone. "I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, an EBE, the Flukeman, a genie, a holster, ice, a journal, the kill switch, a laptop, a magician, a non-fat tofutti rice dreamsicle, orange juice and gin, pencils, a Quantico pamphlet, roaches, a stiletto, tea, uber-scullies, and virtual reality gear." "We looked really good in that." Scully looked at him. "Except you got your butt kicked." "So did you." "I came to save your butt." "Sure." "I did." Mulder held his hand up. "I don't want to hear it. I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, an EBE, the Flukeman, a genie, a holster, ice, a journal, the kill switch, a laptop, a magician, a non-fat tofutti rice dreamsicle, orange juice and gin, pencils, a Quantico pamphlet, roaches, a stiletto, tea, uber-scullies, VR gear, and a watch to keep track of lost time." "9 minutes?" Scully looked skeptical. "Yes, 9 minutes." Scully sighed. "I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, an EBE, the Flukeman, a genie, a holster, ice, a journal, the kill switch, a laptop, a magician, a non-fat tofutti rice dreamsicle, orange juice and gin, pencils, a Quantico pamphlet, roaches, a stiletto, tea, uber-scullies, VR gear, a watch, and the 'x' you put in your window with masking tape." "I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, an EBE, the Flukeman, a genie, a holster, ice, a journal, the kill switch, a laptop, a magician, a non-fat tofutti rice dreamsicle, orange juice and gin, pencils, a Quantico pamphlet, roaches, a stiletto, tea, uber-scullies, VR gear, a watch, an x, and the stupendous Yappi." "Mulder, please. Not Yappi." "Yes, Yappi." "Alright, here is the last time around. I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring an abductee, breadsticks, a cricket, Dungeons and Dragons, an EBE, the Flukeman, a genie, a holster, ice, a journal, the kill switch, a laptop, a magician, a non-fat tofutti rice dreamsicle, orange juice and gin, pencils, a Quantico pamphlet, roaches, a stiletto, tea, uber-scullies, VR gear, a watch, an x, Yappi, and zoo animals." "Alien tested animals?" "If you really want." "You know I do." Mulder grinned. He loved this game.