From: "Cheryl Massie" Date: Mon, 29 Jan 2001 21:49:17 -0000 Subject: New: ~* Gifts and Birthday Wishes *~ msr Source: xff TITLE: Gifts and Birthday Wishes AUTHOR: CM EMAIL: nuttier_tart@hotmail.com FEEDBACK: Yum :p Honoured, cherished and appreciated. ARCHIVE: Yes. Anywhere. DISCLAIMER: The characters are property of CC, Fox and 1013 productions (i hear they're getting hot on this now) SPOLIERS: None really. A brief reference to "The Unnatural" KEYWORDS: MSR. Written completely in dialogue. RATING: PG SUMMARY: What's Mulder got up his sleeve for Scully's birthday? And just what is Scully's birthday wish?? ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "Hello?" "Hey, Scully." "Mulder! I'm just on my way over to my mothers. What can i do for you?" "No, actually, you're not." "Excuse me?" "You're not on your way over to your mothers. I've just called her and she knows not to expect you. Don't worry, she's fine with it." "Can i ask why you told my mother this?" "Because." "'Because'? What's that supposed to mean? You're not making sense." "Since when do i make any sense Scully?" "Look, Mulder. I'm not going on some wild-goose hunt with you tonight. Not tonight okay. I'm going to my mothers and i will call you in the morning. Goodnight." "Scully don't hang up..." ============================ "Hi." "Mulder! I can't believe you called me when you're standing at my doorstep. Look, i meant what i said. I'm going to my mothers." "But that's not fair." "What's not fair?" "Your mom always gets to spend your birthdays with you. How often have i had the chance?" "My birthday? Oh, Mulder...i thought you'd forgotten." "No. I just love watching you pretend that you're not angry at me for forgetting." "Okay, so what's going on? I'm not going to my mothers i take it?" "Nope." "Dare i ask what you have planned for tonight Mulder?" "You can ask. But i aint gonna tell ya." "Why the hell not?" "Because." "Now come on Scully, let's get going." =========================== "Mulder, we have been driving for over two hours now. This isn't exactly my idea of a great birthday. I swear, if we end up in Area 51 or something, i will..." "Scully, what type of person do you think i am? Would i do that to you on your birthday? Hey, stop looking at me like that! Okay, so i may not get you things often, but when i get them they're good. You gotta admit that." "Mulder, when *have* you got me anything?" "I may not have gotten you anything with a high price tag, nicely wrapped in box with pink ribbons, but the word 'gift', Scully, doesn't necessarily point to that. I didn't think you were so materialistic." "I am not materialistic." "Don't you remember the baseball thing?" "Yes. Yes, i do remember that Mulder. And it was wonderful. You're right, i'm sorry." "See, you enjoyed it didn't you?" "I enjoyed it more than you realise. Actually, it was one of the nicest things anyone has ever gotten me. It's so easy to go down to the store and buy a pair of earrings, but what you did was thoughtful. It was different, not that i could expect anything else from you. But most of all, it was special. And i really did appreciate it, Mulder." "Oh, i know you did Scully. I know you better than you think i do. For example, i know that right now you have butterflies in your tummy and you cannot wait to see what lies ahead. Am i right?" "Mulder!" "And i know that now you are embarrased because i have exposed your little secret. Go on, admit it Scully. I'm right aren't i?" "Okay, okay. You're right." "As always...I'm joking. Well, a little. Anyway, we're here." "Here? Where's 'here'? All i can see is a bunch of rocks..." "And what lies beneathe those rocks, Scully?" "Um...water?" "Uh-huh, though 'the ocean' sounds a little more romantic. Well, we better get down there, we're going to be late." "Be late? How can you 'be late' for the beach?" "You ask too many questions." "No i don't...what are you doing now?" "Getting something from the trunk." "A picknick basket? Mulder, that's so sweet. I don't know what to say." "Don't say anything. Just grab the champagne and hurry." "Champagne? Wow, you really are spoiling me tonight." ============================== "Okay. The picknick, containing all my favourite things is set up. We also have the ocean, the moonlight...and the stars. It's beautiful, it's perfect...and we're waiting for??" "You'll see." "I'll see? Mulder i can't wait any longer!" "Hey, Scully. Check that out." "What is it? Is it a plane?" "Looks like it." "It's small for a...oh Mulder." "Can you read what it says?" "'Happy Birthday to someone really special'." "Do you like it?" "Mulder, i love it. Thank you." "You're very welcome Scully. I just hope that tonight proves how special you really are." "You're making me blush." "Good. You look cute when you blush. Now come here birthday girl, i think i owe you a big birthday kiss..." "Mmm, that was nice." "Very nice. Hey, shall we open the champagne? Oh, i got you a cake too, with a special candle. The candle is special because it *guarantees* that whatever birthday wish you make tonight, it'll come true." "Will it really?" "Yep. So, a toast to the birthday girl. Happy birthday Scully." "Thank you. How about a toast to us?" "To us." "Mmm, this is really good Mulder." "Yeah, i think i one it in a competition once." "That wouldn't suprise me." "So, Scully?" "Yeah?" "Have you ever made love on a beach before?" "Mulder!" "What? I'm just curious. Well, have you?" "Actually, i haven't." "Seriously? You've never made love on a beach?" "No, but you know what Mulder?" "What?" "It's always been my wish to do so." "Oh really?" "Yeah, really." "You know what Scully? I'm overcome with the sudden urge for cake..." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ THE END. Well, i'll leave the real ending to your imagination!! ;) With all this talk of cake, i'm hungry. So please, go ahead and 'feed' me: nuttier_tart@hotmail.com Thanks :)