Date: 07 Jul 1998 21:53:46 GMT Subject: NEW! The Horrors of Independence Day by Ellie and Bisky Title: The Horrors of Independence Day Authors: Ellie and Bisky Rating: PG Category: HS Keywords: UST Disclaimer: We no own, so you no sue. Bisky's Notes: Sorry its a bit late, but i crashed my email. Ellie: sorry about the title, i know it sux. Anyone have a better idea? Summary: Scully and Mulder experience an Independence Day that would only happen to them. Archiving: Sure, fine, whatever, just let us know where. Feedback: Yes please. Ellie- yaktyshmak@aol.com Bisky- bisky@mailexcite.com **** "MULDER!!!! This sucks!!! I can't see!!!". Scully was, evidently, in a bad mood. It was the fourth of July, probably one of the proudest days in the year for the US(except, of course, Halloween the REAL national holiday), but somehow she managed to miss the fun in it. And now she couldn't even see the friggin fireworks. "Scully, they haven't started yet." "Oh. No wonder." "Yeah, really. Try to relax - this is one of the proudest days in American history!!!" (Mulder mocked the author). "Oh yeah, sure. We honor all those who fought for our country by getting completely wasting and laid. Now that's respect." Mulder couldn't argue that one; it was true. They decided because they weren't invited to any 4th of July parties, that they would make the most of their lonliness and sit on top of Bureau headquarters. So, in two beach chairs, Mulder and Scully sat alone, looking up at the sky. They couldn't hear the music from Penn. Ave., which was a good thing. "There we go," Scully said. Mulder snapped his head in Scully's direction. "What the he- Scully! The whole point of coming here is NOT to have to watch it on TV!!" Scully adjusted the antenna to the battery-powered television she had brought. "Well, you INSISTED that we sit on top of headquarters, so I figured 'why miss ALL the fun to be with Mulder?' and brought it. Oh, look, its a new song." They listened to the virtually unknown singer sing the National Anthem. "Uh...who chose these singers? That guy sounds British." "Good lord you're right. I heard they let Ken Starr choose them...suck ups..." she muttered, but was interrupted by Mulder. "YEAH!! WE KICKED YOUR ASS BUDDY!! WOO!! YEAH!! LONG LIVE THE LAND OF THE FREE!!! ENGLAND SUCKS!!" Mulder was screaming at the television. "Mulder! Are you out of your mind - he's singing your anthem and you're cursin' him out?! And remember - we agreed, no hard feelings to any British people this time. Even though we did win The War, that was a long time ago." "Aw, Scully, you don't know these people - YOU didn't spend 4 years of misery in Oxford. Auuuggghh....OUR PRESIDENT MAY SLEEP WITH HIS INTERNS BARELY OUT OF HIGH SCHOOL BUT YOU HAVE A ::beeep::ING CONSTITUTIONAL MONARCHY!!!" "Mulder...Clinton didn't sleep with her." "Sure. And guess who's not even here to celebrate the proudest day in American history?! CLINTON!! He's in CHINA!!!" "Wow, you're right. Oh well - he's on a campaign for democracy, give the man some credit. Maybe he's watching it." Mulder shrugged. Suddenly, a loud booming noise interrupted their arguments. "Hey Mulder check it out! It's starting!!!" Scully cried, pointing in the sky, where remnants of a firecracker floated down. "AAH! IT'S GOING TO FALL ON US, SCULLY!! LETS GET OUT OF HERE!! I DON'T WANNA GET BURNED!!" Mulder screamed, jumping up and down. "GET IT OFF ME!! I'M BURNING! BURNING!!" "Mulder what the hell are you talking about!? That thing was like 5 miles away from us!" Scully said. Mulder could be such a loser sometimes. "Oh...right. I was just...uh...kidding, thats it...um...right...yeah..." Mulder replied, feeling like the loser he was. He sat down in his chair again and looked out at the fireworks. Scully sat there and rolled her eyes. She had always hated fireworks, but still went along with Mulder every year and every year listened to him yell about how he was on fire. This really, truly sucked. "Hey Scully I think that ones headed towards us..." Mulder said jokingly. Scully turned away from the tv. The pint of Ben & Jerry's she had in her freezer was looking better and better all the time. Finally she had had it. She was outta here. She stood up and brushed off her jeans and headed back towards the entrance to teh roof. "Bye Mulder." Scully called over her shoulder. "Scully, wait!! Where are you going!?" "Home, a streetcorner, anywhere is better than this." she mumbled. There was nothing he could say to get her to stay here with him. Mulder's brain thought, then a stroke of genius hit him. "SCULLY!! WAIT!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!" Mulder yelled down the stairs after her. "WHAT?!" she screamed "Have you totally lost your mind? You used that one on me last year!!" Scully raised her fist at him. "Scully, if those are my last words I can do better!!!" Mulder screamed. "Now is not a time to be sarcastic, Mulder." "I wasn't. Scully, I *really* love you!!" he cried. "Save it." Mulder decided that she had a good idea and decided to bring it up later. "Please, don't go, Scully. You don't know how much this means to me!" he whined. In the end, Mulder won, and Scully settled back into her beach chair with reluctance. "Woah look at that one!!! It looks like Saturn!! And that one - looks like Venus!!" "Mulder, they all could look like Venus. Other than sulferic acids and gases, it has no distuinguishable features which would set it off unlike Satur-" "HOW do they DO that?!" Mulder cried in fascination, studying the falling sparks. "Mulder, I am not going there. You'll never get it." "Try me!!" Mulder whined. "NO. N-O. " "Fine," he said in a pout and crossed his arms across his chest. Their argument was forgotten in his mind as another firecracker shot into the sky. ::::::BBBOOOOMMM:::::: "Hey, Scully?" "Yes." "Why does the boom come *after* it explodes?" "No, Mulder." He sighed. "You're no fun. You can be such a pest." "Yeah, well, I get payed to be one. Now listen - if they don't set one off that looks like an American flag, this was not worth it and I'm never coming again." Mulder looked disappointed. "But...they haven't done that one in years." "Well then, enjoy this while it lasts, partna', cuz it ain't happening for a loooong time." "Sccuuulllleeeeeeee!" "NO." "Scully!" "NONONO!" "No check it out!! Its the American flag firework!" he cried, pointing to the sky. Scully groaned. "Looks like SOMEONE is doomed for another 4th of July with the one, the only -" "Shut up." Scully settled down into her beach chair and pouted. it just wasn't fair. "You know you love me Scully." Mulder said, leaning over and grinning at her. "I am sooooo tempted to hit you, Mulder." Mulder sat back in his chair and kept to himself for a few minutes, just enjoying the fireworks. They would be over soon and then he and Scully would go their separate ways until Monday. "You know how much I appreciate you coming up here to watch fireworks with me every year don't you?" Mulder asked quietly. "Not really." Scully replied, still staring at the sky. "Well I really do. I know you probably have somewhere else you would rather be." "Not really. But thanks for telling me that."Scully reached over and grabbed his hand for a few seconds then let it go. Mulder knew that he had said the right thing and his earlier stupidity had been forgiven. He was still a loser though. "Hey...Scully...when do we really...*talk*?" Mulder asked, turning to look at her profile. With a smile, she continued to stare at the fireworks, not acknowledging his deep gaze. She reached over into his bag of sunflower seeds and popped a few in her mouth, the smile still plastered on. She shook her head. "Tread lightly, my friend, tread lightly. The Eddie VanBlundht complex is coming into effect here," she admonished, still staring at the sky. Mulder sighed and dropped his head, but not backing away. "Mulder..." Scully said, turning her head to look at him. He lifted his to meet her gaze, bringing their faces excruciatingly close. Mulder stole a furtive glance at her lips, then back to her eyes - but did not go unnoticed. Closing her eyes, Scully could feel his warm breath caress the soft skin of her lips as they both leaned in -- "MULDER! SCULLY! Hey guys! Enjoying the show?! This is great, isn't it?!" screamed Colton from the other end of the roof, standing in the doorway of the entrance. "Colton!" Mulder hissed, turning away from Scully, who stifled a laugh. "What the hell are you doing here?" "Uh...me and the rest of the BUREAU, Mulder," he said with a puzzled look, stepping aside. Suddenly, hundreds of Agents poured out of the small doorway, laughing. Most were drunk, others well on their way; Scully recognized Holly flirting with...Pendrell!?!? Scully mused. Agents ran out to the end of the roof closest to the fireworks, conveniently blocking Mulder and Scully's view. They turned to look at each other, both a little nervous about that night's earlier endeavor, and Mulder reached for Scully's hand. She offered it with a smile and they stood. Pushing through the crowd, the agents made their way out to the street. Once on, they strolled lazily, hand in hand. Scully tried to recall how many times they had ALMOST kissed, but more so the many things that had interrupted them. She stopped dead in her tracks, and Mulder turned around to see what was the matter. Scully had just experienced a mid-life epiphany, the most dangerous type, and decided: Life is short - be a man! Leaning up, she could once again feel his warm breath and radiating body heat. Leaning in, she just barely felt the touch of his warm -- ::::HHHOONNNKKKKK HHHOOOOONNNNKKKKKK:::: A car zipped by and caught Scully off guard, causing her to tumble with the speed. The man screamed, "HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!!! WWOOOOOO!!!!". Mulder and Scully both rolled their eyes. Why couldn't they have a normal holiday? END. All feedback is greatly appreciated. bisky@mailexcite.com yaktyshmak@aol.com