From lsarnack@uniserve.com Tue Mar 11 03:18:08 1997 Subject: Spooky (1/1) From: Laurie Date: Tue, 11 Mar 1997 01:18:08 -0800 (PST) -------- ****************************************** I did not write this. I'm merely posting it for a very talented friend. Please send all feedback to her at elewyiss@earthlink.net ****************************************** ***Please Archive**** ***Please send to ATXC*** Disclaimer: Mulder, Scully, and Skinner all belong to Chris Carter, 10-13, and Fox. They were lovingly borrowed without permission. Authors Notes: This is a short story on how Mulder *really* got the name Spooky.1 shippy minute.Rated PG I guess. Spooky by Rachel Carper Mulder stood uneasily next to Scully and Skinner. He hated these Bureau dinners he was always being dragged to. He scanned the room looking for a quick escape. Skinner noticed and immediately shook his head at him. Mulder slumped down and moved on to people watching, something he had picked up from his Oxford roommate. Scully noticed him slumping and elbowed him. She was surprised when he suddenly stood up straight. "Excuse me," he said to Skinner and Scully and headed off across the room toward the doors. Scully and Skinner exchanged looks and followed him across the room. They caught up with him when he stopped next to a Baron from the UK and his beautiful date. Scully noticed Fitzwaren and Miller. She disliked both intensely. They seemed to enjoy tormenting Mulder. That always brought out the protective side of Scully. Miller turned toward Mulder and gave him an insincere smile. "Ah, Mulder. Come to meet society?" Turning toward the Baron and his date he said "Sir, let me introduce you to Fox Mulder" "Fox!?" the woman exclaimed turning around and noticing Mulder for the first time. "Yes, silly name isn't it?" smirked Miller. Fitzwaren giggled as well. Ignoring the two Mulder said "Hey baby, how's it hanging?" Scully hung her head. She new Mulder often seemed as if he had no social skills, but really. Skinner cleared his throat and tried to think of a way to smooth THIS over. To everyone's utter amazement the woman threw herself into Mulder's waiting arms. "Fox! It's been forever. Where the hell have you been. Baby let me look at you." She took a step back keeping a hold of his hand. She looked him up and down and then grabbed and hugged him again. "God, you look good. I always loved you in a tux." She turned to Scully and Skinner. "How did you get him in a tux? There were five of us and we could never get him in formal wear no matter how hard we tried. Not even for that dinner with the MP." She turned back to Mulder. "Have you seen the others? They're gonna die." "The Clan is here?" MUlder questioned looking around. "How could I have missed them?" "Good question. You lived with us long enough." At this point the Baron tapped her on her shoulder. "OH, sorry dear. This is Fox. I'm sure I told you about him. We lived together at uni. Oh, there they are. Excuse me." After dropping that bomb she walked determinedly across the room to a group of four of the most beautiful women any of the men had ever seen. The Baron turned his attention to Mulder. "So, your the famous Fox. We must have a chat sometime. Clair's mother informs me you are the only one who can get her to behave." "Um, I don't think I'd say that." Mulder sounded terribly embarrassed. He turned and introduced the Baron to Scully and Skinner. "If Agent Mulder is half as good as the Earl says, you are very fortunate Mr. Skinner." the Baron said shaking Skinner's hand. "The Earl?" Miller questioned. This was not what he had planned when he had introduced Mulder. He had assumed Mulder's legendary lack of manners would embarrass him into leaving. That would leave the delectible Agent Scully fair game. "Clair's father," the Baron responded. He noticed someone wave from across the room. "Excuse me." he said nodding and wondering off towards several Senators and the Vice President. Just then Lady Clair and the four other women arrived. The women took turns hugging Mulder and exclaiming over him. "God you look fantastic in a tux." "Yes almost as good as those shorts" "No, not those ratty blue ones" "Bet he still has them. Don't you Spooky?" The conversation seemed to go on without a pause. The women didn't seem to expect answers and they all seemed to keep touching Mulder. "So tell us Spooky," Miller said with a leer. "how did YOU meet these lovely ladies" The five women turned on Miller as one. "What did you call him?" demanded Lady Clair. "UM, most of us call him Spooky." "No you don't. Only those of us who have slept with Fox call him Spooky, and I can guarantee YOU have not." Everyone turned to look at Mulder. He appeared to be trying to sink into the floor. "Um, yea, well.' he stammered. The women turned and gave Miller and Fitzwaren scathing looks. "He slept with you?" Miller sounded surprised. "Actually," one of the women said "he slept with all of us." All the other women nodded and stepped closer to Mulder. "He's so good," the only brunette said "He's SPOOKY" they all said in unison. The two men shot Mulder a surprised look. They looked at the women surrounding him and nodded. Then they turned and slunk off. Skinner looked at Mulder "Care to explain that, Agent?" "No." was Mulder simple reply. Scully looked at the women and then at Mulder and said " A harem of women show up claiming to be old college girlfriends and you don't want to explain?" "No" repeated Mulder. The brunette looked at Skinner and smiled. She took a step forward and said "It's all my fault." Then she turned to Scully and said "Actually we prefer the name Clan. You see at uni there was a name mix up. My name is Mitchelle. The housing office thought it was Mitchell. So they put Fox and I in the same room. That was junior year. The girls and I had all met Freshman year. For whatever reason our room became the meeting place. Probably because it was the only one with a kitchen. Slowly everyone basically moved in. One night we all had a big drink up. At 'bout four we all crawled into the bedroom and passed out on the bed. It was a giant puppy pile." she smiled remembering. "About seven am some bozo came knocking on the door. So we rolled Fox out of bed and he answered the door." Her eyes took on a far away look as she continued to remember that morning. **************** Fox padded bare foot to the door. He was bleary eyed and unshaven. He rubbed his face and opened the door. To his utter surprise the head of his department and the visiting lecturer from the FBI stood in the door way. "Mulder," his professor said "Director whohal would like to talk to you." Mulder stood back and opened the door wider. He motioned the men in with his arm. "Have a seat," he said. After they had chosen chairs Mulder sat on the couch. Several minutes latter Mulder was regretting opening the door to the two. They seemed to be interrogating him. The door to the bedroom opened and a beautiful brunette walked out. She wore only a sweatshirt which seemed to match the pink sweats Mulder had pulled on to answer the door. She blinked at the men and said "Morning Fox." and went into the kitchen. Moments latter the bedroom door opened again and another beautiful woman came out. She looked at the visitors in surprise. "Morning." she said on her way to the kitchen. The two men turned quizzical gazes on Mulder. He just shrugged and looked sheepish. As the FBI director began his questions again a beautiful blond wet from a shower, and dressed only in a towel, came out from the bedroom. "Coffee." she muttered as she bent down and kissed Mudler's cheek. "Kath's making it." Mulder replied. The FBI Director turned a by now impressed gaze on Mulder. "Just how many women do you have in your bedroom at one time Mr. Mulder?" he asked. Mulder looked at the kitchen where the three women could be seen making coffee and then at the bedroom door. "I think there are only two or three more." he replied. His two guest looked shocked. "Most impressive," the director said before he could stop himself. The brunette came into the room carrying a tray with coffee and tea. "Yeah, he's so good he's SPOOKY." *********** All the women laughed. Mulder stared at the floor looking uncomfortable. Scully glanced at the women and noticed the loving protective look on their faces. The group continued to stand there chatting and fairly soon Mulder noticed that Mitchelle was flirting fairly heavily with Skinner. He turned and made a motion with his head and the group began to wander away. Lady Clair turned to Scully. "We love Fox. He's very special. We're all so glad he found someone like you." The others nodded. Scully just smiled and turned to Mulder. "Com'on Spooky, lets dance" she said. The End