From: Denise Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 15:58:26 -0500 Subject: NEW: Undercover Horror Continues (1/1) Undercover Horror... or Fun (1/1) Author: Denise Schoppe Email: thistown99@hotmail.com Spoilers: Arcadia, Anasazi Keywords: Humor (Well I tried.) Rating: G Archive: Anywhere as long as my name & e-mail addey are attached Summary: Mulder and Scully go undercover in an elementary school. Mulder POV this time. Disclaimer: Dana Scully and Fox Mulder are the property of Chris Carter, 20th Century Fox and 1013 Productions. The characters have been used without permission for purely non-profit entertainment purposes only. No copyright infringement is intended. Author Notes: This is a sequel to "Undercover Horror" that I posted on May 8. I had so many requests for another one that I was compelled to continue the story. You don't have to have read the other story to understand this one, nor do you have to read this one to understand that one. Although reading both will make each one more fun. I hope you enjoy it. ===================== I can't believe I made it here alive. Last night, when I told Scully I was to be principal in this undercover case, I though she might pull her gun out and shoot me again. It's not my fault Skinner though two new teachers would be too suspicious. I haven't seen her today. The secretary is supposed to take me around to meet all the teachers later. Miss Fox. I can't believe she chose that as her name. She said she wanted to pick her own name. Miss FOX?!? "Well, Mulder, they didn't exactly give me a lot of time to think about it," she said when I found out her undercover name. "Your name was on the sheet of paper and it was the first thing I could think of." Unfortunately, part of our agreement was that in the next undercover case she got to pick BOTH of our names. Mr. Gray. Very funny, Scully. "You would prefer Mr. Spooky? Besides, with your fascination with Grays that I though that, well, if the shoe fits." It fits like a glove, too. I should do this for a living. If I'd known that being an elementary school principal was so easy, I guess I'd never have agreed to do this. I can't investigate too freely from in here. These four walls tell me nothing. I bored! So here I sit, feet on the desk throwing pencils at the ceiling. I'd go bug Scully if I knew where her room is. "Mr. Gray?" "Uh yes?" My secretary really needs to learn how to knock. "Miss Fox sent a student down to see you." "Miss Fox? Oh OK. Send him in." "Jeffery? Go right in." The kid in front of me seems normal. He must be a suspect if Scully sent him in here. "Hello... Jeffery is it? Why did Miss Fox send you down here?" "I don't know." "You don't know? Certainly she didn't send you down here for no reason whatsoever." "I don't know." Even my psychology training hasn't prepared me for this one. How can I get this kid to talk to me? "Mr. Gray?" When did she come in here? I need to put a bell on that secretary. "Yes?" "Miss Fox sent a note with him saying she'd be down here in a little while to discuss this boys punishment for what he has done." "Did she say what he did?" "No." Great. Thanks Scully. "OK. Thank you. Send her in as soon as she arrives." I turn back to the boy sitting in front of me. His spiky hair and curious, yet challenging, expression only add to my frustration with the situation. "You can't just go around causing problems for everyone." "Why?" "It makes people's days more complicated then they already are." "Why?" "If you help things go smoothly, everyone is happier." "Why?" "It's a fact of life." "Why?" "Well there are these people who live very complicated lives. They claim that it is for the good of all the people. Instead, they just cause tension and so to balance out their tension, people like you have to make life simpler for all." "Why?" "I don't know. It sounded good didn't it?" "Not really." "Oh. Well, why did you do that caused Miss Fox to send you to me." "I don't know." "You're doing it again." "Doing what?" "Making life complicated." "I'm sorry." "It's all right." We sit and stare at each other. Before long we have an intense staring contest underway. Neither of us willing to break the gaze first. We both jump when there is a knock at the door. "Yes?" Scully walks through the door. "Miss Fox, why did you send Jeffery down here? He won't tell me." "I find that hard to believe." "Excuse me?" "You haven't figured out why he is here?" I stare at Scully. Not her too. If I don't get a straight answer soon, I might scream. A girlie scream, at that. "Jeffery, would you please go sit outside. I need to discuss this situation with Miss Fox." The kid shrugs and walks out the door. I turn to Scully who has moved to take the seat Jeffery vacated. "Scully, what is this about? Does this have to do with the case?" "No." "What then?" "I don't know." "You don't know?! You can't just send a kid to the principal's office for no reason." "Why?" "That's a rule." "Whose rule?" "My rule." "Why?" "Because I am the principal." "Why?" "Because Skinner said so." "Why?" "Because - oh wait. I know why you sent him down here." Scully begins to smile. "He only gives one or two word responses to anything and everything. Either that or he won't give a straight answer." "You get a `You're GREAT' sticker, Mulder." FINISHED Well was it pretty good? I absolutely LOVE feedback. I hope it was semi-funny. I tried. The idea had me chuckling all day at school today. I hope my thoughts came across OK on paper.