From: ephemeral@ephemeralfic.org Date: Tue, 2 Nov 1999 20:12:19 -0600 Subject: REP - Viva Las Vegas by Randi Source: direct Reply To: danasdds@yahoo.com Tittle: Viva Las Vegas Author: Randi E-mail: danasdds@yahoo.com Rating: PG-13 Spoilers: Three of a Kind Disclaimer: They are not mine, they are 1013's creation, I just borrowed them. Summary: Remember the LGM? They just return from Las Vegas and are planning an excuse on why they used Mulder's voice to bring Scully to Las Vegas. Enjoy it! Feedback will be greatly appreciated. Viva Las Vegas by Randi They were going to return home without hitting the jackpot, without a quarter in their pockets. Byers gave a last look to the hotel where he was finally kissed by the woman of his dreams. Suddenly, his dream was interrupted by Frohike. "Oh, my God! What we are going to tell Mulder?" "Leave it to Byers, he was the one who called Scully." Langly was placing their luggage in the trunk of the car. "Sure, but we need to know before he calls. You know Mulder. We are talking here about his hot girl." "C'mon guys, let me analyze this first. Yes, I'm responsible." Byers returned to reality. "Sure you are. Thank God. I recognized her laugh at the bar." "Gee, Frohike, I lost the opportunity. Imagine what would have done Mulder if he was really here and found Scully in a bar surrounded by those dirty guys." "Yes, Langly. Byers should be giving thanks that Scully was groggy when he called her. Poor party girl, no matter what time it is, she is ready for Mulder." "Frohike!" "Oh, Byers, don't start again." "Frohike is right. You were there in the room when Scully was talking in her sleep." "You are right. We need to discuss this first. Ah, nobody answer the cell phones until we have a plan." They arrived at the headquarters late in the afternoon. Langly checked their answering machine. No message from Mulder. "Hey, Frohike. You left Scully alone at the airport." "What you wanted me to do? Wait for Mulder? What if he showed up?" "Guys, let's work on our plan." "Sure, Byers, let's see what you have in mind. Frohike, could you fix some huevos rancheros'?" "I'm hungry too, Langly. Byers, just start with your plan while I'm at the kitchen." "First thing, let's rewind the tape." Langly and Byers sat at the small kitchen table. Mulder's voice from the tape interrupted their silence. "Hey, guys, this woman is drooling for Mulder." Langly said with a BIG smile on his face. "Yeah, when she is sleepy she drools for him; when she is fully awaken she shoots him. Ja!" "C'mon, Frohike!" "Is the truth. You know how he handles the conversation with her right here. I still don't understand how he fixed things with her." "Three Stooges..." "Well, Langly, if we are the Three Stooges, she is Betty Boop, with those red-hot lips." "Shut up, guys, we are working a plan here, aren't we?" "I told you, Byers, if she knows about this she's gonna kick our asses and after that I will not have the opportunity to admire the beauty of her hot lips." "Kiss me, fire lips, kiss me." "Stop that, Langly." "Okay, guys, let's see what happened next." Byers pointed at Langly. "You first." "Well, while Frohike was on his duties, Scully arrived at the hotel." "And the first thing she said." Frohike said from the kitchen. "Where's Agent Mulder. I've been trying to call him?" They laugh after the three of them said Scully's line at the same time. "You think she bought your line about Mulder's phone's messed up, Langly?" Langly gave Frohike a I don't know her' look and continue. "Then we saw security personnel with Jimmy and in a matter of seconds he was a pancake on the middle of the street." "Langly, what's your opinion of hot lips at work. Does she look hot in those blue pants?" "Oh, Frohike, she is very professional. She asked me if I wanted to be there. Of course, I wanted to be there looking at Jimmy's death body, in a pool of blood. You can't believe this, blood all around the place. It was a cool short experience. You know guys, she even asked me to help her. Poor Scully, it was too much for her. She got a little queasy and took a header." "I don't believe that hot lips could be affected so easily, Langly. Apparently she was injected while you were not there. By the way, Langly, were was you?" "Me?" "Yes, Langly, you..." "Well, me... I was in the bathroom, she asked to, to bring her some water. Yes, some water." "Then, what happened?" "I thought she has been around Mulder too long. She called me "Cutie" and Voila! the autopsy was over. She is fast. She really knows her business." "What happened next?" "She took off her gloves, I asked for a medical opinion, but she started pushing the table. It was weird." "It must have been the first effect of the drug." Byers broke his silence. "Imagine Scully and her medical opinion, clapping hands loudly while screaming beeeeeeeeeep!'. This woman is perfect for Mulder. After that, she tried to push the table again and slipped to the floor again. I think she was kind of wild at med. school. " "And what else happened with the scrumptious Agent Scully?" "Oh, Frohike, she said she had something important to do and left." "Okay, guys, next thing we know is that she was in the bar, your turn Melvin." "Anyone for huevos rancheros?" The three of them sat at the kitchen table to enjoy Frohike's famous huevos rancheros. "...and there she was, laughing..." "Laughing! This is the part that I like the most." "Could you let me continue with my part, Langly?" "Pass me the salt, Langly. Frohike these huevos rancheros are delicious." "As I was saying before the interruption, she was laughing and surrounded by a hoard of men. Obviously, she was having fun for a while. Well, it was then that she slowly, and in a very seductive way, rubbed her tiny, delicate hand, on my humble head..." "Hey, Frohike, are you dreaming with hot lips again?" "What? Oh! Oh! Oh! Over my death body if you tell anything to Mulder. Okay. This guy offered her a cigarette and I went on panic mode. At first, I thought she was drunk and I remembered that she did not smoke. She, er, very seductively leaned and removed the, er, a cigarette from the pack with, er, her hot red lips." "Frohike, are you okay? You are sweating." "I'm okay, Byers. It was then that I told her that she did not smoke and she did not pay any attention to me. Er, with the cigarette between those hot red lips she asked if anyone had a match. Boy, you have to see all those dandies, in less than a second she had dozens of lights pop in front of her. And those same hot red lips said the words. Jesus!" "What words, Melvin?" " I just can't decide who lights my fire.' Guys, I was furious like hell with those dandies. They were even asking her if she liked penthouses. Just imagine what would have happened if I was not there." "All because of you, Byers." "Langly, could you let Frohike ends his part." "Hey, it is the truth!" "Calm down, boys. There was a tall man, the same one who offered the cigarette that told her that they could have been stardust to which she said Maybe next time' and slapped him on his ass." "Remember what Susanne said about the shot. It promotes suggestibility." "Yes, Langly, and Scully will have ended having sex with a bunch of government guys against her will, all because she was under the effects of the drug." "All because of your incredible idea, Byers." "I know, and I feel bad for that." "Well, at least Frohike arrived on time." "Yes, but guys, imagine if it was Mulder the one who arrived while she was under the effects of the drug. Maybe Scully smokes and we have no idea. I can take off of my memories those hot lips with a cigarette between them." "Or maybe she is a closet bimbo and Mulder has no idea." "Langly, Mulder has no idea what is waiting for him behind those hot red lips." "Is your turn, Byers. What did she say in "her dreams," something about Mulder, ah? "I couldn't believe what I saw, Melvin. She was laughing, grinning, and giggling. I have to admit that I loved when she grabbed your ass, Melvin." "Oh, sure, I was totally aroused." "If you were aroused, imagine what could have done it to Mulder." They laughed at Byers's joke... "It has been so difficult for him to convince her, he needs only one shot with that gun, and she will be the way she wants her to be." "Langly, I think he prefers it the old way." "Are you going to let me finish? This anoetic histamine that was injected to her was responsible for her behavior, as you well know. Susanne said that what we saw was just a potential side-effect. Anoetic histamine impedes higher brain functions and promotes suggestibility. Mind control. Brainwashing." "That's why she forgot the results of the autopsy." "And the guys at the bar knew that she could be the party girl at the penthouse." "Exactly." Langly and Frohike looked at each other. "After you left the room, I stayed a few more minutes with Sussane. It was then that Scully began sleep talk." "And what did her red-hot lips say?" "Mulder..." The three of them said at the same time. "Exactly. She was whispering his name. I thought she needed some privacy, so I left the room." "Oh, Mulder! How easy it could be for you if you only open your eyes a little bit wider. Hey, guys, did you notice how she was dressed, not typical of her." "Yes, I noticed that too, Frohike." "Maybe when Byers called her, she thought that it was her opportunity to seduce Mulder without even knowing that she will be injected. Poor party girl, she was surprised when I called her that." "Finally, guys, what are we going to tell Mulder." Byers was expecting an answer from his friends. "The truth." "And what is the truth, Frohike." "Well, let say, a partial truth, we skip the part of the party girl. Anyway, she does not remember anything." "That's fine with me." "Hey, more huevos rancheros?" The End.