From: alex@fred.net ()
Newsgroups: alt.tv.x-files.creative
Subject: NEW: YOUR GUESS (1/1)
Date: 28 Dec 1995 03:54:58 GMT


 Hello.  I'm back.  This is yet another really short story that has 
absolutely no reason for being here, but has been bothering me for a long 
time.  Maybe, someone out there can answer my question, but until then, 
i'll just write this little short story about it.  
	No infringement intended, copyrights belong to Chris Carter and 
Ten Thriteen Productions...blah blah blah...hope i'm not stepping on any 
toes, sprry if i do.  Enjoy...

	YOUR GUESS

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	Sculyl and Mulder stood quietly in the lunchline, waiting for 
their turn to get food.  It had been yet another long boring dasy filled 
with endless hours of paperwork.  Nothing new was happening.  No alien 
chases, no government conspericies to uncover.  No killers on the loose 
that knew how to strech their way out of a situation.  Everything seemed 
so boring now.
	Finally, the line moved, and scully held out her tray.  The lady 
standing behind the small bar looked at Scully and smiled.  She 
remembered when she had been that young.  Totally wrinkled free.  But she 
wasn't any longer.  It must be form the food, she thought, looking dow at 
the greesy food.  She spooned out a peice of meat and let it slide onto 
Scully's tray.  Then, she did the same for Mulder.  She smiled again as 
they walked off.
	Dana grabbed a water bottle and paid for her meal.  Slowly, she 
walked to a table and sat down,soon joined by Mulder.  He looked at her, 
then his food, then back at her.  "So, what do you think they put in it 
this time?"
	Scully looked at her food and frowned.  "I think it just moved."
	"Wouldn't surprise me," he said with a small grin.  
	"What do you think it is?" 
	"I'm not sure I want to know."
	"Look.  Is that a leg," Sculyl mumbled, poking the greyish mass 
with her spoon.  "I think it's smiling at me."
	"Hmmmm," Mulder mumbled.  "I think you're right."
	Scully sat quiet for a while before she looked up at Mulder and 
blurted out, "Mulder, what's spam made of?"
	"What?"
	"You know, that gross stuff they sell you in a can.  They call it 
Spam.  What exactly is that stuff?"
	"You know what?  I'm not too sure I kow what it is either."
	They both sat still, looking at thier food and frowning.  "Mulder?"
	"Yeah," Mulder said while poking his food.
	"Do you htink this...food, is safe to eat?"
	"I'm not sure.  But, I think my food just winked at me."
	Sculyl burst out with laughter.  When she couls finally breath 
again, she looked at him and smiled.  "Maybe it's an X-File."
	"Yeah, I can see it now.  'Mulder, what the hell is this?'  
'Well, sir, it's the latest X-File.  We've given up the search to find 
out what Spam is.'"
	Sculyl smiled and took a big gulp of water.  "I know I'm going to 
regret this later, but what do yuo say we go out and hit a fast food joint?"
	"I'd say it would be better then trying to decide if this stuff 
was still alive."
	Scully and Mulder got up and dumped their food.  "Did you hear 
that?" Scully asked.
	"What?"
	"The food.  I think it just said 'ouch'."
	"Weird," Mulder mumbled.  "Come on. I kow a great place that will 
clog up your artaries in one meal,:" he smiled.
	"Oh joy."
	They walked away, never really knowing what they had been served 
for lunch that day.  Not really wanting to know what they had been served.

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	Okay, does that remind you of wghat they used to serve you at 
school or what?  nyway, i would really like to knwo what spam is.  So, if 
anyone out there knows what ti is, could you e0-mail me and tell me.  I 
have not met anyone yet who knew.  Maybe it is an X-File...:)

						saGe-