– Over 17 – adult, non graphic love making and naughty words
S/A, M/A and MSR
Bring it on!I will love you forever – okay maybe love is a too strong
word but hey I’ll like you a whole lot!
It is Scully’s birthday and Mulder forgets, or maybe not.There is the
appearance of a very special cake and an even more special present (and I’m not talking about Aunt Olive’s).
I would be honored, just let me know.
Disclaimer:The recognized characters are used Without Prejudice and are the property of C. Carter,
Fox and the wonderful actors who breathed life into written words, most notably G. Anderson and D. Duchovny who were able
to make us believe in the improbable.No Infringements of these copyrights are
intended, and are used here without permission.The story and before unknown
characters belongs to me.
is dedicated to all the young men in entry level positions who have crushes on some unattainable woman they worked with.
To Kim Knight, you are the best, thank you.To my Dennis for just being who you
are.To CC and Company, who created the X-Files.Lastly to the readers.
Birthday (though I played with Lifetime Guarantee and Dung Cake)
was Friday, , and Scully’s birthday
and so far ‘the bastard,’ as she now thought of him, hadn’t said one word about it the whole damned day.‘Eidetic memory my lily white ass!’
had just gone to Skinner’s office so she decided it was a good time to make an exit.She didn’t have any plans for the evening because her mom was out of town and she’d been sure Mulder would
have made some plans.Well, there was leftover homemade lasagna waiting for her
and a number of cards and presents ready to be opened.
needed to leave because she didn’t want to spoil this lousy birthday by committing homicide, even if she was sure she
would get off.All she had to do to have it declared ‘justifiable homicide,’
was to tell the jury how ‘the bastard’ came back and told her about some new case or that he wanted her to re-do
the expense forms for the Higgin’s case because Skinner just chewed on his ass about it being two weeks late.
attorney would ask, ‘the victim demanded you do his work for him and he never even bothered to wish you a happy birthday?’
sir, he has only remembered my birthday once in all the years we’ve been partners.And that was only when he thought I was going to die.”A tear would
escape and trail down her cheek.
prosecutor would stand and request that all charges be dropped.Her fantasy ended
with her being interviewed by Oprah cheered on by the audience.
smile graced her mouth but soon turned to a grimace as she remembered ‘the bastard.’
could hear him now, with that wheedling affectation he got when he dumped crap on her; “come on, Scully, you know you
are better at that stuff than I am.Finance never tosses out our claims when
you do them.All they need to do is see my signature and it goes into the shit-can.”
wouldn’t be a ‘please’ or even an ‘I’ll owe you.’No, Mulder would dump it on her ‘table,’ make his little speech then leave before she could comment.The next morning he’d be demanding the report as she walked in the door.
was pissed, he’d spent the last half hour listening to Skinner complain about the Higgin’s files and how the expense
report was still missing two weeks after the case was closed.He’d tried
to fill out the expense report but how could he explain the two trashed motel rooms?Two rooms that were not even theirs, rooms that were not located in their motel, rooms that they had not even seen
before they were trashed.He decided to let Scully have a go at it.He planned his arguments during the elevator ride to the basement and had it started as he walked into
the office.Arguments that fell on no ears because Scully was gone.Shit!
was sitting at his desk balancing a pencil between his nose and his upper lip when there was a knock.It was Denny from the mail room.“Late delivery for
Agent Scully,” the young man’s eyes took in the room hoping to get a glance at her.
Scully’s already gone.Why don’t you leave it on her desk?”
kid’s face fell a fraction.“It’s
marked fragile and perishable.Will she be back?”
was intrigued, not to mention this might be his key into getting Scully’s help with the report.“Hey, you know what?I’ll drop it off at her place.”
Agent Mulder.”He handed the package to Mulder and turned to go,
“would you do me a favor and wish her a happy birthday for me too?”
nodded as Denny’s words sunk in.His eyes jumped to his, as Scully named
it, ‘bimbos on the beach’ desk calendar, he’d forgotten to turn the page.Oh crap!They’d missed the hard won reservations he made at that
restaurant she wanted to try and it was too late to pick up the bracelet he’d gotten her.Her first birthday since they moved their relationship forward and he messed up – Big Time!
approached her door with the package in one hand and a bouquet of blush roses in the other.She opened the door wearing what he knew was her ‘comfort outfit,’ which consisted of an old pair of sweat
pants and one of her father’s old shirts.She only donned this particular
outfit when she was in a particularly bad, or as he suspected better fit this occasion, hurt mood.He was glad he’d left the Higgin’s file in the car.
birthday Scully!”Mulder pushed both hands out, “I come bearing gifts.”
full fledge, teeth flashing, gum bearing smile lit up her face and he heard her quietly say, “he remembered.”He wasn’t sure she even realized she’d said it out loud but he did know
he was the sorriest son of a bitch on the face of the earth.
went to the living room and placed the box on the table while she got a vase for the flowers.
said, “you didn’t need to give me a gift and flow . . .” she stopped suddenly as she recognized the return
address on the label.Her face fell.“You
only remembered because this got delivered didn’t you?”
nodded, “Denny said to say happy birthday for him.”It was a dumb
comment but he didn’t know what else to say.
pushed her shoulders back and looked straight ahead.“I, well, I think
you should go now, and take those with you.”Her hand pointed in the direction
of the flowers but her eyes never moved.
most certainly are. Leave now, I would like to open my presents from the people
who care about me.”
come on, please.”
you see that one over there wrapped in the Sunday comics?That is from the Gunmen,
that one over there in the blue is from my aunt Olive, that one is from my mom.”She continued to point and tell him who sent the wrapped offerings.“None
of those people are as close to me as you are, or at least as close as I thought we were.”
watched her physically sag and again he felt like crap.He got up and walked
out; getting as far as the elevator before turning around.He couldn’t
let her hurt like this, to think he’d forgotten.
re-entered Scully’s apartment without knocking and found her curled up on the couch with her arms holding her knees
to her chest with her head down.Small hitches in her breathing told him she
I didn’t forget.I made plans too.I had reservations at Tempest and a present for you, a real present, that is sitting in the shop being personalized
because it was closed when I finally got my act together.”
didn’t care about a fancy dinner or a present, all I wanted was for you to wish me a happy birthday because you remembered.”
this isn’t an excuse but a reason.You know how being out on Monday had
me screwed up all week?”She nodded as she realized where he was going,
“I thought today was Thursday and your birthday was tomorrow.”Mulder
hung his head.“I messed this one up too.I wanted to make up for all those other birthdays and I go and make it a big mess.”
felt her hand run through his hair and he looked at her.Scully had a tender
smile on her face.“You remembered, that was all I wanted.Maybe you did it in a Mulder logic sort of way but you remembered.”She drew him into a hug, “thank you.”
wasn’t quite sure what happened but he knew a reprieve when he got one and for once he wasn’t going to argue.“Maybe we can celebrate tomorrow?”
would be nice; we could call it my ‘leap birthday.’Now, let’s
find out what Charles sent me.”
started, once again, to unwrap the package Mulder brought with him.Inside the
shipping box there had been a brightly wrapped box that held a pink bakery box.Mulder
lifted it out for her and placed it on the table.Scully looked at it for a moment
and a huge smile broke out.“It can’t be!”She examined the label, “it is!Oh, Mulder, you are
in for one of the grossest, most delicious experiences of your life.”
tossed open the lid and Mulder looked inside to see a huge pile of dung, complete with flies.
a ‘Shit Cake,’” Scully announced and burst out laughing at Mulder’s expression.“Charles lives in RhinebeckNY and teaches at Hudson.He is always telling me to stop judging things by the
way they look but to dig deeper, to be more open.To illustrate it he gave me
one of these when I visited him last fall; a bakery in Kingston makes them.”
looked at the disgusting mess then back to Scully.“Oh, come now, this
from the man who sticks his bare fingers into every gross and oozing blob he encounters?”She plucked off one of the plastic flies and dipped her finger in the frosting and offered it to him.
tentatively tasted it and his eyes lit up.It was fantastic!
ate their fill while Scully opened the rest of her presents.Mulder kept up a
running commentary on each.When she got to her Aunt Olive’s she acted
a little shy and tried to push it aside but Mulder wouldn’t let her.Anything
that had Scully act like that had to be worth seeing.Mulder ripped the paper
and pushed the box to her.Scully lifted the lid and put it back on.Mulder grabbed the box and pulled out a delicate deep blue negligee trimmed with satin and a matching robe.He held it to the light and realized it was see through.He turned to Scully and her face was buried in her hands.“Every
year, she sends me something like that.”
mean there are more like this somewhere in this apartment?Have you no concept
of sharing woman?”
didn’t think they’d fit you.” She deadpanned.
slid from the couch to sit next to her.“Scully, our partnership anniversary
is next month; do you think I could have my present wrapped in this?”He
held up the gown by its thin straps and leaned in and kissed her, gently at first but quickly turning more demanding.“I’d really like to see you wearing this, and then, not wearing it.”
might be arranged, you put the cake away and I’ll be right back.”She
grabbed the gown and walked away as Mulder gaped after her.
had picked up the torn paper and stacked the presents.He put the remainder of
the cake in the fridge and saw the most beautiful sight he’d ever seen.Scully
was standing there in the confection of a nightgown, he said the only thing that came to him, “I thought this was your
birthday not mine.”
woke to see Scully watching him. “Happy leap birthday.”
thank you.”Her hands played with the covers over his body, rubbing from
shoulder to waist.“A present for me?Why thank you Mulder,” andshe ripped the covers off of him.“Oh! Mulder, it’s just what I wanted, how did you know?Let’s plug it in now,” followed moments later by chorus of dual moaning.
Mulder said breathlessly, “I personally guaranteed this present for a lifetime of use.”
. . . oh ah, I’m mean good, yeah right there, um, guarantees are soooo uh, important. Oh, God, Mulder!”Scully finally got out followed by a loud groan from Mulder.
caught his breath and kissed her over heated brow. “A gift that keeps giving
better be a promise Mulder.”
notes:I used to live in Rhinebeck and there really was (is) a bakery that made
a ‘Shit Cake.’ As gross as it looked it was by far one of the best tasting cakes I ever had the pleasure of eating.I ordered one for my, soon to be transferred, boss, we hated to see him go –
great guy!A friend told me about the cakes and when I called I stumbled over
what to call it and I said dung and the lady taking the order said ‘oh, you want a ‘shit cake!’Can you hear someone blush over the phone?If so she heard
me.You could get the cake in two sized, I got the large.It was still frozen when I picked it up at but as it thawed it looked more and more realistic.