http://showmetheproof.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2010-10-03 12:08 pm
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The Graveyard, Sunday mid-morning

*riiiiiiiing* .... *riiiiiiiing* ...... *RIIIIIIING*!

It was funny, he could swear he could tell it was Scully just by how irritated the phone sounded. Mulder fumbled for his phone, and groaned as sunlight hit his eyes. "Mul-- I mean Billy. My name's Billy. Hi." Weird how he felt compelled to say that.

What the heck was he lying on?

[for me, although if you want to run into a very confused FBI agent after, that's fine too.]
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[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2010-10-03 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mulder, where the hell are you?"

Scully was standing in the middle of the hotel lobby, perturbed but relieved to findally get him on the phone when it was obvious he hadn't been back to his room last night.

[identity profile] fbismostunwantd.livejournal.com 2010-10-03 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"I..." He sat up and nearly pitched right over again, then looked around and winced. "I'm in the graveyard." He paused, events of last night coming back to him in a jumble. "I got attacked by Dracula!"

[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2010-10-03 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"You did not."

Scully started pacing, hands on hips. "Are you hungover?"

[identity profile] fbismostunwantd.livejournal.com 2010-10-03 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Scully, I swear to you, I was attacked By the WWF version of Dracula, and I-- I have bitemarks! Ow," he added, probing at them as he staggered to his feet.

[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2010-10-03 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Scully's eyeroll was nearly audible. "You went out with that vampire bartender after you agreed it would be a bad idea, didn't you? You dumbass." She growled. "Meet me at the hotel and I'll patch you up and start an I.V. as soon as you get there."

[identity profile] fbismostunwantd.livejournal.com 2010-10-03 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"It wasn't her, Scully, I'm telling you, it was Dracula, this is amazing, I thought he was a complete myth, do you know what this means? Do you?"

[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2010-10-03 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, Mulder, tell me what it means," Scully said, rolling her eyes.

[identity profile] fbismostunwantd.livejournal.com 2010-10-03 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"That together with Sherlock Holmes, Dracula is proof that this island of yours is a pan-dimensional vortex sucking in all the most notorious people in history across time! Across worlds! Across the universe! The greatest concatenation of destinies ever seen could potentially be right here going to school with you!"

[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2010-10-03 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"...."

Silence.

"Mulder? We're going to have a long talk about going off with strangers to explore graveyards when I see you," Scully said, tone steely. "And the effects of blood loss on your brain, making it even more malleable than usual. Call a rickshaw. Get to the hotel. Don't talk to anyone else. Got it?"

[identity profile] fbismostunwantd.livejournal.com 2010-10-03 06:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, yeah," Mulder said, wooziness taking some of the fire out of his argument. "You'll see. I'll prove it to you."

[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2010-10-03 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sure you will." Scully sounded utterly and completely disbelieving. "Rickshaw. Good-bye, Mulder."

*click*

[identity profile] fbismostunwantd.livejournal.com 2010-10-03 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"I will," Mulder muttered to his phone, then yawned and put on his sunglasses. Maaan. What a trip.
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