Title: Scary Movie

Author: S J Smith

Rating: K+

Summary: All Dana wants to do is watch a scary movie. Is that too much to ask?

Disclaimer: If I owned any of this, I wouldn't be living in Boxtown.

"This is so unbelievable." Mulder flapped a hand at the screen.

Curling up more tightly, throw pillow in her arms, Dana said, "Shut up, Mulder."

"But it's stupid! I mean, serial killers exist, I know they do, you know they do, but this, this," he gestured at the screen again, at the hockey mask-wearing villain. "This is ridiculous!"

"Just because it's not Hunting Bigfoot," Dana said sharply, "doesn't mean it's ridiculous." She paused. "I cannot believe that just came out of my mouth."

"It did," Mulder said, giving her a long once-over.

"Stop looking at me like that, Mulder." Dana squirmed a little, uncomfortable with his stare.

"So," Mulder said, turning away from her and to the television again. "Do fantasy serial killers do something for you, Scully?"

She narrowed her eyes at him. "What do you mean by that, Mulder?"

"Just that most women, when they invite men to see scary movies with them, are expecting something." He grinned, leaning closer. "What exactly are you expecting, Scully?"

Dana planted her hand into Mulder's leer and shoved him away. "Popcorn. A movie. Watch the movie, Mulder. And no touching."

"Aww," Mulder whined, and flopped back into the couch. "You're no fun, Scully."

She popped a few pieces of popcorn into her mouth and chewed them deliberately. "Yeah, that's what all the boys say."

Mulder's stare spoke louder than all his words put together.

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