A/N: So I've wanted to get back into xf fanfic for a while now and I decided that a small drabble series would be the perfect way to do that, so I asked my tumblr followers to send me prompts/requests and now I'm beginning to work my way through them. My first one came from tumblr user liver-and-chianti, they requested "Mulder as a fox like in all that gorgeous fanart". The fan art they refer to is that of other tumblr user, tumblebuggie. I highly recommend their art, it is stunning, and they do sell prints... Anyway, I've still got four or five more of these coming up, so stay tuned, I will be adding them as chapters to this. If you have a request for a drabble send me a message!
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A Woman and Her Fox
"Ma'am? Uh-" the hostess of the restaurant, Karen according to her name tag, was feeling a little flustered, no one had ever tried to bring in pets before, let alone a fox.
"Yes?" asked the woman, as if she had no idea what was so strange.
"Look, uh, I hate to break it to you, but-"
"If you're worried about my fox", the woman interrupted, "I can assure you he's quite well behaved", she glanced down at him and flashed a quick smile. "And if you're worried about the rest of the customers, well", she made a sweeping gesture to highlight the lack of business at 3 in the afternoon.
"Yeah okay I see your point", the hostess conceded, "but we got health codes and stuff. I need this job, I'm not about to get fired because of you and your damn fox." The fox whimpered as though he knew he was being spoken of. Karen felt bad. "Maybe you could just leave him outside while you eat?"
The woman looked amused at the suggestion and gave the fox a playful nudge. "I probably should-" her fox whimpered again, louder, "but he would be lonely I suppose." She rolled her eyes.
"Sorry then", Karen said, trying to sound as sincere as possible.
The woman shrugged. "It's fine." She looked down at her fox, "come on Mulder, I'll buy you some food from the grocery store." They turned to leave, but Karen called after them.
"Wait now, what's his name?"
The woman turned and offered up a smirk, "Mulder. Fox Mulder". She and her fox strode out of the building, leaving Karen without an opportunity to remark on the strangeness.
A little while later the woman could be seen leaving a local grocery store with a deli sandwich in one hand and a bag of sunflower seeds in the other.