From: ephemeral@ephemeralfic.org
Date: 25 Oct 2001 03:03:26 -0000
Subject: Man to Man Talk V by Girlie_girl7
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Title: Man to Man Talk V
Author: Girlie_Girl7
Date: 10-13-01
Rating: G
Summary: Mulder talks to his son.
Type: Baby FF
Distribution: Spread the word far and wide.
Disclaimers: Fox owns them, lock, stock and William.
Notes: Big hug thanks to FoxfireX. Oh and I'm not a 9er.


"Scully you just don't understand. It's not a guy 
thing it's a kid thing." Mulder says as he watches 
Scully fold clothes.

"Mulder don't whine."

"But Scully, it's our first time. I don't want to miss it."

"I thought you said it was a kid thing." Scully gives him
'the look', as she continues to fold clothes. 

Mulder moves behind Scully and wraps his lanky frame 
around hers. He folds his arms around her waist and rests 
his chin on her shoulder. He breathes softly on her neck.
Scully is starting to crumble and he knows it. He learned 
months ago that he did have his own form of retaliation for
'the look'. He called it 'the squeeze' and he knew he could 
turn Scully into butter. Okay, it was a hard little stick 
of butter but it was butter just the same.

"Mulder for the last time, you are not dressing our son
up as the avenger of death. If he has to go, he can go as a kitty."

Mulder pulled back and leaned against the table.
"A kitty! What's the fun in that."

This time he was whining but.
 

~Fox Mulder is going trick or treating.~


Mulder sat in the late afternoon light, rocking his son.
"Will, mom says we can go trick or treating. You'll like that."
Will stares intently at his foot.
"But a kitty! Will you don't want to be a kitty do you?"
Will has moved from staring at his foot to drooling down 
his chin. Mulder wipes the little boys face, "You're just
like your mother."

"Guys do not go trick or treating as kitties. They go 
as the avenger of death or vampires."
Mulder looks down into Will's mouth. "A vampire will
have to wait until you actually have some teeth. 
Vampires don't gum their victims necks.
Will reaches up and touches Mulder's lips. Mulder 
gently bites the tiny fingers.

"Even a cowboy or a ghost but not a kitty. What fun
is Halloween if you can't scare the shi. stuffin's 
out of old ladies. Huh Will."

Will rubs' his nose with the back of his hand 
and looks intently at Mulder.

"I'll try to talk to mom for you, but you know she is 
one determined woman; must be the Scully genes. You 
won't be hard headed will you." Mulder holds Will out 
and inspects him. "You'll have my even temperment, good
 nature and fine disposition." Mulder grins at his son.

Will just chews on his fingers as he squirms in 
Mulder's arms. Mulder cradles the little boy to him.
"But really Will, a kitty! Being a kitty is not a guy thing."

Mulder leans down and grabs a toy duck. "Chew on 
this buddy; give those fingers a break."
Will grabs' the duck and immediately puts it into his mouth.

"There's one thing you won't be going as and that's an alien."
Mulder shivers. "I've had my fill of those guys and so has mom."

Will drops' the duck, Mulder replaces it with his 
finger, as he clamps down on it. 
"Easy buddy, that hurts. I don't know how mom feeds 
you with a bite like that. I guess when you love someone 
as much as mom loves you, a little pain is okay."

Will stretches out his long fingers to tug at Mulder's 
watch. "You wanna go as a pick pocket Will? Sorry mom 
won't go for that."

Will lets out a long string of what Mulder has come
to call 'baby profanity'.

"Okay, okay I'll ask her. It sure beats being a kitty."

Mulder sits Will up a little higher in his arms.

"You could go as your favorite super hero, 'Special
Agent Fox Mulder of the F.B.I.'." Mulder says in an 
authoritative voice. "I'm not sure I can find a suit 
in your size and there is no way moms gonna let you 
start packin' heat."

Will lets' out a large yawn and puts his thumb in
his mouth. "Okay buddy let's sleep on it."

Mulder moves to the couch where Scully finds 
them both, sound asleep. 

      ~Two Weeks Later~

"Mulder lets go home. I'm tired and I need to 
feed Will some proper food, not that sugary 
concoction you've been slipping him."

Mulder looks over his shoulder at Will sitting 
passively in his car seat kicking his foot.

"Alright Scully, there's just one more place 
I want to stop at."

Scully moans as she realizes where they're headed. 
"Mulder, do we have to go there?"

"Come on Scully, the guys will love this." Mulder
says as he pulls up to the lair of the Lone Gunman.

"Okay but let's make it fast. I know one trick 
or treater who's bushed and it isn't Will."

Mulder opens the back door and unbuckles Will,
 lifting him from the car seat.
"Okay buddy, these guys are my friends so don't
be scared. Remember they dress this way all the time."

Scully's already rapping on the door. "Is anyone
gonna let us in?"

"Hold your horses." Frohike yells from the other side.

Just as it opens, Mulder yells, "Trick or treat!"

Frohike and Byers gather around as Mulder
and Scully bring Will in.

Frohike laughs, "Hey look, Will's a kitty."

Will has orange and black swirls on his pajamas
and little black ears on his head. Scully has 
painted whiskers on his cheeks with eye liner. 
He also has a long tail that he is presently chewing on.

"He's not a kitty! He's a man eating Bengal
Tiger." Mulder huffs.

"Looks like a kitty to me. Frohike laughs.

"Work with me here guys." Mulder laments.

"Mulder has gotten his ego bruised." Scully says.

Just then Langley appears from the back.
"It's a man eating Bengal Tiger," he gasps.

"Save it Langley." Mulder says dejectedly.

"Sorry dude, I was just trying to help."

"Looks like Will's out of luck, Mulder. We don't 
get many trick or treaters down here." Byers' says.

"Not so fast." Langley says as he disappears into 
the bedroom. Emerging seconds later with a small
box. Frohike's mouth drops open,
"No! Not those."

"Oh chill Fro., you have plenty left."

"You'd better be sure or you'll be making a
Peep run tonight."

Mulder and Scully look questionly at Frohike.

Byers interjects, "It not what you think. He's
addicted to those sugar coated marshmallow
candies called 'Peeps'."

"So what if I am." Frohike grumps as he grabs 
the box of pumpkin shaped Peeps from Langley.
"Besides they go great with rum."

Frohike opens up the pack and offers one to Will.

Will slowly extends his hand and takes
the candy as Scully smiles at him.
Like everything else, Will immediately 
stuffs it into his mouth. Scully takes the candy
from him and pulls off a smaller piece, giving
it back to him.

Will wallows' it around in his mouth and 
swallows it. He reaches out for more. 

The guys all laugh.

Will's Scully-blue eyes grow wide at the noise
and he grins. Mulder beams at the little boy he holds.

"Will, you've got good taste." Frohike says.



Mulder straps a very sleepy baby into his car
seat and quietly shuts the door.
Scully looks back to check on Will as he nods 
off with his tail gripped in one tiny fist.

As they drive off into the night, Scully unbuckles
and scoots over next to Mulder, wrapping her
hands around his arm, she softly says, "When we get 
home you can show me just what a tiger you can be."
Mulder looks at her and grins as she sqeezes his arm.

All that can be seen are the tail lights 
disappearing over the hill. 
"Scully, you think next Halloween he can 
go as the avenger of death?"

       ~The End~