Disclaimer:Nope, don't own 'em.
Fandom:X Files
Pairing:M/K kinda. It's hard to explain.
Rating:R
Archive:You want it, you got it.
Summary:Emails, that about sums it up.
This has been written for Elaine's birthday. I know
it's horribly late, please forgive me.
Category:Humour, utter nonsense
No computers or Internet servers were hurt in the
making of this fanfic.
I
[email protected]:Hi there, it's me again. Needed to talk to you
[email protected]:What do you want?
[email protected]:I have some more information for you.
[email protected]:What about?
[email protected]:Can't tell you now, need to meet you tonight.
[email protected]:How do I know it's not a trap?
[email protected]:Will you do me a favour and get your fucking head out of your ass!
[email protected]:I'd have to have my head up my ass to trust you ratboy.
[email protected]:Do you want this info or not?
[email protected]:Yeah, I do. Where do you want to meet?
[email protected]:Your place, midnight.
II
[email protected]:Where the fuck were you last night?
[email protected]:Couldn't risk it, your place was being watched.
[email protected]:Ole smoky?
[email protected]:Who else.
[email protected]:So what now?
[email protected]:I disappear for awhile, wait till the coast is clear then
we try again.
[email protected]:No way you ratbastard, you are not sneaking off on me, not
again. You have info and I want it. Is that clear?
[email protected]:As crystal.
[email protected]:We'll meet again tonight. Be at my apartment and don't be late.
III
[email protected]:What the hell happened last night?
[email protected]:We fucked, that's what happened.
[email protected]:But how...why?
[email protected]:Well let me sit you down on my knee and tell you about the
birds and bees.
[email protected]:Cut the crap!
[email protected]:Touchy today aren't we.
[email protected]:Fuck you.
[email protected]:Actually it was me doing the fucking if I recall correctly.
[email protected]:Alex I swear...
[email protected]:You weren't swearing last night Foxy. Screaming in ecstasy
yes, swearing no.
[email protected]:I am going to kick your ass.
[email protected]:Damn, and here I was hoping that you would eat it instead.
[email protected]:You are full of it Alex.
[email protected]:See you tonight?
[email protected]:Hell yeah.
IV
[email protected]:What did you do to me last night? My ass is so sore I can barely sit down.
[email protected]:Can I help it if us rats are well hung.
[email protected]:I saw it Alex, trust me, it wasn't that impressive.
[email protected]:Then why are you the one complaining of a sore ass?
[email protected]:Fox?
[email protected]:No answer huh?
[email protected]:Okay, okay... you're well hung. Happy now?
[email protected]:Foxybaby, you have made my day...possibly even my week.
[email protected]:Don't call me that!
[email protected]:I have more information for you.
[email protected]:Let me guess, you need to see tonight so you can deliver it to me. Right?
[email protected]:Yup.
[email protected]:See you tonight then.
V
[email protected]:Okay, okay, I admit, you made the world rock, not to mention the fucking bed, which by the way will never be the same again. How the hell did you do that...thing that you did last night anyway?
[email protected]:What thing?
[email protected]:You know Alex, that thing.
[email protected]:Ohhh, THAT thing. Trade secret sweetheart.
[email protected]:Well you still owe me a new bed.
[email protected]:I'm flat broke so how do you intend to collect?
[email protected]:In trade so get your ass over here now ratslut.
[email protected]:I love it when you talk dirty Foxy. Where are you now?
[email protected]:At home, where do you think? At work? It's Saturday remember.
[email protected]:I thought you might have been in Skinner's office having that cute little butt of yours reamed by the big guy.
[email protected]:That's your fantasy, not mine.
[email protected]:Sure as shit is Foxy. Now turn your computer off, strip and get into your bedroom. I want that ass of yours lubed and waiting for me by the time I get there.
[email protected]:Yes sir!
mldr1013@aol:Walter, it's me.
[email protected]:Yes Fox, what's up?
[email protected]:Can you come over to my apartment in about half an hour? I have a surprise waiting for you.
[email protected]:Does this involve a certain rodent? Green eyes, black hair?
[email protected]:Sure does.
[email protected]:Be right over.
The End?