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[thewhyincision]

Excuse me. My name's Special Agent Dana Scully; I'm with the FBI. There's been reports of freak weather patterns here, and my partner and I have been sent down here to investigate them. If you have any information about the recent bizarre weather, I'd like to talk to you.

If anyone's seen Agent Mulder, I'd also like to talk to them.

((a-agent

Comments

[_overshadowed_]

Is Mr. Mulder in trouble?

[federalparanoia]

...

[_overshadowed_]

You can't blame me for hoping.

[federalparanoia]

You know, Ari. I think it's time we take our relationship to a whole new level.

[_overshadowed_]

Conversations that start like this are part of the reason I hope for your punishment, Mr. Mulder.

[federalparanoia]

She wouldn't hurt a fly.

[_overshadowed_]

You're not a fly.

[federalparanoia]

...couldn't you make me into one?

[_overshadowed_]

How would I even do that.

[federalparanoia]

Magic.

[_overshadowed_]

I can only do attack spells. Ice, lightning, and fire.

And they all hurt to do.

[federalparanoia]

*siiiiigh*

Fire me.

[_overshadowed_]

I am not setting you on fire!

[federalparanoia]

Ari, you're a very bad alien who...smells like a bad alien. And has alien hair. Whew, man, I'm being so mean. I hope you don't fire me.

[_overshadowed_]

*KICK IN THE SHIN*

[federalparanoia]

*hopping on one leg OWOW*