1.85.5 Kick Something
"It's no use, Mulder. That thing is broken." Scully sat on the foot of the bed, hands braced by her sides. "I bet it hasn't been touched in decades," she added, gesturing towards Mulder, and subsequently, the old record player he was fussing with.
He glanced over his shoulder at her. "Oh ye of little faith," he said as he turned back to the offending item. He fussed with it a little, turned a couple knobs and then set the needle on the record. Nothing.
Scully cocked her trademark eyebrow, but said nothing. Mulder gave the stand a swift kick and then laid down on the bed, one arm tucked behind his head. As soon as he had he gotten comfortable, the record player sluggishly came to life. Bing Crosby started crooning 'White Christmas", filling the small room with his distinct voice. Scully turned around and looked at Mulder, impressed.
He shrugged. "And you thought I couldn't do it."
Character: Dana Scully
Fandom: The X-Files
Word Count: 167
He glanced over his shoulder at her. "Oh ye of little faith," he said as he turned back to the offending item. He fussed with it a little, turned a couple knobs and then set the needle on the record. Nothing.
Scully cocked her trademark eyebrow, but said nothing. Mulder gave the stand a swift kick and then laid down on the bed, one arm tucked behind his head. As soon as he had he gotten comfortable, the record player sluggishly came to life. Bing Crosby started crooning 'White Christmas", filling the small room with his distinct voice. Scully turned around and looked at Mulder, impressed.
He shrugged. "And you thought I couldn't do it."
Character: Dana Scully
Fandom: The X-Files
Word Count: 167