This isn't 100 lines of smut... it's a fragment that's been cluttering up my 
harddrive for about three years, now. So, let it clutter up someone's 
in-box, I say!

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TITLE: Red Snatch
AUTHOR: Wylfcynne
E-MAIL ADDRESS: Wylfcynne@aol.com 
SPOILERS: none
RATING: R for some language
CLASSIFICATION: MSR 
SUMMARY: would be longer than the piece. Read it, instead!

DISCLAIMER: They certainly aren't mine; if they were, they'd be having more 
fun, and I'd have more money! I'm just borrowing Fox and Dana for some fun 
and games...I promise I'll bring them back on time and unharmed... and they 
won't remember a thing... 

FEEDBACK: the Wylf howls at the moon for feedback...

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Red Snatch by Wylfcynne


"Hey, Mulder! Is Scully a natural redhead? Is her snatch red, too?"

Mulder regarded Agent Hansen calmly, all too aware that the entire FBI 
cafeteria was listening to this exchange, and desperately grateful that 
Scully was not here, yet.

"I wouldn't know," he replied and turned away, hoping to end it.

Hansen wouldn't let it lie, however. "C'mon, Mulder! Share with the class! 
You gotta be jumpin' her bones...! You two been locked up in that basement 
together for years...!"

Mulder ignored him.

"What, are you queer or something? Or is she a lesbo?"

He couldn't let that slide. Mulder smiled a slow, angelic smile. "I'm not 
gay, and neither is she."

"So? Is her snatch red, nor not?"

Mulder was turning back, so he could watch Hansen's face, when he caught 
sight of Scully standing frozen in the doorway. From her expression, he was 
certain she was debating which man to shoot first. He hid a smile.

"I'll never know, Hansen," Mulder sighed theatrically, letting his gaze slip 
over Scully as if he had not seen her there.

"I knew it!" Hansen crowed. "The bitch has bigger balls than you do, doesn't 
she, Mulder?"

Mulder spread his hands. "I'm colorblind. Sorry." 

With that Mulder simply walked away, joining Scully at the door and escorting 
her away from the attention of the vulgar, his hand at the small of her back, 
as usual.

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Blesséd Be with Peace!
Linda <|:-D
"Ne-he-mah" 
During WW2 this was the Navajo code-talkers' word for 
America.
It means "our mother."
***
"God may have mercy on these terrorists, 
but we will not. We will not."
---Senator John McCain
19 September 2001
***
"We are Americans. We don't walk around terrified."
---Secretary of State Colin Powell
12 September 2001
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