Title: Gum and Note Passing
Summary: William and Emily both get a little taste of romance.
Author's Note: This is the fourth story I've written in this universe. I strongly suggest you read the others.
This is how the stories so far fit into the timeline for this
Friday September 28, 2007
"We're going to have to transfer him to another school," Scully moaned as they exited the principal's office.
"I think that's a slight exaggeration," Mulder responded, trying to calm his wife.
She turned around sharply to face him. "That girl is almost bald now because of that wad of bubblegum he stuck in her hair."
Mulder winced as he remembered the now spiky haircut of the small first grader who had been on the verge of crying the entire meeting. Will hadn't been much better throughout it. He seemed to have a new fixation with his shoelaces and when he answered the grown-ups' questions it was in a mumbled voice.
The principal had asked all the parents to step outside so that she could talk to the children alone. The parents waited in uncomfortable silence for ten minutes until the door to the principal's office opened.
Both children smiled weakly at each other and then ran to their parents.
"I think we've worked out the problem," the principal announced and there was a collective sigh of relief.
As they were all heading out the little girl stopped her parents and ran back to where Will was standing. She glanced up at Mulder and Scully and then quickly leaned over and pecked Will on the cheek. "See you on Monday Will." And then ran back to her parents.
Mulder and Scully exchanged shocked looks with the little girl's parents.
Will was blushing furiously and wouldn't meet his parent's gaze but they could just make out a goofy grin that flitted across his face.
Suddenly it all made sense to Mulder. "Ah, I get it."
Emily couldn't believe she'd let Sarah talk her into this.
"You were class president all through middle school. Why wouldn't you run in high school too?" Sarah had argued.
Finally Emily had conceded to at least attend the meeting to see if she wanted to go through with it.
Since her locker was near the teacher that would be leading the meeting's classroom she was one of the first ones there.
"You here for the meeting?" a boy, who looked like he was a year or two older than her, asked when she walked in.
He handed her a paper to fill out. "It'll start in about fifteen minutes."
"Thank you." She walked to a desk in the front and pulled out a book but didn't actually read more than a few sentences because she kept glancing at the boy by the door who was greeting the freshman as they walked in. There was something familiar about him.
"What do you mean you 'get it'? Please explain to me how they went from not being able to look at each other without crying to kissing."
Mulder laughed. "I have no idea how that happened."
"Then how can you 'get it'?"
Mulder walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out a can of Coke. He held another one up and offered it to Scully but she shook her head and waited for him to explain. He took a long gulp before answering. "I get the whole bubblegum fiasco."
He must have still have been expressing himself vaguely because she waved her arm in an 'and?' gesture.
"Haven't you ever seen those movies where a boy takes the girl in front of his seat's braid and dips it in an inkwell? Will has a crush on his little classmate and, being a six-year-old boy, has no idea how to express it. Well," he said remembering the farewell, "I suppose now he does."
The beginning of the meeting was about all the paperwork they were going to have to fill out if they decided to run. What signatures they were going to need. What you could put on a poster. Where you could hang posters around the school.
"Okay, now I'm going to let Luke Doggett, our junior class president, talk to you about what each job will require."
The boy who had greeted her walked up to the front of the classroom and began explaining what would be expected of them. Emily listened but only half her brain was paying attention. The other half was mulling something over.
'Luke Doggett? I know that name. Why do I know that name?'
"Isn't he supposed to think girls have cooties or maybe not even get the difference between boys and girls at the age of six?"
"Are you asking me if our little boy is precocious?" he teased lightly.
"Of course not. But just so you know, I'm not chaperoning their dates, that'll have to be you," she teased back while she walked out of the kitchen.
He followed after her. "You want me to alienate another one of our children? Emily wouldn't speak to me for a week the last time I chaperoned one of her dates."
"Mulder, you sat in-between them in the movie theatre."
When Luke finished giving them the details the teacher took over the meeting and he sat down next to Emily.
Emily was trying to forget her burning curiosity about the boy sitting next to her and listen to the teacher when a note plopped down in front of her. She glanced around to make sure no one was looking and then opened it.
That was all it said. She scribbled back a little note and covertly passed it back.
(I was that boy that taught you how to beat the pants off anyone at checkers. You've been trying to place me the entire meeting.)
(How'd you know? And when did you teach me checkers?)
(You kept looking at me funny, and when she said my name your eyebrows lifted and then they knitted together. As for the other, I taught you when we were in daycare together.)
(That was you?)
"Well if there aren't anymore questions you guys are free to go home," the teacher announced. A wave of sound filled the classroom as all the students who had remained silent the entire meeting began talking all at once and began filing out the door.
Mulder and Scully were reading over a report of strange lights in the northwest when Will came walking into the room. He climbed onto his mother's lap and curled into her.
"Hey buddy," Mulder said and reached over and ruffled his hair. "How you doing?"
"I'm sorry I got in trouble today mommy and daddy."
Scully looked down at her son. "Well, we don't want you to do it again but it's okay."
"So you want a rematch?"
Emily turned around at the sound of Luke's voice and tried to contain her smile. "I don't know... I haven't played in a while."
"Hmm, well that is a problem. Maybe we should do something else then. You like movies?"
"Sounds good to me."
Author's note: Thanks to Cathey for beta reading this.