Title: The Mad Hatter and The Queen of Hearts
Summary: What do you get when you cross a cat, a snowman, Halloween, Alice in Wonderland and an enchanted frog? I don't know. Maybe you can tell me. :o)
Note: In answer to a True Blue Challenge A cat. A baby picture of one of your characters. An "Alice In Wonderland" experience (walk through a mirror, talking animals, ect.) Characters baking cookies together. A snowman. A Halloween costume. An enchanted frog.
Another Note: Since this is my very first fic and very first post ever, I want to thank Lynn for being such a big help as my very first beta reader. You are the best, babe. Thanks for your patience and the many grammar lessons I recieved. Virtual candy canes and chocolates to you. Also, I want to thank Rhetta for her constant support and friendship. And how could I forget Ninos and Rey. Thanks guys for sticking with me. I can only hope that you will enjoy this little story of mine as much as I have enjoyed writing it.
I awaken slowly, afraid to open my eyes. You see, I had the weirdest dream,the likes of which I am not sure I would want to share with my skeptical partner. I have had my share of nightmares before, but nothing quite like this. My sense of touch tells me I am curled up around a very small, warm body. My sense of smell tells me it is Scully. I open my eyes, relieved to see a massof red hair tucked beneath my chin. She stirs within my embrace with cat-like grace and whispers my name. She starts stretching her arms and legs as Imove to make room for her. Scully rolls toward me, wrapping her armsaround my waist and snuggling into my neck.
"Mulder, I had the weirdest dream," she tells me sleepily.
I become curious and wonder if her dream was as weird as mine.
"Mmmm....want to tell me about it?"
Pulling back from my embrace, she looks up at me with a blush across her cheeks and smiles. "You'll probably think it's crazy."
"Scully, I'm sure that your dream couldn't be any crazier than the one I had last night. You tell me about yours, and I'll tell you about mine. Then we can compare notes......see whose was the craziest." I waggle my eyebrows at her, and she laughs as she pulls away to get out of bed.
"I'll think about it. Maybe over breakfast, I'm hungry. Let's get something to eat," she says over her shoulder as she enters the bathroom.
"I'm gonna hold you to that Scully," I laugh, following in behind her.
"I said maybe, Mulder, maybe."
She's still laughing as we take our morning shower together.
Scully smiles at Mulder as he hungrily eats the omelet she threw together. Sipping her coffee, she thinks back on the two days before.
Mulder really didn't want to go. The annual F.B.I. Halloween Costume Ball just wasn't something he had an interest in anymore. From past experiences, he tried to avoid them whenever possible.
"Hey Spooky, hope you didn't leave your spaceship double parked", one would say.
"Thought you would be haunting an old house tonight, Spooky", yet another very drunk agent would say.
Mulder would simply drift into the background and eventually disappear.
This years' theme was "Alice in Wonderland", with everyone attending as their favorite character. After a bit of arguing and several heated discussions, she finally convinced him to go.
A couple of days before the ball, they decided to leave work early in search of the costumes they were to wear. Upon entering the shop, Mulder slowly made his way up and down the rows of costumes. He pulled the Mad Hatter costume off the rack and held it up for Scully to see.
"Perfect, Mulder, fits you to a tee." She raised an eyebrow, trying not to laugh.
"Very funny, Scully. You wound me," he said, holding a hand over his heart and trying to look hurt, but not quite pulling it off. They both laughed hysterically as the sales girl looked at them warily.
Scully pulled the Queen of Hearts costume off the rack and turned to show Mulder with a look of uncertainty.
"What do you think of this one for me?" She held up the costume for his inspection.
With a gleam in his eyes, he lightly brushed his lips across her cheek and whispered in her ear, "Perfect. You are the Queen of my Heart." She blushed slightly and headed for the sales counter, Mulder in tow.
As they made their way back to his car, she suggested going back to her apartment. Margaret Scully asked her daughter to make cookies for the Halloween bazaar at the church. Margaret playfully told her that Mulder could help her. With a grin, she agreed. Of course, Mulder was the last to find out about that little conspiracy.
Costumes put away and lunch eaten, Mulder settled on the couch to watch tv. Reaching for the remote, he noticed Scully's family album on the coffee table. He picked it up and started thumbing through the pages. Coming across a nude baby picture of Scully, he began to smile.
Scully busied herself in the kitchen. The mixed cookie dough was resting in the refrigerator, waiting to be cut out and decorated.
"Hey, Scully. You didn't tell me you used to be an exhibitionist." Mulder smiled wickedly as she stuck her head around the corner to see what he was up to.
"Very funny, Mulder. I need your help in here, please."
Mulder replaced the album on the coffee table and slowly made his way to the kitchen.
"Yeah, what's up Scully?" He was still smiling when he entered the kitchen.
"Could you put these on the cookie sheet and decorate them while I cut the rest out?" She looks up at him with her best Scully smile.
"Ah, Scully, I don't know if I.......I mean I don't think..." Mulder was not smiling as he is backed away with his hands up. Scully laughed at the horrified look on his face. She dragged him back to the counter and showed him what to do.
Two hours later, the cookies were done, wrapped and put away. Hands on her hips, Scully stood back inspecting the mess in her kitchen and on her partner. Mulder's t-shirt was covered in candy sprinkles, flour and cookie dough. She couldn't help but laugh at the beautiful sight. She reached up, licked the candy sprinkles off his chin and down his neck.
He moaned from the feel of her warm tongue on his neck and bent down to kiss her soft lips. He could still taste the cookie dough left on them from the many taste tests. It wasn't long before hands were roaming and clothes were discarded as they made their way to the shower.
Scully sits quietly, with a twinkle in her eyes, dreaming of a candy-coated Mulder.
"Scully....earth to Scully. Hey partner, what ya thinking about? Wanta share?"
She blinks back to the present, sips her coffee and smiles. "Maybe."
"Come on, Scully. Tell me. I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours." he says with a playful tone in his voice.
She laughs to herself as she puts her coffee cup down. Elbow on the table and hand tucked under her chin, she shakes her head.
"I must have been more tipsy than I thought last night. I remember us taking a cab to my apartment, and you coming up with me. We went to bed and if I remember correctly, went right to sleep. I woke up in the middle of the night......at least, I thought I woke up........" She shakes her head and folds her arms on the table.
"I was feeling a bit cold and went to close the window. When I got up, I noticed a cat sitting on the window ledge. It jumped down and ran toward the mirror in the corner of the room. I thought it was odd because I don't have a mirror like that in my room. I started to turn to get you and that's when the cat jumped through the mirror. He ran straight for the mirror and disappeared. I turned around and saw you sitting on the bed watching the cat." She stops talking when she notices the look on his face.
"Mulder what is it?"
He shakes his head in disbelief.
"I think I had the same dream. I mean it, Scully. That's exactly what I dreamed," he says, nodding his head at the skeptical look on her face.
"Come on Mulder, be serious. How can that be?"
"I'm not sure, but let me guess what happened next. We walked through the glass, following the cat." He couldn't help but smile, seeing the surprised look on her face.
"Mulder how.........what....." She stops and covers her eyes with her hands.
"It gets really strange now, doesn't it? We follow a path, only to run into a talking snowman who sends us down another path into the forest. Then, we find the cat that tells us to look for the enchanted frog outside a cottage at the edge of the trees." Mulder pauses, taking a breath as Scully uncovers her eyes and stares at him. "Am I right?"
Okay, she's gonna slap that smirk right off his face any minute now. 'I am never gonna hear the end of this one.' Scully thinks, shaking her head and placing her arms back on the table. Looking at him with an eyebrow raised, she urges him on.
"We find the cottage, and the frog is sitting on the front step. He has a....um....crown on his head. We slowly walk up to the frog, and he tells us to go inside. There we will find a small glass bottle filled with blue liquid sitting on the night stand next to the bed. We are supposed to drink from the bottle. He tells me that after taking a drink, I will find my Queen of Hearts. He tells you that you will find your Mad Hatter." Mulder shrugs his shoulders. "Must have been the wine," he laughs.
Scully smiles and continues the dream.
"We both take a drink and lie down, feeling very tired and sleepy. When I wake up again, I am in my own bed in your arms." Her smile gets even brighter.
"Okay, Scully. What do you think? We dreamed the same dream or......Hey, you don't think that maybe........" He is stopped short by Scully throwing her hands in the air and standing up quickly.
"Oh no you don't, Mulder. Don't even go there. We are not going down that road again." She turns and walks around the table into the living room, muttering to herself. "He could have said I would find my Prince Charming, but nooooo, I had to get the Mad Hatter." She can't help but laugh to herself as she makes her way to the bedroom.
"What was that Scully? Huh?.......Prince Charming?......Mad Hatter?........See if I let you talk me into another Halloween Ball or anything that comes close. Never again, do you hear me? Never." He is hot on her heels as she stops in front of the bed.
"Never say never, Mulder. Besides, I have become rather fond of that Mad Hatter." She laughs, grabbing him around the neck and kissing him quite soundly. They break away breathlessly and Mulder wraps his arms around her waist.
"Well this Mad Hatter is definitely fond of his Queen of Hearts," he whispers as he nibbles her ear lobe and kisses his way down her neck.
Small shivers run through her body as he continues his journey. Slowly, he unbuttons her shirt. Running his hands up to her shoulders, he slides the shirt off and onto the floor. He could never get enough of looking at her and touching her.
Scully runs her hands across his chest and down his stomach to the top of his boxers, sliding them over his hips and slowly down to the floor.
'Mad Hatter, indeed' she thinks as she runs her hands slowly up his legs to his hips and around to squeeze his firm ass. She presses her body close to his, trapping his engorged cock between them. Scully looks into his lustful eyes and slowly rubs her body against his. Mulder picks her up, gently laying her on top of the bed and pinning her body beneath his.
His lips busily explore her chest and neck as his hand slowly makes its way down her waist and hips. He reaches down between their bodies, cupping her gently. Her body responds immediately to the contact when he slips a finger inside to find her hot and wet. His lips make their way to her breasts and suckle gently at first, then harder. Scully moans and arches her body into his, finally begging for more.
He withdraws his fingers. Bracing himself on his elbows, Mulder gently strokes her cheeks with his thumbs as he feverishly kisses her. Scully wraps her legs around his waist, sliding her hand between their bodies and ran her thumb across the top of his cock.
His hips respond to her touch as she guides him into her hot, wet center. He slides deep within her, pausing to catch his breath because she is so hot and tight.
Scully reaches around, grabbing his ass, pulling him deeper within. Slowly he begins to move in and out, murmuring her name.
"Scul.....ly.........love....you," he says, as his movements become harder and faster.
She clings to him, saying his name. "Mul....der... love you," she exclaims as she topples over the edge, taking him with her.
Scully snuggles against his warm body with her head resting on his shoulder, running her hand gently across his chest. Mulder pulls her close to him, his arm wrapped possessively around her. Scully starts giggling and kissing his neck.
"Mmmh....what?" he asks with a sated tone.
"Mulder, I think I finally found my Prince Charming."
"Why do you say that?" he asks, looking down at her.
"Because I don't think the Mad Hatter carries a sword that big." He looks at her dumbfounded for a moment, then burst out laughing.
Later, as he lay spooned up to Scully, he thought of the dream and the last few days. He chuckles to himself thinking, 'It had to be the wine', and follows Scully into dreamland.The End~
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