Skinner's Briefs

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Stranded by a winter storm, Agents Mulder, Scully, and Skinner embark on a chaotic road trip rife with tension and unspoken desires. Between facing a speeding ticket, battling a relentless ice storm, and enduring Mulder's peculiar food choices, the close quarters amplify a growing attraction between Scully and Skinner. Despite their professional distance, a near-miss accident and a late-night offer leave them both questioning their next steps as they reach Scully's apartment building. Complimentary Mints Part III:  All the King's Mints by PR Chung October 8, 1997 Re-release: June 25, 2023 Skinner/Scully Angst and Humor   * The X-Files and characters used here are creations of Chris Carter and 1013 Productions, I have only borrowed them for a moment of humor and romance. *Many thanks to Mr. Elvis Presley for his wonderful voice and lyrics, the inspiration to so many angst-riddled would-be lovers. Complimentary Mints Part III:  All the King's Mints by

The morning after a bizarre series of events that no single agent quite remembers the same way, AD Skinner wakes to an unexpected bedfellow, a linguistic mishap with housekeeping, and a brief encounter with Scully that further rattles his austere equilibrium.   Complimentary Mints Part II:  Brief Encounters by PR Chung   “Scully… they want your toast.” “What?” She didn’t understand why Mulder was telling her that. She’d eaten the toast. She looked at her plate, and clearly all the toast was gone. And who was it who wanted the toast in the first place? “Bullseyes.” She looked at Skinner, and he handed her a set of darts. “Loser buys the beer,” he said and smiled. That was odd , she thought. “Do it!” Her friends at the high top were shouting, cheering her on. She loved that they could all come. She hadn’t seen them all since she’d graduated. “My money’s on you.” Mulder joined in. “Kick his ass, Scully!” he shouted, his voice crackling with adolescent glee. She looked at