Author: PhileyX

E-Mail: phileyxback@yahoo.com

Rating: Kid’s stuff

Category: UST

Spoilers: Just a tiny bit of Triangle

Disclaimer: Okay, the famous duo is definitely not mine. Ellen, Winnie and Julia are… Wait, oh no Ellen is not mine. Okay, that leaves Winnie and Julia.

So (in Sesame Street’s Count’s voice) **TWO** of them are mine. (Thunder in the background) HA HA HA HA! Yes **TWO**! HA HA HA HA!

Intro: Ok, you might find our famous duo a little out of character here. I hope to mold them back into their oh-do-predictable-selves in my next attempt. Meanwhile, humour me….. An intro on the story? Scully buys Mulder at an auction.

Challenge: Anyone wants to try their hand at the striptease bit? Let me know….

                   Someone did take the challenge. Thanks Char Chaffin. You can read it at:

                   Striptease: Slave II

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Slave for the night

‘Finally, finished.’ Dane sighed in relief and glanced at her watch. She would just about make it for the party. She stuffed her bag with the rest of the files and rose from her seat. When she looked up, she caught Spender looking at her in surprise.

"I wasn’t expecting you here, Agent Scully. I thought you’d be at the FBI Charity Gala, buying Mulder off the stage."

She frowned, mostly because of his insinuating tone. "I’m sorry, I don’t quite follow you."

"You didn’t know? Mulder signed up for the ‘Slave for the Night’ auction."

She nearly gaped. "Did he know what he signed for?"

"Do I care? He was told to report an hour earlier. They probably told him then. Pity I won’t be able to catch him making a complete fool of himself."

Dana scowled at him as he walked away.

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At the FBI Charity Gala

Mulder tugged his bow tie and moaned quietly. ‘Just what the hell am I doing here?’ He glanced nervously at the auctioneer who was busy selling of a blonde. It would be his turn next.

He recalled the day when he got himself into this mess. He was having lunch nearby the office with his partner and her mother. Spender walked by and asked if he would be interested in helping out in a charity drive. He was about he tell him to go to hell when he suddenly had a ridiculous urge to impress Mrs. Scully.

Scully was clearly stunned when he signed the form without hesitation. The arched eyebrow and a weird smile told him that she knew it was because of her mom. Little did she know it was because of her. Why else would he want to impress Margaret Scully?

"And she couldn’t even make it today…." He muttered under his breath to himself. Mulder hated social events. He was hoping Scully would keep him company for this one but she had a prior appointment, which she insisted she had to keep.

The auctioneer suddenly caught his attention. "And now next on the list, we have a special surprise. Special Agent Fox Mulder has offered himself generously as a slave-for-the-night. Yes ladies, I’m talking about sexy, Spooky Mulder himself. Let’s give him a round of applause."

Mulder grimaced and walked up the stage slowly. The crowd was certainly surprised, it was rare enough for Mulder to appear in such events, the fact that he volunteered himself was unbelievable.

"We'll start the bid at fifty dollars. Any takers?"

He catches a nod from the crowd. "Thank you ma'am, the bid is raised to seventy."

Another nod. "Eighty!"

A wave. "One two zero. Come on ladies, I’m sure you can do better than that. It's for a good cause."

A raised hand. "Thank you, one hundred and fifty dollars."

Meanwhile, Dana walked briskly towards the stage. 'Oh good.' She thought. She hadn't completely missed the show. She smiled and watched Mulder fidget on stage. He looked so miserable that she bit her lip to prevent herself from laughing.

The bids steadily rose higher and higher. Dana could recognize some of the women that bid for her partner. The most surprising one was A.D. Kersh’s secretary. She frowned. ‘Come to think of it, Linda has been hanging around Mulder recently, trying to get his attention.’ And from the bewildered look on Mulder’s face when she’s around, he’s been also wondering why.

Mulder noticed that Linda seemed to be winning the bid. ‘Gees, this can’t be happening. She’s worse than a case of Angela White.’ He licked his lips as his mind raced furiously to think of a solution.

The auctioneer however was anxious raise the price. "Mr. Mulder, ladies. Come on now, I’m sure he worth more than $450."

Mulder was still wondering what he could do when he caught sight of Scully in the crowd. His eyes brightened.

He stared at her, willing her to look at him. When she did, he concentrated his thoughts to her. ‘Come on Scully, we were always able to read one another’s thoughts. Don’t fail me now.’

Dana saw his look and shook his head. ‘Oh no Mulder. You got yourself into this, you figure a way out.’

‘You can’t abandon me now. Look at who I’m stuck with.’ He gazed pitifully at her.

Dana glanced over at Linda who outbid another lady, raising the amount to $600. She turned back to Mulder and mouthed. "She really wants you."

Mulder grimaced. ‘I’ll pay you back, every single cent.’

She smiled at him sweetly and shook her head slowly. ‘Sorry, still no can do.’

Using his last resort, he threw her his puppy dog look and shamelessly pouted.

She almost laughed but held back. ‘Now how can I resist him when he uses **that** on me.’ She rolled her eyes and reluctantly raised her hand.

The auctioneer saw her, smiled at her knowingly and acknowledged her bid. "$800! Thank you, Agent Scully." He then turned and asked Linda. "Miss, do you want to raise the bid any further?"

Dana turned too, wondering if Linda would take up the challenge. But the latter just glared back at her and shook her head to the auctioneer.

"Well then, Agent Scully, going once." He paused. "Going twice…..S…"

"$1000." A voice interrupted him and the crowd gave a collective gasp.

"$1000!" The auctioneer excitedly announced loudly into the microphone. "The lady in red, ladies and gentlemen." He added, not recognizing the bidder.

Dana had to stand on tiptoe and strained her neck to catch sight of the ‘lady in red’. When she did see her, she reflectively shot her hand up and said. "$1200."

The crowd let out another gasp. Mulder raised his eyebrow and glared at his partner. ‘What is she doing?’

"$1400!" ‘the bidder’, Diana Fowley raised the price.

"$1400 to the lady in red."

"$1500." Dana responded.

"$1500 to Agent Scully."

Silence. It seems that everyone was holding their breath. Diana looked thoughtful for a moment and then she shrugged and gave Dana the ‘you win’ look. The crowd exploded in applause.

"Well ladies and gentlemen, finally Mr. Mulder is sold Miss Dana Scully."

Dana was about smile smugly when she realized what she had just done. She just bought Mulder for $1500 in front of the whole department. And she wasn’t even supposed to save Mulder from Diana, just Linda. ‘Oh God!’

Several people beside her were actually congratulating her and some were giving her the ‘I-know-you’re-sleeping-with-your-partner’ look. She ignored them all and decided to make a quick getaway before Mulder started asking questions she didn’t want to answer.

She made her way through the crowd as quickly as she could.

"Scully!"

‘Damn!’ She swore. ‘The curse of having short legs.’

"Hey, wait up." Mulder appeared beside her within seconds. "Where are you going?"

"I er…. have something to do." She muttered, still walking.

He stood in front of her and forced her to stop. She looked up to see him grinning. "Gee Scully, if you wanted me that badly, all you had to do was ask." He teased.

She scowled. "What are you talking about? You were the one who asked me to save your butt."

"Yeah, from Linda. Not Diana."

Dana suddenly had a sudden urge to sock him. "Sorry Mulder. My mistake. But you still owe me $1500."

"What? I’m not paying all of it." He frowned.

"What do you mean?" She frowned back.

"I only asked you to save me from Linda. I’ll pay the thousand bucks. That’s all."

"Mulder! I suppose you expect me to pay the rest?"

He grinned again. "Well, if you tell me why you really outbid Diana, I’ll pay it all up."

She blushed slightly.

His grin widened. "So are you gonna take me home and have your naughty way with me?"

Her suite pocket started to ring. Dana thanked God for the distraction. She fished out her cell-phone and turned her back towards Mulder. "Scully."

"Dana?"

She immediately recognized Julia’s voice.

"You’re late. And the stripper cancelled so we voted that you find a replacement."

"What? It wasn’t even my idea." She originally suggested that they spent a nice quiet dinner at ‘Mon Cherie’ and surprise Ellen with a birthday cake.

"But you’re late."

She sighed. "Fine, I’ll think of something else."

"Erm… Dana, we’re not gonna read the bible or anything, are we?"

Dana rolled her eyes and warned her friend. "Don’t tempt me."

"Hey, I’m sorry, You’re just the ‘straightest’ person I know."

"Not all the time."

"True, when you get into the dangerous mode, you could be outshine us all."

"Gee thanks."

"I meant that as a compliment."

"Sure, you do…..Mulder!" She slapped her partner’s right hand away from her ear. "What are you doing?" Truly annoyed that he had touched her so intimately in public and just after she had so ‘publicly’ bought him too.

He looked slightly hurt. "Just chasing away a bee."

She glared at him and turned her attention back to the phone. "I gotta go, Juliette."

"Was that the sexy foxy? I hear he’s pretty hot."

"Gotta go….bye." Dana quickly disconnected the line and slipped her phone back into her pocket.

Mulder was still sulking quietly and she started feeling a little guilty. "Come on Mulder. Let’s go."

Mulder’s eyes widened. ‘Go where?’ He wondered.

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15 minutes later

Dana pulled up at the side of the road. Mulder frowned. ‘The Regent Hotel? Why on earth did she bring me here?’

"Mulder, get out." She told him.

"What?"

"Out."

Her voice was so firm that he obeyed her but stood between the car doorway for further instructions.

"Get a room on the 4^th floor. I’ll be back in half an hour."

Mulder mouth opened and then closed. After a while, he glared at her. "All right, who are you and what have you done with my Scully?"

She sighed. "Mulder for once, will you just do what I tell you?" She then leaned over, grabbed the door handrest, closed the door and sped off. Mulder stood at the sidewalk for a ten whole minutes before he could move.

In the car, Dana was in the midst of a debate with her thoughts. ‘Why am I doing this? To prove to my friends that I can be more than a goody-two-shoes? Or maybe I’m just tired of being straight? Or maybe I just want to see Mulder in his boxers?’ She groaned aloud. ‘This is just pathetic. I can’t even do this without feeling guilty. And I’m not even doing anything bad, just a little mischievous. Problem is, how do I get Mulder to strip?’

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An hour later

Knock. Knock.

Mulder got up from the hotel room couch and walked cautiously to the door. He looked through the peephole. It’s Scully. Or so she **looks** like her. It could be another Eddie Van Blundht, or rather Annie Van Blundht.

"Mulder, let me in." Scully tapped her foot on the carpeted floor impatiently.

‘Well, she sounds like her too.’ He thought and opened the door. As she walked in, he noticed that she was holding a shopping bag and a few CDs. He closed the door behind her. When he turned around, Scully was holding up two pairs of silk boxer shorts at him.

"Blue or red?"

"**Who** are you?" He immediately demanded to know.

Scully rolled her eyes. "Not for me, Mulder. It’s for a friend. It’s her birthday." She explained.

He frowned. "She wears boxers?"

"No! You’re wearing it for her." She smiled sweetly. "Tell me Agent Mulder, have you ever taken off your clothes to a rhythm?"

He raised an eyebrow and blinked. "You can’t be serious. You want me to strip for her?"

"Hey, **you** asked for naughty."

"I meant you and me, not some total stranger!"

She grimaced slightly before she broke the bad news. "Actually, it’s three total strangers and me."

"What?" He shook his head vehemently. "No."

"Oh come on Mulder. It’s her birthday present."

She threw him a puppy dog look. "Please"

He almost smiled. "Scully, that’s **my** look."

She threw her hands up in the air and sighed. "Sure, fine, whatever. Now, what am I gonna with these?" She held out the boxers.

"Well if you’re really nice to me, maybe I’ll give you a private show." He wriggled his eyebrows and grinned.

She glared at him and then frowned. "Mulder, why is it that you hit me with your innuendoes all the time. But when it comes to my friends, you turn into a shy little boy scout?"

His eyes widened at the insult. "I am **not** shy! And I am definitely **not** little!"

‘Oh good.’ She thought, ‘He’s in defense mode.’ She looked as innocent as she possibly can as she said, "Oh you’re one of those......" and trailed off.

"What?" He demanded to know.

She gave him a mock sympathetic look. "You know, those...... All talk, no erm.... action?"

This time it was his turn to glare at her. To her surprise he started unbuckling belt and his tuxedo pants.

"Mulder?"

He mumbled in response. "I’ll show you some action..." He grabbed the red silk boxers from her hand.

"So you’re doing it?" She almost laughed aloud. ‘It worked.’

"Yeah, but only because you saved my ass today."

Scully turned to give him privacy just as he was about pull down his blue- and-white-stripped shorts.

He saw her reaction and chided her. "Scully, you’re seen me naked several times."

"Only if I can’t help it, Mulder."

He chuckled. "Is Ellen cute? Maybe I’ll get lucky tonight."

Dana’s eyebrow creased in annoyance. "I guess. But she’s married."

"I’m done." He told her and asked. "What about the other two?"

She turned around to find him tucking his shirt in. "Well, Danielle’s married too and Julia’s engaged." She started helped him with his bow tie.

He looked at her thoughtfully. "So if I do get lucky tonight, it would probably be with you?"

She gave him her ‘dream on’ look and held up the CDs in her other hand. "Right Seid Fred’s Too Sexy or Aqua’s Barbie Girl?"

"Do you have any Elvis?"

She shuddered at the idea and decided for him. "Too sexy, it is. Give me ten minutes. We’ll be in room 411."

She was headed for the door when Mulder asked her. "Hey Scully, would it be all right if I sat on your lap?"

Her response was the sound of the hotel room door closing.

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3 hours later

"Muller?" Dana’s voice was slightly slurred as she called her partner. No response. She leaned forward and thumped her head back against his chest in attempt to get his attention. Still no response.

"He’s out cold, Dana." Ellen informed her. She smiled at the sight of Dana Scully comfortably lying in the arms of an almost naked man on the couch. It was a rare sight indeed for her impossibly proper friend. She turned to share glances with her other counterparts, who like her were sprawling on the carpeted floor. They too were a little disconcerted with Dana total abandon of good sense. It must be the liquor.

The striptease was definitely not Ellen expected from Fox Mulder at all. She had always envisioned Dana’s ‘Mulder’ to be a self-absorbed nerd. She never expected him to turn out looking like something out of a boxers catalogue. Neither did she expect him to shower all his attentions towards her friend during his seduction dance. It’s all Dana’s fault. She always made them believed that Mulder didn’t even acknowledge her existence, constantly ditched her …….yada yada yada. But it was Dana’s way of dealing with things. Listing out the bad points is sort of a defense system for her. In short, denial.

"You should tell him." Winnie broke Ellen’s train of thoughts. She looked up and saw that she was looking at Dana.

Dana blinked. "Tell who what?"

"Mulder." Winnie answered.

She blinked again.

Ellen nodded in agreement. "Winnie’s right. Just tell him and see what happens."

Dana frowned when she realized what they meant. "Shhhh…. He might hear you."

Julia sat up. "For heaven’s sake Dana. The man drank so much I’m surprised his bladder is holding up."

Dana sighed but whispered. "FBI policy, you can’t have a ‘thing’ for your partner."

Ellen rolled her eyes. "**This** coming from little Miss I-slept-with-my-FBI-Training-Instructor."

"Hey, I was young." She defended herself.

"And impulsive." Ellen added.

"And stupid." Winne joined in.

"And pissed off with world." Julia chimed in.

"Okay okay, I get the picture. It was a mistake. And I made you guys worry that time. I’m sorry. Can we drop it now?"

"You’re worrying us now too." Ellen shot back.

"I am?" She looked at her incredulously. "In what way? We haven’t touched each other."

Julia grinned. "Exactly! With all the sexual tension I felt just now, you just might spontaneously combust one day."

Ellen laughed. "Yeah, I can see in the papers – FBI AGENT BURST INTO FLAMES WITH DESIRE FOR HER PARTNER."

Winne, Julia and Ellen burst out in laughter.

Dana groaned. "You know, that is just not scientifically possible."

"He is so gorgeous, Dana. Just jump on him one day." Winnie advised.

"And then tell us all about it."

"Yeah, every single detail."

Dana rolled her eyes. "You guys need help."

There was silence for a moment. Then Julia asked. "Do you think if he’d mind if I took a peek beneath his waistband?"

Dana frowned. "Hey back off sister, he’s mine!"

Her friends were slightly taken aback. "Ooooooo." They teased in unison.

"Did I say that?" Dana shook her head slightly. "I think I’m drunk."

"Drunk women tell no tales." Winnie reminded her.

Dana groaned as a wave of drowsiness hit her. "I am drunk. I think I need to close my eyes for a while." She sighed and snuggled into Mulder’s embrace. In his slumber, he brought his arm around her and pulled her closer.

Ellen frowned. "I’m a little confused. Whose birthday is it anyway?"

"Yours." Winnie answered her.

"Then how come Dana’s getting all the presents."

Julia laughed. "They make a cute couple, don’t they?"

"Yeah, just as soon someone says something to the other."

Winnie announced. "Let’s go home."

"And leave them here?" Julia raised an eyebrow.

Ellen grinned. "That’s the idea."

"Oh."

They dragged themselves up, grabbed their coats and headed out the room.

At the doorway, Julia glanced back wistfully at Mulder. "You know sometimes I wish I wasn’t engaged."

"Julia!" Ellen and Winnie exclaimed.

"Only sometimes." Julia whined back and closed the door behind them.

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End of Slave for the night