msr headcanon: Scully takes Mulder to her high school reunion pretending he's her husband bc she's embarrassed that she's one of the only people of her class that isn't already married
Summary: This isn’t totally what you wanted, Anon, I’m sorry, but it’s the only way I can see it.
From time to time, mail still arrived at the house for Scully. Technically, it arrived at the PO Box Mulder maintained where they used to collect their mail, but it had been his alone for two years. At first, he used the trickle of mail that came through to call her, knowing full well it was mostly junk she’d never want, but it was the only legitimate excuse he had for awhile. It had been quite awhile since her name showed up in his PO Box, but he didn’t need excuses anymore since he saw her nearly every day at work.
He brought her the Alumni Newsletter she received with a cup of coffee. She thanked him for both, took a sip of the coffee, and then through the newsletter in the trash after a mere glance.
“You’re not going to read it?” Mulder asked, retrieving the sealed booklet from the trash can.
“A high school newsletter? I don’t think I’ve ever read one.”
“Hm.” Mulder ripped the circle of tape holding the pages together and opened it up. “Rosalee O’Brien hyphen Bingham, senior class president, announces the 35th reunion for the graduates of the class-”
“I know what year I graduated,” she said, reaching across his desk to take the newsletter back. “No need to remind me.”
“You don’t want to go? It’s in…” Mulder paused and held the newsletter up and away from Scully’s searching fingers. “June.”
“We don’t know where we’ll be in June. A case could come up.”
“Never heard of personal time?”
Unable to grab the newsletter, Scully crossed her arms. “Mulder, you wouldn’t know personal time if it walked through the door and bit you on the ass.”
“Well, things change.” He gave her the newsletter which she folded and put in her briefcase.