TITLE: RIB 1 - LOVE 2 AUTHOR: XPHILERNJ E-MAIL: xphilernj@aol.com RATING: PG CATEGORY: MSR CLASSFICATION: V DISCLAIMER: Not mine. SUMMARY: What's in it for me? Brevity II Challenge Response to Artemis' elements: mailbox, BBQ ribs, tweezers, the phrase "What's in it for me?", tennis match Thanks Fibbie for your help and support. You're the best. * * * * * "Scu...weee," Mulder yelled as he slammed the door. "What? What is it Mulder?" she asked as Mulder walked into the room with his finger in his mouth. She smiled at the sight of him sucking his finger. "Whaso wunny?" he asked as he plopped down on the couch next to her. "Nothing Mulder. What did you do this time?" Scully tried not to laugh as she pulled his finger out of his mouth. "Got a splinter in my little finger from that old rickety mailbox. Owwww." he yelled and yanked his hand away. "Oh, don't be such a baby. Go get me the tweezers while I get the ribs out of the oven," she chided. Mulder handed Scully the tweezers and sat down in a chair at the kitchen table. He grabbed a rib off his plate that Scully had set before him getting BBQ sauce on his chin and cheek. He groaned. Scully looked up and shook her head. "There ya go Mulder. All done." "Thanks." "You're welcome. Ummm...Laura and Bill, from across the street, asked if we would like to go with them to watch their daughter play tennis after school on Friday. I told them yes," she babbled sheepishly. "Scully, do I have to. You know I hate tennis," he whined. "Come on Mulder. Pleee...ase," she begged with a smirk. Mulder squinted his eyes at her and asked. "What's in it for me?" "Well..." she purred. Scully reached over and licked the BBQ sauce off his chin. With a long stroke of her tongue she continued up his cheek to his ear. "We'll be home early and we have no place to be on Saturday." Mulder groaned. "Ahhh...Scully you know what I like." He pulled her down onto his lap, started licking her neck as she squirmed and laughed. THE END.