An X-Files Christmas by Missy Pennington

 

As Posted by JosieChung

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Subject: An X-Files Christmas by Missy Pennington (1/1)
From: josiechung@aol.com
Date: 1997/12/03

Newsgroups: alt.tv.x-files.creative

Classification: Humor
Rating: G

Disclaimer: Mulder and Scully belong to Chris Carter and 1013 Productions.
Santa Claus belongs to all the children of the world. The EIBs belong to me.
:) This is written and posted in fondest admiration for Clement C. Moore

An X-Files Christmas
by Missy Pennington (JosieChung@aol.com)


'Twas the night before Christmas, in Washington town.
The FBI offices all had shut down.
But down in the basement, the X-Files division,
was still working late -- a last minute decision.
Two trenchcoats were thrown on the coat rack in haste;
there was no time to spare, not a moment to waste.
Aerial photos were spread through the room
and thick in the air hung a feeling of gloom.
Santa, it seemed, had gone missing this night.
With his journey begun, he had vanished from sight.
The satellite photos were very specific
Pinpointing the sleigh well above the Pacific.
It seemed to just vanish, with reindeer and toys,
leaving nothing to greet all the good girls and boys
who would wake in the morning and run to the tree
expecting to squeal with delight and with glee.
So Mulder sat down and began to search through
every paper and photo and possible clue.
While Scully examined the festive remains
of wrappings and trimmings and sleigh bells and reins.
They tirelessly worked, getting nowhere at all
in that small crowded room at the end of the hall.
Mulder's hands rubbed his temples, he couldn't deny it --
the hard part would be getting Scully to buy it.
He started, "I think that our mystery's solved.
I've concluded that E.B.E.'s must be involved--"
Scully held up her hand, "Mulder don't even start.
I know you're sincere, but I feel in my heart
that there's got to be more than just what we are seeing.
I refuse to believe it's an alien being!"
The standoff began, and they stood nose to chest,
each agent believing that their view was best.
And they might have been tempted to argue some more
but were stopped by the sound of someone at the door.
The partners looked up, and then took a step back
to allow for the entrance of two Elves in Black.
"Agents Mulder and Scully," the first one began,
"this problem's been solved; everything is in hand."
Scully looked at the elf, at his little black coat
not convinced in the least by the words that he spoke.
"Santa's fine," said the second. "No trouble at all.
Just a technical problem -- we just got the call."
Mulder caught Scully's eye, shook his head just a bit,
knowing full well that these elves weren't legit.
So he ushered the elves out the door to the hall.
"Well that's good to know. Thanks for sharing the call."
Scully looked at her partner as Fox closed the door.
"They were lying," she stated. "There's got to be more.
You know I'm a skeptic, but this Christmas Eve,
I'm beginning to think that I'll have to believe . . ."
Her eyes filled with wonder, and then with dismay
at the thought of poor Santa Claus taken away.
But just as she started to think it was true
the FAA called to confirm what she knew:
that Santa was safe and the reindeer were fine
though they seemed to be missing a short span of time.
And they didn't know how they had gotten off track
(not to mention the toys that were gone from the pack!)
But his mission was well underway once again,
leaving Scully to ponder and Mulder to grin
at the whole situation they'd witnessed that night.
And then Scully turned, and to Mulder's delight
said, "Just for tonight, Mulder, I will believe.
"Everyone ought to have faith Christmas Eve."

<end>

I had a ball writing this one. If you enjoyed it, please let me know I love
feedback. Merry Christams! :)
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