x - 0014 [Irresistable]

[call_me_spooky]

Oh god, seriously? Mistletoe?

[OOC: WHO WANTS TO MAKE OUT WITH MULDER? :D :D Male, female, human, otherwise, all comers are welcome. I mean, not in his opinion, but tough luck for Fox. Feel free to assume you did and/or actionspam if you prefer~~]

Comments

[tempzilla.livejournal.com]

Oh, but I bet you're just waiting to abuse the excuse!

[call_me_spooky]

In your dreams.

What exactly have I done to earn this reputation in your eyes, anyway?

[tempzilla.livejournal.com]

You keep porn in your office!

[call_me_spooky]

...

There's a slight difference between occasionally looking at pornography and willingly running about kissing strangers in the street.

[tempzilla.livejournal.com]

There's also a difference between looking at pornography in the privacy of your own home and looking at pornography AT WORK!

[call_me_spooky]

Wait, but if we're talking about what I do at work, in my office, then does that mean that you finally believe that I am in fact Special Agent Fox Mulder with the FBI?

[tempzilla.livejournal.com]

Well YOU certainly seem to!

[call_me_spooky]

Because it's true, Donna.

Anyway I'm doing my best to avoid people, so don't worry for the safety of the City's honor, okay?

[tempzilla.livejournal.com]

Hmph! I'll be keeping my eye out for you!

[call_me_spooky]

To avoid me, I'm sure?

[tempzilla.livejournal.com]

Oh, you think I WANT you to kiss me senseless?

suuuuuure she doesn't xD

[call_me_spooky]

'Senseless'? Wow, maybe you're the one taking advantage of all this.

pfft can you blame her?

[tempzilla.livejournal.com]

ME? How am I taking advantage?!

not in the least! >D

[call_me_spooky]

Who've you been kissing senseless under the mistletoe, Donna?

Re: not in the least! >D

[tempzilla.livejournal.com]

I've kissed NO ONE! But this young blonde woman -- Buffy, I think her name was? -- ASSAULTED ME! Poor thing. It wasn't her fault, really. She felt terrible about it.

[call_me_spooky]

See? If I were the wild pervert you assume me to be, I'd say something tasteless here.

I promise if I see you walking around I'll cross the street, Ms Noble.

[ooc: of course, if she came up behind him or something he wouldn't know any better. >D]

your icon gives me dirty thoughts

[tempzilla.livejournal.com]

Hmph.

it gives him dirty thoughts too. I MEAN UM. what >_>

[call_me_spooky]

[And Mulder is, as stated, walking down the street. He's actually avoiding everyone because he's not really into kissing strangers. Porn habits notwithstanding.]

Aww. Does Mulder miss his red head? HERE! Have another! =D

[tempzilla.livejournal.com]

[Donna moves down the street Mission Impossible-style, keeping a wary eye out for people with mistletoe. After the incident with that girl Buffy this morning, she had spent most of the day hiding in her flat.

Unfortunately, she had not yet done that week's grocery shopping, and she was in desperate need of food. As much as she did not want to make out with another random girl -- or random anyone, for that matter -- she needed to eat. And so she set out for the grocery store, doing her best to remain unseen and unkissed.


But while Donna is a genius multi-tasker in the office, she's not quite as good out in the real world. As a couple reluctantly snogging across the street catches her eye, she completely misses the fact that Mulder is ahead of her and walks straight into him.]

Re: Aww. Does Mulder miss his red head? HERE! Have another! =D

[call_me_spooky]

[He stops short as someone slams into him. And feels that now-familiar awful I am about to kiss a stranger feeling. And looks up, to see that stupid bright green plant overhead.]

Please don't be a dude.

[It's all he can ask, really, because it's considerably more embarrassing to kiss a random male stranger than a random female stranger. He turns around, rolling his eyes, to see-- a redhead. Wrong redhead in his opinion. Oh, it just figures.]

...Donna?

[She can't blame him for this one, buuut she probably will.]

[tempzilla.livejournal.com]

[Donna recognizes that voice! And that back! And oh dear God that face it's DAVID! MULDER! WHICHEVER!

He says her name and his face is descending and a small -- well, not so small -- part of her has always fantasized about this but instinct still kicks in and suddenly her hand is up and moving at lightening speed to slap his face.]

OH NO YOU DON'T!

it's worth noting that the above was comment #69 on this post >D

[call_me_spooky]

Ow!

[Scully-- well, no, not really Scully so much as fake 1930s Scully, but whatever-- at least had the decency to wait til after the kiss to hit him. Though she had hit him harder. Well, life's a trade. Mulder scowls.]

Damnit Donna, this is not my idea.

[And with all the fierceness of the unjustly accused he grabs her by the wrist, because no more of that please, and leans in again to kiss her. Because he can't not, no matter what she'd prefer or what he'd prefer.]

>DD BWAHAHA

[tempzilla.livejournal.com]

[HAH! She had got him! Victory was --

Oh dear. He had her wrist. And he was leaning in again. And he smelled really good and looked absolutely AMAZING and oh goodness now was NOT the time to remember that one dream she had had.]

Not your idea? Of course it isn't! Who'd want to kiss a harpy like me anyway?

[Logic? Not always Donna's strongest suit. Her other hand comes up to fend off his face. Damn it, if she was going to kiss David Duchovney/Fox Mulder/whatever he wanted to call himself, it was going to be on HER terms, not like this!]

Ohhhhhh Donna. Stop lying to yourself. xD

[call_me_spooky]

[This feels and sounds all too much like some bad bodice-ripper romance novel setup. Though Mulder is blissfully unaware of the thousands and thousands of pages of fanfiction that went just like this.]

I didn't mean it like that,

[he grumbles, because he didn't intend that as an insult. His other hand comes up to grab her other wrist. Gently.]

Can we just get this over with and never talk about it again, please?

But lying to herself is what Donna does best! Well, that and reorganizing offices

[tempzilla.livejournal.com]

[Donna scowls at him. She doesn't want to give in -- it would be utterly humiliating after all the fuss she had raised. And the part of her that is still 12 rebels against the idea of him kissing her just because of some stupid curse.

But she knows how stubborn the curses were; they're getting nowhere until they kiss. So she concedes with typical Donna Noble grace and poise.]

Oh I hate this stupid city!

[She stands on tip toe and kisses him.]