June 16th, 2006
Pairing: Scully/Spike (with talking)
Words: 100
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Notes: For the record, I have no idea when this takes place
"Lots of explanations. Makeup, false teeth, prosthetic—"
"Oh come on. ‘s that the best the FBI can do then? Thought you lot was all sorts of observy."
"How did you know I’m FBI?" As if the regulation Sig pointed at him wasn’t its own answer.
"Been looking through your… things." He smirked at her hard expression. "You got a lot goin’ on behind that face, I wanted a taste, and you let me in. Can’t resist my blonde good looks, can you?"
A lifted eyebrow. "You’re not a natural blonde."
"And you’re not a natural red. But who’s tellin’?"
- Mood:unsure