CHILLI FOR SUPPER (A double drabble)

Author's Note: This bit of silliness was inspired by comments on Mitch Pileggi's appearance on "That 70s Show"

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Mulder made a sort of chortling, choking sound and sat up, suddenly wide awake.

"Walter, I just had the weirdest dream..."

"Yeah?" Skinner rolled over towards him, still trying to hang onto the last shreds of sleep by keeping his eyes tightly closed.

"Yeah - really weird! Um... Walter... in the 70s, you never wore a leisure suit, did you?"

"Mulder, back then I was a diligent and dedicated young agent, taking my responsibilities, and the Bureau dress code, very seriously."

"Pretty much like now, then, apart from the 'young' "

Mulder propped himself on one elbow, grinning teasingly down at his lover. Still with his eyes closed, Skinner swatted in mock outrage at Mulder's tousled head.

"So no lurid nylon shirts, no skin-tight polyester then?" persisted Mulder.

Skinner growled at him.

"Pity - you looked waaay hot!" He rolled closer to Skinner, snaking one long leg over the other man's bare thigh.

"But I guess I like you even better in just skin-tight skin."