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Title: Eggies and Panpakes Thanks: As always, to Nancy Note: This story is set in The Eyes of a Child universe, but you do not have to have read the other stories to read this one. Would love it if you did, however! Just know that Mulder and Scully are together with their son William. Mulder/Scully Residence "Eggies!" A small voice penetrated Mulder's slumber, and he rolled towards the sound with a low grumble at the disturbance. One eye flickered open, and the big, bright red numbers of his alarm clock blared the time at him. He groaned; they had only gotten to bed a few short hours ago. There was a blurry shape just to the left of his night table, a blurry shape that said again, more insistently, "Eggies!" Blinking rapidly to clear his vision, Mulder lifted his head from his pillow to regard their tousled-haired son, whose little body was vibrating with excitement. He also had a suspicious outline of brown around his mouth, a suspicious outline that looked very much like chocolate. Chocolate. William's statement suddenly made perfect and utter sense...it seemed that their son had found some of his Easter treats already. "Hey buddy," he said softly, shifting onto one elbow so he could reach out with his other hand to further tousle his son's hair. "What's that about eggs?" "Found eggies!" William declared, and dove onto the bed, and Mulder's midsection, with an energetic bounce that drove all the air from Mulder's lungs with a loud 'oof'. "Eggies! Eggies! Eggies!" William chanted loudly and enthusiastically as he continued his bouncing. Beside Mulder, the blanketed lump that was Scully let out a groan before emerging from beneath her pillow to peer blurrily at them. "What time is it?" she asked in a sleep-slurred voice that wobbled slightly from the shaking of the bed. William answered before Mulder could, his body coming to a stop as he stared at his mother with a happy smile. His blue eyes were wide, his features animated. "Eggies, Mommy!" Rubbing her hand over her eyes, Scully smiled and lifted her hand to touch William on the nose with her index finger as Mulder informed her of the early hour. "And how many eggs have you had this morning, William?" she asked their son in a resigned yet amused tone. A large yawn followed her question, one she did not bother to hide. Mulder knew she was probably already planning a nap for them all, for they had a busy afternoon ahead of them, including Easter dinner at Maggie Scully's. "Eggies!" was William's gleefully shouted answer, accompanied by several more vigorous bounces. "I'm guessing quite a few eggs," Mulder murmured to Scully with a grin, "judging from his exuberance." He had shifted to protect certain assets, and now had his hands on William to lessen the impact of each bounce. Their son finally chose to demonstrate his rather extensive vocabulary with a change in statements, also boisterously spoken. "Easter Bunny came!" Scully's left eyelid fluttered and her voice was husky as she replied, "He certainly did." The glance she gave Mulder was smoky as she added, "More than once as I recall." As did he. Recall, that is. Quite fondly, and rather proudly. Their late night of hiding Easter eggs for William had also been one of playful and bountiful sexual escapades. They'd learned to take each and every chance for one-on- one togetherness as it was presented -- for their fully mobile, extremely agile and, Mulder boasted of with no small amount of pride, rather stealthy son had made finding alone-time somewhat of a challenge. Whether it was the chocolate eggs they had both greedily consumed, or because there had been something in the air, their escapades had gone far beyond their normal routine of late. "I believe Mrs. Bunny also did quite well," he reminded her with a waggle of his eyebrows and a leer. "She did indeed," Scully replied with pure satisfaction, stretching sinuously beneath the bedding. Sitting up, he leaned in and pressed a quick kiss on her smiling lips before lifting William up and onto the floor. "Rise and shine, Mrs. Bunny, we've got eggs to hunt!" Kicking the blankets aside, he swiveled his legs over the side of the bed, thankful he'd had just enough energy and sense to put on a pair of boxers before falling exhaustedly into sleep a few short hours ago. Not that they tried to hide their nudity from William, he just felt better having them on with a curious three year old around. As he slowly got to his feet, he was aware of Scully doing the same on her side of the bed. He lifted William up and watched her slip her robe on over the tee shirt and panties she had worn as pajamas and then followed her into the bathroom. William was deposited onto the counter to watch as they both brushed their teeth -- he found the process infinitely fascinating -- and then Mulder watched with amusement as Scully scrubbed William's face clean of chocolate, the little boy squirming and protesting the entire time. Next she picked up his small "Bob the Builder" toothbrush and squeezed a pea-sized amount of toothpaste onto it before proceeding to brush William's tiny teeth, without any struggle. William used the potty and after Mulder helped him wash his hands, they headed out into the bedroom to give Scully some privacy to tend to her own needs. Then it was her turn to sit with William while Mulder did the same. Re-entering the bedroom, he dug a clean tee shirt out of the drawer and put it on before they headed out to finish the Easter egg hunt that William had started on his own. But first William had to show them the chocolate bunny he had found at the end of his big boy bed, and where he had found the eggs he had already eaten. Mulder had no doubt William would have eaten some of the bunny too, if he'd been able to get the box open. Thankfully, he seemed content to have them exclaim their wonder and admiration about it, instead of asking to eat it. Scully leaned into Mulder and whispered her calculation of remaining Easter eggs. "There should be twelve more little eggs and two medium eggs left, I think he only ate three." It was a good thing she remembered, his own memory was a little spotty about where they had hidden the eggs. He'd been more interested in divesting Scully of her clothing at the time. The expression on his face must have given him away, for she nudged him in the ribs, a faint blush tinting her cheeks. "I can't remember where my bra is," she whispered, "so keep your eyes peeled." He grinned and nodded, one hand coming up to fondle her behind briefly, out of sight of William. Who chose then to come and take Mulder's free hand, tugging strongly. "Eggies, Daddy." He pressed another quick kiss to her lips before allowing William to lead him down the hall. Scully trailed behind, carrying the small basket the Easter Bunny had left for William to collect his eggs. Each bright, foil-wrapped egg was held up triumphantly as it was found, accompanied by either a "Mommy, look!" or an "Eggie, Daddy!" He placed the eggs one by one in the basket, carefully as if they might break, after he had shown them to his parents. Mulder was slightly amazed that William had managed to open the little eggs by himself. But then again, he'd inherited his determination from the both of them. William located egg number twelve just as Mulder located Scully's missing bra, hanging from the lamp in the den. He smiled inwardly; it was funny how Scully's bras always seemed to land on a lampshade when he tossed them aside. After waving it over his head and eliciting a horrified exclamation from Scully, he tossed it to her behind William's back, whereupon she tucked it into the pocket of her robe, mock-glaring at him. They helped William find the last two eggs, both big enough to fill William's small hands, which were plastic shells holding a small toy dinosaur, William's newest favorite animal. A little persuasion was necessary to stop his insistence on searching for yet more eggs, since there were none left to find -- a stubbornness each parent claimed was a trait of the other -- in the form of William's favorite breakfast. "Panpakes!" The end Happy Easter!
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