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Mulder was sitting on the floor, back against the couch as he was in the middle of filling out a requisition form on the coffee table. In triplicate. He tisks to himself thinking how he hopes the bureau gets with the times and converts these mundane tasks to digital. That way he can stop worrying about losing one of the three forms he has to submit for approval.
Next to him, William scribbles with crayons on his own papers. He hums and talks to himself in a language only he understands. Mulder only looks up when he says “Da!”, pointing to his nonsense, Mulder making the same “that’s great, Will” every time.
He’s just about done with req number three when the door opens. Scully drops a bag of groceries on the table and comes over to greet her boys.
“Hi,” she leans down to place two, three kisses on Mulder’s mouth. “How was your day?”
“Swell.” He holds up the partially completed req form.
“Oh boy. Need help?” She moves over to William, settling him in her lap, kissing his temple.
“Nah, this is the last of it.”
“Oh…oh no, Mulder.”
“What?!”
Scully holds up one of the req forms Mulder completed and sees different color crayon marks all over it.
“I don’t think they will accept this.” Scully can’t hold back a smirk.
“Damn it!”
“Mulder!” She looks down at William who’s busy coloring away still.
“Sorry! But…I was almost done!”
“Dan it! Dan it!”
“Well, there ya go Mulder. You taught your son a new swear word today.”
“Hey! That first one wasn’t my fault. He can’t say ‘frog’ yet.”
Scully rolls her eyes at him. She lifts William up from the floor and heads to the kitchen.
“Oh my big boy. Help mommy put the groceries away?”
William nods.
Mulder walks in behind them with the ruined req sheet in his hand. He puts it on the refrigerator.
“What? It’s his first piece of art.”