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Christina Shuy. 

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Rating: G, Series, MSR... kinda sorta
Summary:  Siblings... can't live with them...  can't kill them.
Spoilers: are you nuts?  

   
The Beatles Files:  "Hello, Goodbye"
by Christina Shuy
cshuy@netcom.com

     Thirteen year old Michelle Samantha Mulder was in her bedroom.  She 
had been looking for something she needed for the last half hour with 
little success.  
     Then, she remembered something her ten year old brother had asked her
a few days earlier.  Something she had rejected, but now made her furious
as she watched him start up the front walk.  She hit 'play' on her walkman
and left the earphones half on and half off as the Beatles played. 
     "David, where are my rollerblades?" Michelle asked, running down 
stairs, not knowing whether or not to kill her brother.  David Maxwell 
Scully, at ten, had just walked back into the house.
    "I'm outta here." David said, upon catching sight of her.  He ran out 
the door again.  But not before he had dropped something beside the door.
     The song that started in her ears she was forced to stifle a snicker
at.  It was fitting for the situation, but she only gave it a passing
thought before the overriding desire to kill her brother took over. 

  "You say yes, I say no.
   You say stop and I say go go go, oh no.
   You say goodbye and I say hello
   Hello hello
   I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
   Hello hello
   I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello."

     "Come back here you jerk!  You borrowed my rollerblades without
asking me first... not that I would have let you use them anyway... I
remember you asked a few days ago and I said no.  *Why* did you do it
anyway?" Michelle was now gaining on her brother who had started running
down the block. 
     "I-ow!  I don't know!  Leggo me!  Geez, Michelle!" David had started 
to protest, but Michelle had him by the collar of his tshirt first and 
then in the perfect position as she started rubbing her knuckles along 
the top of his head.  "Hey!  That *hurts*!  Let go!"
   
  "I say high, you say low.
   You say why and I say I don't know, oh no.
   You say goodbye and I say hello
   HELLO GOODBYE HELLO GOODBYE hello hello
   HELLO GOODBYE I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
   HELLO GOODBYE HELLO GOODBYE hello hello
   HELLO GOODBYE I don't know why you say goodbye
   HELLO GOODBYE I say goodbye.
   
   Why why why why why why do you say goodbye goodbye, oh no?"

     "You buttmunch.  You took my rollerblades!  *Where* are they?" 
Michelle continued to torture her brother but noticed her parents were 
driving up the driveway.
     "They're by the door.  Now please stop torturing me!" David shouted.
     "Michelle, I thought I told you... torture is against the Geneva 
Convention." Dana Scully got out of the car, though there was a slightly 
amused look in her eyes.
     "He started it."
     "Did not!" David protested loudly, even as Michelle was reaching for 
one spot on him she *knew* was ticklish.
     "Did so, *buttmunch*.  You know better than to touch my stuff!" 
Michelle answered, hitting him right where she knew it would have the 
most effect.
     "Eeek!  Mom!  Tell Michelle to let me go!  I hate being tickled!" 
David protested.
     "Did I hear her call him what I think I heard her call him?" Fox 
Mulder got out of the passenger side of the car, though somewhat slowly.  
He was sporting a fresh bruise on his cheek... the aftereffect of a long 
and draining case... and a fight with Tom Colton.
   
  "You say goodbye and I say hello
   Hello hello
   I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
   Hello hello
   I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello."

     "I think so, Mulder." Dana smiled at her husband.
     "Now David, is that any way to greet your father?" Fox Mulder turned 
to face his son who looked a little too much like he had when he was that 
age.  And acted it too.  Fox Mulder remembered picking on Samantha... and 
was forced to hide a smile.  His kids... well, they were apparently all 
too typical.  He loved them anyway... or perhaps in spite of.
     "Dad, he took my rollerblades!" Michelle protested.
     "Can I help it if mine don't fit anymore?" David whined. "Yours do, 
and I wanted to go blading..."
     "Did you ask your sister first?" Mulder asked sternly.
     "Well... no.  But she-"
     "David..."
     "I'm sorry, Michelle..."
     "Buttmunch."
     "Freak eyes."
     "David... Michelle..." Mulder closed his eyes for a moment, torn 
between laughing and rolling his eyes.
   
  "You say yes I SAY YES I say no BUT I MAY MEAN NO.
   You say stop I CAN STAY and I say go go go TILL IT'S TIME TO GO OH,
   oh no.
   You say goodbye and I say hello
   Hello hello
   I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
   Hello hello
   I don't know why you say goodbye, I say goodbye
   Hello hello
   I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello hello.
   
   Hela heba helloa CHA CHA, hela..."

     "Dana!  Fox!  I didn't hear you drive up!  I was in the back
gardening.  The roses are coming in nicely this year." Maggie Scully
appeared at the front door as the family walked up.  She noticed the angry
glare Michelle was giving her brother... as well as the bruise on Fox
Mulder's face.  "My god, what happened?" 
     "It's a long story, Mom." Dana smiled, though somewhat sheepishly, 
at her mother.
     They walked into the house so as not to create an even greater 
scene.  Michelle and David's parents wondered to themselves whether or 
not their *family* was an X File... but kept their theories to themselves.

-End.-