Alone at the End of the World
Read Chapter 1: Creamed Corn and Cocktail Weenies
Chapter 2: Snoballs, Sleeping Bags, and Bastard Bees
After her sponge bath, Scully escaped to the kitchen for another mug of tea. She needed to remove herself from the source of her temptation. She couldn't hear much of what Mulder and Frohike were saying, but it was a huge relief to know that their rescue was imminent.
While she waited, Scully looked in the cupboards and found four cans of Spam and a surprise box of snack cakes behind the Folgers coffee and Lipton tea. They were pink Hostess Snoballs, labeled “Mark’s, DO NOT EAT," in black Sharpie marker on the front.
Scully remembered the little birthday celebration Mulder had put together for her a few years ago at the dive bar. It was simple and sweet. And unfortunately, it had been ruined pretty quickly. She shoved the memory aside. Focus on the positive. They had cake now.
She placed the cakes on the kitchen table and continued to count the rest of the cocktail weenies and creamed corn in the cupboard. If they rationed, she figured they had another three or four days of food.
After a few minutes, Mulder entered the kitchen, rubbing his face with a towel. She caught a minty-clean whiff of Irish Spring. He smiled at her, and she smiled back.
“What did Frohike say?”
“He has a connection high up in the Navy. It just so happens they are training at the Naval facility in Valparaíso, Chile. He can send a small team down here to get us. We’re getting rescued, Scully!”
“That is great news! Do they have our coordinates?”
“Yes. Everything is set. Frohike said they have access to a helicopter and a Navy medic.”
“How long until they reach us?"
"It could be another day or two. They'll radio us tomorrow with the specifics.”
Scully sighed in relief. “That's great news. I was just checking our rations. I found a few other things in the cupboards, and I suspect we've got about three days if we're careful.”
Mulder’s eyes went to the table. “Do I see some pink Snoballs, Scully?"
“Yes, you do. Wanna celebrate?"
“Oh, yeah!" Mulder ripped open the box with glee and handed her a cellophane-wrapped treat.
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Thank you to @observeroftheuniverse, and @msrpusher for the beta. Tagging @baronessblixen and @today-in-fic
