Title: The Great Banana Muffin Caper

By Lady Midath

Fandom: X Files fan fiction

Pairing: Skinner/Mulder/Krycek

Rating: NC17 for m/m/m sex, humour and discipline.

Category: slash

Warnings Contains discipline and three men in a BDSM relationship

Disclaimer: Nope I don't own any of 'em, wish I did though:-) CC and Ten Thirteen Productions owns everything except for Hudson my trusty computer and bestest friend.*grin*

Archive To WWOMB, RatB, Full House Slash, AURA, Safe House, DITB everyone else please ask first

Spoiler Nope

Summary: No real plot in particular, this story was written just to give Gaby a chuckle,and hopefully help her feel a little better :-)

The Great Banana Muffin Caper
by Lady Midath

"What the..." Walter stared down at the counter in the kitchen puzzled. Gone, they were gone. Disappeared, vanished into thin air. All twelve banana muffins.

Nothing, not even crumbs for god's sake.

The muffins that Walter had spent all morning baking for an afternoon treat...gone.

"Alex...Fox, get your butts in here NOW!"

Walter strode out into the living room, no sign of either of his subs, like the muffins, they too had vanished into thin air...probably leaving a trail of crumbs behind them. Walter thought grimly.

Banana muffin crumbs, his banana muffin crumbs.

The now very angry AD searched the house for either of the obviously guilty young men but turned up nothing. Not even the baking pan that the muffins had been cooling in.

When I get my hands on those two...Walter fumed as he searched every room in the house.

"Fox, Alex, you're only making things worse for yourselves, you may as well come out and face the music!" Still no sign of them.

Walter walked back down to the kitchen, anger slowly being replaced by worry now. Where were they?

He walked out to the backyard...still no sign of them. Walter sighed, he hated it when they took off like this. How many times had he told them both not just disappear like this, to at least let him know where
they were going.

He sighed, well there was nothing he could do now, just wait for them to return.

Walter turned and slowly walked back into the house, well at least he could pass the time by baking some more muffins.

(2)

"He's going to kill us." Alex said as both he and Fox walked into the local bakery.

"He is going to kill us, then he's going to have Scully resuscitate us so he can kill us all over again."

Fox sighed and turned to look at him. "It's all right Alex, all we have to do is buy some more banana muffins and take them back home, once Walter sees that we have replaced the ones we ate, he won't be so mad at us any more."

Alex sighed and shook his head miserably. "How could we have eaten all of them?"

"Well, they were good muffins." Fox replied. "Oh cheer up Alex, it's not that bad. It's just a couple of muffins you know, not the end of the world."

Fox was trying to cheer the younger man up, but inside he was nervous, after all Walter had spent the entire morning baking them. Fox and Alex had only meant to have one each but they had tasted so good... before
either of them realized, the whole dozen muffins had disappeared.

They had quickly cleaned up the crumbs and washed the baking pan in order to hide the evidence, but it was no good, Walter would know who ate the dammed muffins, there was nothing for it now but to try and buy some more in order to appease Walter and hopefully save their behinds into the bargain.

"Can I help you?" The young girl behind the counter asked cheerfully.

"Yeah." Fox said. "I'd like a dozen banana muffins please"

"Oh I'm sorry, we have just sold out of banana muffins Sir." The girl replied. But we have strawberry, passion mango and chocolate chip fresh baked."

Fox stared at her for a moment. "How could you not have banana muffins?" He asked, his voice rising slightly. "You always have banana muffins."

The girl looked back at him, unsure now. "I...I'm sorry, Sir, but we have just sold out, we should be getting another delivery this afternoon though if you wish to place an order..."

"That's no good." Fox sighed. He turned to Alex who was looking very worried now. "Come on, there's another bakery up the street."

Alex followed him out of the shop. "Do you think Walter's realized that we've gone by now?" He asked nervously.

Fox sighed, then nodded. "Probably, but it's too late to worry about that now." He replied. "Come on, we'll try the other bakery."

(3)

Walter set the muffins on the counter to cool, it was after twelve, they had been gone for over an hour and a half now.

"Where are they?" He muttered under his breath. He had tried first Fox's cell phone, then Alex's, both were turned off. That in itself was enough to make Walter angry, he had given both of them strict instructions to take their phones with them when they went out and to keep them turned on at all times.

The fact that they had turned off their phones was an offense punishable by spanking, not to mention the fact that they had left without letting him know, leaving him here to worry, and all this on top of the original offence...eating all the dammed muffins.

Well there were two young subs that were going to go to bed with hot bottoms tonight, that was for sure, Walter vowed as he bent down to check the second batch of muffins still in the oven.

(4)

"This is crazy." Fox said as both he and Alex left the second bakery. "They are out of banana muffins as well."

"Maybe we should just go home and face the music." Alex replied, although he hated the thought of facing an angry Walter Skinner.

The ex-Consortium agent had faced alien bounty hunters, Tunisian prisons and having his arm hacked off, but the thought of one of Walter's spankings were enough to turn his stomach to water.

"There has to be another bakery around here with banana muffins." Fox muttered as though he had not heard Alex. He stood on the side walk for a moment, thinking hard.

"Maybe if we went over to that new mall over on Hudson Drive..." Fox mused.

Alex groaned and rolled his eyes. "Fox, give it up, we aren't going to get the stupid muffins okay? None of the bakeries have any, there's been a run on the bloody things. What we are facing here is the Great
Banana Muffin Shortage of 2002, there are none to be had...got it?"

Fox suddenly brightened. "I've got." He said, snapping his fingers. "I know where we can get the muffins."

"Fox..." Alex began, but found himself being hauled towards the car.

"Can't we at least call Walter and let him know where we are?" Alex cried as he was pushed into the front passenger seat of the car.

"Not yet." Fox replied firmly. "He'll only tell us to come home and we are not going home without those muffins."

Alex sighed and lowered his head into his hand, why did he get the feeling that this was not going to end well?

(5)

Walter glanced at the kitchen clock, the hands were pointing at half past two, and still no word from either of his subs. Walter was past angry now, he was furious.

Where in god's name could they be. He could understand them both wanting to avoid punishment for eating all the muffins, but this was ridiculous.

Just wait until I get hold of them. He thought grimly. Neither of them were going to be able to sit down for a week.

Just then, the phone rang.

"That will be them." Walter said as he raced over to the phone and snatched it up.

"Skinner speaking." He barked into the phone, using his best AD's voice.

"Umm, Walter?" It was Fox.

Walter closed his eyes, relief flooding through him. "Fox, is that you?"

"Yes Sir, I Uh, have Alex with me."

Thank god they were both alive, and now he could kill them.

"Where are you both?" Walter asked, striving to keep his voice calm.

"Uh, we are both at the police station, um, we have been arrested." Fox replied sheepishly.

Walter took a deep breath. "I'll be right there.

(6)

"All right, let's go over this one more time." Walter said slowly as he paced up and down the living room.

Both Alex and Fox lifted their heads to look up at their six foot plus dom as he paced. They had both learned from painful experience that a pacing Walter was not a happy Walter and an unhappy Walter was usually a very bad thing, especially when it came totheir bare butts.

"Walter..." Alex began.

Walter spun on him. "Eyes down!"

Gulping, they both fixed their eyes onto the couch cushions, which was not a difficult thing to do considering that they were both draped naked, bottom up over the back of the couch.

"Now let's take this from the top." Walter continued. "First of all, you both ate all the muffins, then instead of telling me, you both take off down to the shopping center to buy more banana muffins...am I correct so far?"

Both Fox and Alex nodded miserably.

"You went to the bakery shop only to find that they had sold out of banana muffins, so you went to the second bakery only to discover the same thing."

Fox gave the older man a crooked grin. "Yeah, who would have figured that huh?"

Walter fixed him with a glare. Fox quickly turned his eyes down once more.

"So instead of calling it a day, you both decided to get a little... shall we say, creative." Walter drawled.

Both Alex and Fox shut their eyes, their butts were toast.

"Now let's see...and I have to admit, this is where it all gets interesting." Walter continued. "You decided to go to the actual factory were the muffins are made, Fox using his FBI badge in order to speak to the manager, is that right Fox?"

"I though it was a good idea that the time." Fox mumbled.

"When the manager refused your demand for a dozen banana muffins, you threatened to have him arrested and taken into custody, claiming, and I
quote...refusing to supply a Federal Agent with a much needed batch of banana muffins."

Fox swallowed hard now. This was looking worse and worse all the time.

"Then after the manager threatened to call the police and the Bureau to complain about your behaviour, Alex then threatened him with...now what was it again Alex?"

"Asmsmmms." The younger man mumbled.

Walter cocked his head. "I am sorry, I didn't quite catch that."

"I said, I told him that I was an agent for the CIA and that he would be terminated with extreme prejudice if he did not supply us with the muffins." Alex answered sullenly.

Walter drew a deep breath, then slowly let it out. "And what happened after that?" He asked sweetly. Both subs shuddered, they knew that tone of voice all too well.

"He told us to get out or he would call the police, the FBI and if necessary the Marines, so we refused to leave." Fox replied. "But Walter, we were only trying to replace the muffins that we ate."

His tone had taken on a distinct whine now.

Walter sighed. "Then what happened after that?"

Both subs risked a quick glance at each other, then replied in unison. "It wasn't our fault."

"I don't care whose fault it was." Walter replied, his tone dangerously calm now. As far as I am concerned, you are both to blame here. Now what happened next, or would you like me to refresh your memories?"

Fox and Alex groaned, this is where the story got really ugly.

"Now I do believe that you both refused to leave the premises and the police were eventually called and both of you were placed under arrest and hauled away." Walter turned to Alex. "And were you really yelling give me muffins or give me death?"

Alex had the good grace to look sheepish. "I guess I kinda got carried away huh?"

"Kinda." Walter replied drily. "I just thank god that the manager decided not to press charges, Fox could you imagine what something like this could do to your career?"

Fox muttered something, right now it was not his career he was worried about.

"And as for you Alex, I would have thought you would have had more sense."

"Sorry, Walter." Alex replied as sincerely as he could.

Walter sighed. Well if they weren't sorry now, they very soon would be.

"Well I have finally decided on your punishment, gentlemen." Walter announced almost like a game show host. "First of all, both of you are going to get a good strapping with my belt, and then you are both going to call the manager and apologize to him, is that clear?"

Both subs nodded miserably.

"Good." Walter said, he walked over to where he had left the thick belt that he used for very severe punishments and picked it up. He carried it over to where both his subs were still dangling over the back of the couch.

"Brace yourselves, boys." Walter said, then brought the belt down across Fox's backside.

The young man jerked with the force of the blow and soon he was kicking and crying under the sizzling blows of the strap.

Finally the spanking was over and Walter lifted him up to soothe him. Fox wept frantically, as he oh so carefully rubbed his throbbing behind.

Walter used his handkerchief to wipe Fox's tears off his face, then after a few more minutes of comforting the woebegone young man, he led him over to the corner, red bottom on display.

Alex lay over the couch waiting as Walter walked back over to him.

He gasped as the belt spanked down hard across his previously unmarked cheeks. Like Fox, he was soon yelling and kicking under the sting of the thick leather belt, and like Fox, he was lifted up and comforted.

Walter held the sobbing young man in his arms, murmuring nonsense words in his ear until Alex had calmed down a little, then he was led over to another corner to display his own well strapped behind.

Walter smiled to himself as he carried the belt back into the bedroom to hang it back up where it belonged on the back of the wardrobe door.

After twenty minutes he released both of his well punished subs from their corners and and allowed them to get dressed once more.

This time instead of jeans and shirts, they opted for sweat pants and jumpers, the softer material was easier on their sore butts.

After dinner had been eaten and the dishes cleared away. The three of them snuggled down on the couch, the evening news was on.

After a few moments, Fox looked up at the older man. "We really are sorry, Walter." He said quietly. "I mean, for everything, eating all the muffins that you spent all morning baking, and then taking off
without letting you know, and the scene at the factory..."

"Yeah, Walter." Alex piped up. "We are sorry.

Walter chuckled and hugged his two subs tightly, kissing them both. "Well, it's all over now, I doubt either of you will try anything like that again."

Both Fox and Alex agreed, no they most definitely would not.

As the three of them settled down to watch TV, Alex suddenly asked. "Walter, why did the manager drop those charges against us?"

"Easy." Walter replied with a smile. "I told him that you were both very sorry and that you would both make restitution for disrupting his factory the way you did."

"Restitution...but how?" Both Fox and Alex were staring at him, eyes filled with apprehension.

"I told him that starting next weekend, you would both be working there, helping him out with the baking and cleaning and what ever else needs to be done. You see he's been shorthanded recently, that's why there was a shortage of certain kinds of muffins, like the banana ones." Walter explained.

Alex and Fox were now staring at him in horror, they were going to spend their entire weekend baking muffins and cakes and having to clean up? This was an even worse punishment then the spanking that they had
both gotten.

"And I don't want to hear any arguments about it...got it, guys?"

"Our whole weekend." Fox groaned. "Couldn't you just give us another spanking instead?"

END