I found this to be a pretty peculiar read- maybe it's because I haven't been reading huge amounts of XF fic recently, but I didn't find it that funny, and even the bits I did find amusing were rather gauche. Mostly it just made me feel profoundly uncomfortable.

Maybe it is ridiculous, but I can't write anything unless I feel very strongly that the characters are real people, or as close to real as possible, and in trying to find out their stories and thoughts and feelings I have to take the same kind of care that I do when dealing with real people at my voluntary job. Jess's fic is obviously satirical but it just made me cringe to think about writing in this way- to treat Mulder and Scully like sockpuppets to be reshaped from hand to hand (or rather, keyboard to keyboard). Treating real people like that when you're trying to coax a story from them is damaging and deeply immoral, and just I can't help but transfer most of my reaction to that over to fictional characters.

Jess is a great writer, and I'm aware my feelings about this story are based more than anything on my personal experience, but I am unlikely to re-read this one, I think.

Also,

Mulder's really not into guys

Yeah right.