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Thursday, March 3, 2011

Usually the captain was a somewhat larger-than-life personality - inflated, was the term Simon preferred. So when he entered the galley to find his crewmates gathered around the dinner table, and Mal in a decisive sulk, he was immediately curious. "What's going on?"

This was not to ask why the captain was not simply walking away, or crawling under the table to die of embarrassment, as it looked like Mal was seriously contemplating. After his long search, Simon had uncovered the source of the mouthwatering scent drifting through the ship, and it was many a man who had surrendered all rights to dignity with the promise of sufficient quantities of pie.

Kaylee pursed her lips, unusually frustrated. "Tryin' to tell the captain that Inara thinks he's swai."

"No, we weren't, and she does not!" Mal objected.

This was a situation that perhaps required that he step carefully. Simon considered. "Have you hit your head recently?" he asked, ever the conscientious doctor. Zoe raised an eyebrow, and Jayne snorted from where he was scarfing down a bowl of popcorn. "Or not so recently?"

"Bi zui." It was very difficult to sound dangerous and deadly serious while only armed with a fork and a speared candied cherry, but Mal somehow managed it. "I'm not havin' this from you, either. I pay all of you an indecent wage to not stand around speculating on fàng​pì​ shēnhuà. The two of us have a business arrangement, and that's it."

"Long term brain damage it is," Simon assessed, nodding slowly.


Monday, March 7, 2011 10:11 PM


"...or not so recently?" bwahahaha.

Thursday, March 3, 2011 8:00 PM


Delusional Mal is selectively oblivious!

Thursday, March 3, 2011 5:47 PM


HAHAHA!! Well done and in perfect character too!

Thursday, March 3, 2011 3:45 PM


Lol!! Love it. :D


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