BLUE SUN ROOM FAN FICTION - GENERAL

JANE0904

Two for Joy
Sunday, December 5, 2010

A little Rayne ficlet, with a Mal cameo. No OCs, so everybody enjoy. River needs to get clean ... STANDALONE


CATEGORY: FICTION    TIMES READ: 2133    RATING: 10    SERIES: FIREFLY

“Ow!”

“Stand still.”

“It’s cold!”

“Ain’t my fault.”

“Jayne, enough!”

“Nope, don’t think it is. You know what Mal said – you ain’t walking through the ship like that, not ‘til you’re hosed down.”

“It’s not my fault ...”

“You’re the psychic, ain’t you?”

“I was looking at the magpies ...”

“Moonbrain, there weren’t any magpies.”

“One for sorrow, two for joy ...”

“Sorrow’s right. You shoulda been looking where you were going.”

“I expected my Jayne to look for me.”

“I weren’t the one fell in that puddle o’ ... whatever the hell it was.”

“It had a crust.”

“Not after you’d done with it, splashing about like that.”

“Don’t laugh at me.”

“I’m ... laughing with you.”

“I'm not laughing.”

“No? Then it must be me.”

“I can withdraw marital privileges.”

“Riv, I ain’t gonna come anywhere near you ‘til you smell spring clean again.”

“You think I smell like the spring?”

“When you’re not covered in cao ... but ... yeah.”

“Oh, Jayne.”

“Now, you stand back. I got enough on me when I pulled yah outta there.”

“I would have washed your shirt for you.”

“Nah. No point. And Mal’d never’ve let you put it in one o’ our machines.”

“I would have taken it to the stream. Beaten it with a rock.”

“Easier to toss it.”

“It scared the magpies away.”

“I’m telling you, they weren’t magpies. They were crows.”

“Three for a girl, four for a boy ...”

“Uh ... Riv? What are you doing?”

“I thought it might be easier.”

“But you ain't got no unders on.”

“Jayne doesn’t like seeing his wife like this?”

“Uh ... yeah, a’course but ... I ...”

“No buts. Am I clean, Jayne?”

“Uh ... what?”

“Clean? Here? And here?”

“Riv ...”

“What about ...”

Tah muh duh.”

“Would Jayne like to dry my hair?”

“C’n I brush it?”

“Later.”

“Then I reckon I’ll dry it for yah. Last one back to the shuttle’s a magpie ...”

“Five for silver, six for gold, seven for a secret ...”

“Well, I ain’t gonna tell anyone, Riv.”

“River!”

“Yes, captain?”

“Put some gorram clothes on!”

“Yes, sir. Eventually.”

“Damn it. This place gets more like a kindergarten every day ...”

COMMENTS

Sunday, December 5, 2010 5:35 AM

ANGELLEMARCS


LOL! Way too cute. I loved Mal's cameo. :)

Sunday, December 5, 2010 6:15 AM

BLUEEYEDBRIGADIER


Poor Mal...always the ever-suffering martyr to the cause of common sense!

;D

Amazing work, Jane0904! Definitely takes skill to set, expand and sell a story on dialogue alone...and you have it in spades, my dear! I especially love the slow bleed from Jayne being exasperated at River for what happened before getting lured to the "dark" (i.e. inimate" side of thigns ;)

Sunday, December 5, 2010 1:16 PM

AMDOBELL


I don't even want to guess what River fell in! Loved the banter, very in character for all concerned. Ali D :~)
"You can't take the sky from me!"

Monday, December 6, 2010 5:46 AM

WAFFENMAC


Fantastic stand alone as always love anything you write.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010 4:07 AM

SERENITYRIDDLE


Love this little Gem of a ficlet. Very well written. You are so talented, Jane. Well done!

Wednesday, December 15, 2010 10:54 AM

ANONYM


I'm currently reading the story you're writing with angelle so this is the first time I'm reading something that's just your and I really liked it. Funny, in-character and Mal's cameo...couldn't be better!


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