Firefly Drabble: Cotton Candy
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alianoraTitle: Cotton Candy
Author: alianora
Jayne goes to the fair..*cough*
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They had stopped on some backwater somewheres where there was a fair going on. Everybody had the night off to play, including the whores.
He was a might sulky bout that. He hadnt had any trim for nearly two months and was getting a bit uncomfortable being around the womenfolk on the crew.
You dont sleep with your crew. Ever. Might cause trouble someday when you need a trustworthy body at your back with a gun.
'Sides, it wasnt like there were alot of options.
Zoe was way beyond taken, not that Wash was a threat or nothing, but Zoe WAS, and he werent about to get himself booted out the airlock for even as nice a piece as she was.
Kaylee was his little sister. And she had her own opinions about how to treat a woman. He didnt fancy having to hang around and listen to her prattle after rutting. Regardless of how cute the prattle could be.
Inara was untouchable. He couldnt come anywhere near her prices. 'Sides, he might muss her pretty stuff, or break something in that little shuttle.
That left the crazy girl, which werent saying much.
Or, at least, it werent before he ended up prying her off the top of the Jacob's Ladder after the doc and Kaylee went to ride the ferris wheel. Ended up with a sticky armful of girl and cotton candy smeared down across his neck.
She giggled and wrapped sugary fingers round his collar, pulling her face a little closer to his. He werent paying too much attention to what she was saying, as he was looking hopefully around for the preacher, who was supposed to be watching her tonight.
He very nearly walked into one of them game booths when a kitten soft tongue traced over the sugar on his neck.
Little girl voice breathed into his ear. "Sweeter than the others. Just hide it better."
END
Next: Ring Toss
Author: alianora
Jayne goes to the fair..*cough*
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literarylemmingThey had stopped on some backwater somewheres where there was a fair going on. Everybody had the night off to play, including the whores.
He was a might sulky bout that. He hadnt had any trim for nearly two months and was getting a bit uncomfortable being around the womenfolk on the crew.
You dont sleep with your crew. Ever. Might cause trouble someday when you need a trustworthy body at your back with a gun.
'Sides, it wasnt like there were alot of options.
Zoe was way beyond taken, not that Wash was a threat or nothing, but Zoe WAS, and he werent about to get himself booted out the airlock for even as nice a piece as she was.
Kaylee was his little sister. And she had her own opinions about how to treat a woman. He didnt fancy having to hang around and listen to her prattle after rutting. Regardless of how cute the prattle could be.
Inara was untouchable. He couldnt come anywhere near her prices. 'Sides, he might muss her pretty stuff, or break something in that little shuttle.
That left the crazy girl, which werent saying much.
Or, at least, it werent before he ended up prying her off the top of the Jacob's Ladder after the doc and Kaylee went to ride the ferris wheel. Ended up with a sticky armful of girl and cotton candy smeared down across his neck.
She giggled and wrapped sugary fingers round his collar, pulling her face a little closer to his. He werent paying too much attention to what she was saying, as he was looking hopefully around for the preacher, who was supposed to be watching her tonight.
He very nearly walked into one of them game booths when a kitten soft tongue traced over the sugar on his neck.
Little girl voice breathed into his ear. "Sweeter than the others. Just hide it better."
END
Next: Ring Toss
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Date: 2005-10-11 07:28 pm (UTC)Read lemming's recent fic.
*doubts ability and/or willingness to go on...
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Date: 2005-10-11 07:35 pm (UTC)so, believe me, i know well the pain of comparing yourself to her fabulousness.
but you know what? the lemming has been writing for a REALLY LONG TIME, which is why she is fabulous.
and besides, i adore the Casino Job, and demand you write more! because i think it is awesome in various forms.
and if you need a beta, i do it. im EVIL, but i beta. hard.