Dropping hints...
Title: Dropping hints
Prompt: "Drop" for the firefly 100
Characters/Pairings: River, Jayne, pre-rayne if you want or River could just be yanking Jayne's chain.
Rating: U
Wordcount: 300
Disclaimer: Not mine, not paid, don't sue.
Notes: Vague follow on from Keep and Caught, again the prompt is implied rather than used as in River is dropping things like Cinderella and maybe you could say she is dropping hints.
Dropping hints
Jayne was more than drunk enough to fall down when he caught his foot on something in the corridor.
He picked it up and regarded it owlishly.
It was a shoe, a pretty little silver shoe with tiny little mirrors stuck all over it.
He stared at it, a lot of Jayne’s stared back.
He staggered through the crew quarters and hammered on Kaylee’s bunk.
“This yours?”
“Ooh shiny, naw ain’t mine, maybe…” Jayne cut her off by closing the hatch, he wanted to get to the bottom of this and get to bed.
Zoë looked at him as if he had two heads and told him to sleep it off.
Inara raised one eyebrow and closed the shuttle door in his face.
That left River, who he found, sitting on her bed wiggling her bare feet and looking annoyed.
“That I am still your last thought does not bode well for our future happiness.” She said severely.
Jayne didn’t understand that, so he ignored it, “Here, s’gotta be yours, take it.”
River stuck out one foot, “You must fit the slipper on bended knee.”
“Huh?”
River nodded pointedly at her foot.
Jayne sighed, fell rather than knelt down, grabbed her by the ankle and managed to get the shoe on at the second try.
River reached under her pillow, “Lo here is the matching item of footwear, we shall be married with great rejoicing amongst the populace.”
“What’s that?” Jayne blinked and swayed.
“I consulted classic literature for unusual forms of courtship. We are now engaged.”
Jayne screwed his eyes shut, got up with difficulty and left. He was going to find Simon and hit him until he found some drugs that would get his sister to leave him the hell alone. Motivating, that was what the boy needed.
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Prompt: "Drop" for the firefly 100
Characters/Pairings: River, Jayne, pre-rayne if you want or River could just be yanking Jayne's chain.
Rating: U
Wordcount: 300
Disclaimer: Not mine, not paid, don't sue.
Notes: Vague follow on from Keep and Caught, again the prompt is implied rather than used as in River is dropping things like Cinderella and maybe you could say she is dropping hints.
Dropping hints
Jayne was more than drunk enough to fall down when he caught his foot on something in the corridor.
He picked it up and regarded it owlishly.
It was a shoe, a pretty little silver shoe with tiny little mirrors stuck all over it.
He stared at it, a lot of Jayne’s stared back.
He staggered through the crew quarters and hammered on Kaylee’s bunk.
“This yours?”
“Ooh shiny, naw ain’t mine, maybe…” Jayne cut her off by closing the hatch, he wanted to get to the bottom of this and get to bed.
Zoë looked at him as if he had two heads and told him to sleep it off.
Inara raised one eyebrow and closed the shuttle door in his face.
That left River, who he found, sitting on her bed wiggling her bare feet and looking annoyed.
“That I am still your last thought does not bode well for our future happiness.” She said severely.
Jayne didn’t understand that, so he ignored it, “Here, s’gotta be yours, take it.”
River stuck out one foot, “You must fit the slipper on bended knee.”
“Huh?”
River nodded pointedly at her foot.
Jayne sighed, fell rather than knelt down, grabbed her by the ankle and managed to get the shoe on at the second try.
River reached under her pillow, “Lo here is the matching item of footwear, we shall be married with great rejoicing amongst the populace.”
“What’s that?” Jayne blinked and swayed.
“I consulted classic literature for unusual forms of courtship. We are now engaged.”
Jayne screwed his eyes shut, got up with difficulty and left. He was going to find Simon and hit him until he found some drugs that would get his sister to leave him the hell alone. Motivating, that was what the boy needed.
~*~