Whedonland: Original Character Challenge

Jul 07, 2011 23:43

The whedonland   Challenge: To come up with an original character for a Whedon show, complete with icon, tag banner, and backstory.

The Crew Gets a Cook
Badger makes a suggestion, Mal makes good on an old promise, and Maisie the Cook (played by Margaret Cho) makes her home on Serenity.



"Waal, she sure is cute enough, but jeez, Mal. Don't you think we're getting over populated by womenfolk here? I mean I like women 'smuch as any guy--more, even." Jayne's face, first petulant, lit up for a moment. "But we got ourselves a powerful preponderance of the female kind on crew already. And this one," looking sideways toward the kitchen, "got more 'n' a touch of the crazy in my humble opinion."

"Her name's Maisie, Jayne, and I didn't see you complaining while you were shoveling down the chow. So quit your whining and just appreciate that I've finally come through on an age-old promise to add a cook to this motley crew." Mal crossed his arms and looked satisfied. "And she seems stable enough to me. Granted-" he held his hand up to Jayne's sputtering-- "Granted, anyone comes recommended by Badger, gotta keep an eye out. But I think it's working out mighty shiny so far. So we'll hear no more gripin'. Just keep your distance if she makes you uneasy. Sure enough she feels the same 'bout you."



"Bloody hell, Boss. Grub's gone south since you shipped Maisie off with the scroungers. What's the use of training up one of our fine dancing ladies to be a cook, if you just up and let her scarper?" Marley tossed his fork on the table and pushed his chair back, rubbing his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Manners, manners, mate." Badger's voice was mild but there was a glint in his eye. "It's all part of the plan. It's about time we made this uneasy alliance a bit more easy on our end. And there ain't no-one can do easy like Our Maisie. She's already sussed out their com system and found a few hidey-holes that'll be good to know of next time they do a run for us. And if we can get her to work her wiles on one of 'em...or more...." His mouth twisted in amusement. "Well then we just might find ourselves with a loverly little Firefly at our disposal." He took a bite of food, and his expression turned to disgust. "But you're right about one thing, mate. Time to start training another of our dancers in the fine culinary arts." He too pushed back from the table, and, clapping his bowler on his head, headed out the door.


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