Firefly Fic: Bubbles (1/1)
Title: Bubbles
Fandom: Firefly
Spoilers: None. Set sometime shortly after the pilot episode.
Characters/Pairing: Kaylee & Mal friendship. Mentions of Kaylee/Simon.
Word Count: 682
Prompt: Bubbles - from njborba
A/N: This was my first time writing Firefly. It was fun. :)
Bubbles
Mal was in the cockpit and had just finished up telling Wash their new destination, when something strange happened. It was sight unlike any other he’d seen aboard Serenity over the years. “What the…?” They were everywhere, a continuous stream of them coming from the air vents. Mal swatted at some with his hands, pushing them away from his face.
Wash looked up from the console in front of the pilot’s seat, and his eyes narrowed in confusion. He turned to look at Mal. “Are those bubbles I’m seeing? They look like bubbles. Little tiny ones floating through the air.”
“They rightly are,” Mal responded in an unamused voice.
“Why are there hundreds of bubbles in my cockpit Captain?” Wash questioned, looking up at Mal and obviously expecting an answer.
Mal sighed. “Once I have an answer for that, I’ll let you know.” Without hesitation he turned and headed for the engine room, a distinct motivation in his steps. “Kaylee!”
When he arrived in the heart of Serenity his gorram mechanic was nowhere in sight. “Kaylee,” he called, walking through the hatch, his eyes scanning for her.
“Over here Cap’n,” he heard from behind the engine. He walked around to the far side and saw her lying on her stomach, pouring some sort of liquid into an injection valve that was tucked away underneath one of the braces that kept the engine in place.
Kaylee smiled widely at him as he stood there with his arms crossed, looking down at her. “Need somethin’?” she asked politely.
Mal fought the urge to smile. He didn’t know how anyone could be so rutting cheerful all the time. “Just a question is all.”
“Shoot,” she said, still pouring something into the valve from the jug in her hands.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m just filling ‘er up. The coolant levels in the life support system were getting low, so I thought I’d top her off.”
Mal nodded his head, playing along. “Well, naturally.” He paused for a moment. “This by chance wouldn’t have anything to do with all the bubbles that are coming out of the air vents, would it?”
Kaylee’s smile turned sheepish as she finished emptying the jug. She tossed it to the side and stood up, wiping her hands on the legs of her coveralls. “Well, you see… normally it wouldn’t, but…”
“But…” Mal prompted. His foot began to tap impatiently.
“Well,” Kaylee said as she tucked her hands in her pockets. “I got Jayne to bring me the coolant from the storage locker. And I also asked him to bring me some of that soap we bought last time we were on the inner planets. You know, the stuff that gets the grease off your hands real good.”
Mal shifted his weight to his other foot. “And…”
Kaylee sighed. “Well, you see. Right before I went to fill up the coolant, Simon stopped by. He just… he distracted me is all.”
Mal sighed. He just couldn’t believe it. Not only was that boy likely to land them in a heap of trouble with the Alliance one day, he also had Serenity’s mechanic screwing up at her job. “You put the soap in by mistake.”
Kaylee blushed, and avoided his gaze. “Just a little, I swear. The second I noticed I stopped.”
“Kaylee…”
“What?” she said defensively, meeting his eyes once again. “It ain’t gonna hurt Serenity any. It’ll just clean ‘er out some.”
“So you’re telling me that because you have a thing for this new passenger of ours, I have a ship full of bubbles.”
Kaylee nodded. “Pretty much.”
Unable to help himself, Mal groaned. “Kaylee, I swear if you weren’t the best damn mechanic around, you’d be out on your ass looking for a job right now.”
She grinned and stepped close in order to kiss his cheek. “Love you too Cap’n,” she said before walking around him and heading out of the engine room, a spring in her step.
Mal shook his head and followed as a smile tugged at the corners of his lips.
The End
Fandom: Firefly
Spoilers: None. Set sometime shortly after the pilot episode.
Characters/Pairing: Kaylee & Mal friendship. Mentions of Kaylee/Simon.
Word Count: 682
Prompt: Bubbles - from njborba
A/N: This was my first time writing Firefly. It was fun. :)
Bubbles
Mal was in the cockpit and had just finished up telling Wash their new destination, when something strange happened. It was sight unlike any other he’d seen aboard Serenity over the years. “What the…?” They were everywhere, a continuous stream of them coming from the air vents. Mal swatted at some with his hands, pushing them away from his face.
Wash looked up from the console in front of the pilot’s seat, and his eyes narrowed in confusion. He turned to look at Mal. “Are those bubbles I’m seeing? They look like bubbles. Little tiny ones floating through the air.”
“They rightly are,” Mal responded in an unamused voice.
“Why are there hundreds of bubbles in my cockpit Captain?” Wash questioned, looking up at Mal and obviously expecting an answer.
Mal sighed. “Once I have an answer for that, I’ll let you know.” Without hesitation he turned and headed for the engine room, a distinct motivation in his steps. “Kaylee!”
When he arrived in the heart of Serenity his gorram mechanic was nowhere in sight. “Kaylee,” he called, walking through the hatch, his eyes scanning for her.
“Over here Cap’n,” he heard from behind the engine. He walked around to the far side and saw her lying on her stomach, pouring some sort of liquid into an injection valve that was tucked away underneath one of the braces that kept the engine in place.
Kaylee smiled widely at him as he stood there with his arms crossed, looking down at her. “Need somethin’?” she asked politely.
Mal fought the urge to smile. He didn’t know how anyone could be so rutting cheerful all the time. “Just a question is all.”
“Shoot,” she said, still pouring something into the valve from the jug in her hands.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m just filling ‘er up. The coolant levels in the life support system were getting low, so I thought I’d top her off.”
Mal nodded his head, playing along. “Well, naturally.” He paused for a moment. “This by chance wouldn’t have anything to do with all the bubbles that are coming out of the air vents, would it?”
Kaylee’s smile turned sheepish as she finished emptying the jug. She tossed it to the side and stood up, wiping her hands on the legs of her coveralls. “Well, you see… normally it wouldn’t, but…”
“But…” Mal prompted. His foot began to tap impatiently.
“Well,” Kaylee said as she tucked her hands in her pockets. “I got Jayne to bring me the coolant from the storage locker. And I also asked him to bring me some of that soap we bought last time we were on the inner planets. You know, the stuff that gets the grease off your hands real good.”
Mal shifted his weight to his other foot. “And…”
Kaylee sighed. “Well, you see. Right before I went to fill up the coolant, Simon stopped by. He just… he distracted me is all.”
Mal sighed. He just couldn’t believe it. Not only was that boy likely to land them in a heap of trouble with the Alliance one day, he also had Serenity’s mechanic screwing up at her job. “You put the soap in by mistake.”
Kaylee blushed, and avoided his gaze. “Just a little, I swear. The second I noticed I stopped.”
“Kaylee…”
“What?” she said defensively, meeting his eyes once again. “It ain’t gonna hurt Serenity any. It’ll just clean ‘er out some.”
“So you’re telling me that because you have a thing for this new passenger of ours, I have a ship full of bubbles.”
Kaylee nodded. “Pretty much.”
Unable to help himself, Mal groaned. “Kaylee, I swear if you weren’t the best damn mechanic around, you’d be out on your ass looking for a job right now.”
She grinned and stepped close in order to kiss his cheek. “Love you too Cap’n,” she said before walking around him and heading out of the engine room, a spring in her step.
Mal shook his head and followed as a smile tugged at the corners of his lips.
The End