Fic: Naming Serenity (Mal, Serenity)
Title: Naming Serenity
Fandom: Firefly
Characters: Mal
Prompt: #010 Serenity
Word Count: 299
Rating: G
Summary: Weren’t no sense in buyin’ a ship he didn’t love.
Notes: Written for firefly_15_fics. 23/6/12.
Weren’t no sense in buyin’ a ship he didn’t love. The ship the man guided him to and spoke of was not one he could see himself falling for. It was nice enough, but it was missing something. It didn’t’ have… personality. It wasn’t him. It didn’t speak to him. It was empty, and merely a ship, a thing.
Another ship did call his name, though. She was a beauty, way back away from where the other ship lay. A Firefly class vessel. A real beauty, for sure. She gleamed under the sunlight. It was as if she were winking at him. And he couldn’t help it. Something inside of him knew instantly they were meant to be. He fell for her. Hard.
He grew aware, after awhile, of the salesman bumbling on about the other ship and cut him off. “I want that one,” he said, pointing.
“But that’s a wreck. You want something better, something like this.”
“No,” he said. “I want that one.”
The man shook his head, but led him over. “She’s had a rough life, I’d say. Might not have much left in her.”
“How much do you want for her?”
Sighing, the man told him.
“That’s a bit pricey, after you tellin’ me she might not last.”
“That’s the deal. Take it or leave it.”
He considered his options. Take this fine ship, this Firefly class vessel, and maybe risk her breakin’ down soon. Or buy some shiny but emotionless piece he felt nothing for.
As he handed over the cashy money, he realised that Zoe would kill him. Zoe’s wrath would be a small price to pay for this ship, though. He was sure of it. This ship would be with him til the day that he died.
He’d call her Serenity.
Fandom: Firefly
Characters: Mal
Prompt: #010 Serenity
Word Count: 299
Rating: G
Summary: Weren’t no sense in buyin’ a ship he didn’t love.
Notes: Written for firefly_15_fics. 23/6/12.
Weren’t no sense in buyin’ a ship he didn’t love. The ship the man guided him to and spoke of was not one he could see himself falling for. It was nice enough, but it was missing something. It didn’t’ have… personality. It wasn’t him. It didn’t speak to him. It was empty, and merely a ship, a thing.
Another ship did call his name, though. She was a beauty, way back away from where the other ship lay. A Firefly class vessel. A real beauty, for sure. She gleamed under the sunlight. It was as if she were winking at him. And he couldn’t help it. Something inside of him knew instantly they were meant to be. He fell for her. Hard.
He grew aware, after awhile, of the salesman bumbling on about the other ship and cut him off. “I want that one,” he said, pointing.
“But that’s a wreck. You want something better, something like this.”
“No,” he said. “I want that one.”
The man shook his head, but led him over. “She’s had a rough life, I’d say. Might not have much left in her.”
“How much do you want for her?”
Sighing, the man told him.
“That’s a bit pricey, after you tellin’ me she might not last.”
“That’s the deal. Take it or leave it.”
He considered his options. Take this fine ship, this Firefly class vessel, and maybe risk her breakin’ down soon. Or buy some shiny but emotionless piece he felt nothing for.
As he handed over the cashy money, he realised that Zoe would kill him. Zoe’s wrath would be a small price to pay for this ship, though. He was sure of it. This ship would be with him til the day that he died.
He’d call her Serenity.