One Hundred Words About Something
This is my first real drabble ever. I'm so very proud.
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"No. Don't even-- Mal, stop looking at me that way."
Mal's look never faltered.
"Would you just-- It's not that bad."
The look on Mal's face was a thing of beauty. Some folks might even wax poetical about it, provided they weren't the ones on the receiving end.
"Really, it's not--" Wash fell silent, squirming uncomfortably.
Mal walked out of the room without a word.
"I don't see why I had to be the one to tell him. This was your bright idea," Wash grumbled.
"Wouldn't've been half as funny if I'd told him," Zoe smiled brightly. She glowed, really.
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"No. Don't even-- Mal, stop looking at me that way."
Mal's look never faltered.
"Would you just-- It's not that bad."
The look on Mal's face was a thing of beauty. Some folks might even wax poetical about it, provided they weren't the ones on the receiving end.
"Really, it's not--" Wash fell silent, squirming uncomfortably.
Mal walked out of the room without a word.
"I don't see why I had to be the one to tell him. This was your bright idea," Wash grumbled.
"Wouldn't've been half as funny if I'd told him," Zoe smiled brightly. She glowed, really.