Superfail! (aliaspiral) wrote,

Firefly Ficlets/Drabbles

Late drabble/ficlet still working on them, promise.

rinalin requested Jayne, guitar.

Title: Strum
Author: alianora

When he was a kid, his daddy had played sometimes, when he weren't too tired or too drunk. Jayne had liked listening, but usually fell asleep or had chores to do. It weren't like it was something that happened alot, anyways.

But his momma had always liked it.

So, when his daddy had been shipped off to a different mine for a few months, Jayne took it upon himself to learn how to play the damned thing.

The guitar fit strange in his half grown hands, and the strings were near wore out, but after two weeks sitting in the barn after his chores, picking at it, he could manage a passable tune.

His momma cried when he came in with it, and played Amazing Grace. His voice was rough, and the notes were a little uncertain, but he thought he got through ok.

He played for her every night til his daddy came back, while she was cooking or right before bed. She would sit, sometimes, and just listen to him playing and Matty singing.

And then they sent Pop back with a bad leg, and Jayne had to go to work proper, to keep them all fed.

And the guitar stayed under his bed til the day he left.


This is for neroli66, who didnt actually request anything, but managed to stick this bunny in my ear.

I want it to be known that this is, in fact, ALL HER FAULT.

also, there is a crossover here, and you minions better catch it.

Title: Heat Lamp
Author: alianora

Kaylee thought it was so pretty, sitting up there in the shop window. All purple and delicate looking.

Mal rolled his eyes, but he didnt say nothing when Kaylee shelled out some of her hard earned coin for it.

"I can take care of it fine," she assured him. "I can rig up some kinda lamp in the engine room, and the man in the shop said it could survive almost anywhere." She frowned. "He seemed awful glad to be rid of it, but, a sale is a sale, I guess."

"What kinda plant is that thing, anyway?" Wash asked, poking at the bloom.

Kaylee snatched it outta his reach. "Don't touch it! Man said it was fragile and not to touch the bloom ever." She brought it close to her face and baby talked it. "We won't let that mean man hurt you, dont you worry."

When they got it back to the ship, Kaylee set about making it its own place in the mess. She got it all set up and pretty, sitting there like it belonged, right in the middle of the table. She smiled with satisfaction, and managed to only jump a little when River materialized at her elbow.

River examined the orchid carefully, hands tucked behind her back.

And then she took two giant steps back from the table.

"Won't eat there," she told it. "We eat there, and there isn't enough for you."

"River, what..?" Kaylee shook her head.

"It will all end in blood," River sighed. "Don't feed it after midnight. It will grow without looking. I'm eating in my room from now on."

Kaylee blinked as River backed up against the wall and slid along it, eyeing the plant suspiciously.

"Don't trust it, " River advised as she slid out of the room. "It will swallow you whole, if you give it the chance."



more coming tomorrow!

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