Two linked ficlets from prompts

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I've been taking prompts again. Feel free to wander over to my LJ and throw me one for June - here are some of the results from May *g*

Disclaimer:These are not my characters and not my 'verse. All hail Joss.

Prompt: Wash/Kaylee, Serenity's bridge
For: loketari
Rating: G
Warning: none
Character(s): Wash, Kaylee

Kaylee had been on board nearly a month. She'd fallen in love with the ship. Serenity was the shiniest ship she'd ever seen, and to know that her work was keeping her girl flying filled Kaylee with pride. The small crew was unusual, that was true, but they worked somehow, kinda like a family. Maybe not quite like Kaylee's family, perhaps, but a family, all the same. Squabbling, yelling, laughing, playing tricks...she'd played one of her own when she'd sneaked into the dining area one night to paint flowers around the walls. It hadn't quite worked out they way she'd planned when the pilot had enthusiastically approved. Yeah, Kaylee was happy on Serenity, but there was one thing missing.

Sex.

It wasn't that she couldn't do without it, it was more that she didn't want to do without it. She'd thought at first that the captain had a thing going on with the first mate. It only took a couple of days for her to figure that the math on that would never work out. Even so, there was something forbidding about the captain that had stopped her trying anything. That and the fact that the man persisted in seeing her as young and innocent, despite the way they'd met.

The pilot, though - well, Wash was pretty cute. Funny, too. And he really knew his ships. It gave Kaylee a warm glow inside to have someone around to talk engines with, and someone to tinker around with engines with. So, when they were both crouched under the flight desk checking the wiring to the nav controls, she took her opportunity. Stretching out for a screwdriver, she contrived to fall onto him, knocking him off balance so he fell flat on his back, with her stretched out on top of him.

He blinked up at her. "Uh, Kaylee? What just happened?"

She just grinned, and kissed him.

"Whoa, Kaylee!" He struggled out from under her, backing away. "Kaylee, I don't think, I mean, it's just..."

She sat back on her heels, hurt. "What? I ain't pretty enough for you?"

"No, no. You're all kinds of pretty, Kaylee. I just ... well, me and Zoe, we're..."

Her eyes opened wide. "You an' Zoe are...um...?"

"Well, we're not exactly um." Wash made a face. "But I'm hoping, you know? So, um, it's not so much not wanting to as just, well ..."

"Not wanting to with me," Kaylee supplied flatly.

"No, it's just ... Kaylee, is there any way I can get out of this with us still being friends?"

Kaylee smiled. She never could stay angry for long, and Wash looked so pleading. Besides, who else would she talk engines with? "Think you need to go find Zoe."

He grinned. "Think you're right." Leaving her to finish up, he sprang to his feet and headed out into the corridor.

 

 

Prompt: Wash/Zoe, hallway between Serenity's bridge and the dining area
For: damn_hero_zoe
Rating: PG-13
Warning: none
Character(s): Wash, Zoe

"So, pilot. You're hoping to 'um'."

Wash froze at the bottom of the steps from the bridge. Zoe was leaning against the wall, arms loosely crossed over her chest, one hip thrust out slightly by her stance. He gulped. "Well, erm, yes. Kind of. Hoping. Yes."

"With me." Her expression didn't change.

"Yes?"

"And you didn't think to actually tell me about this." She shifted, crossing one leg over the other.

Wash's eyes followed the movement of the long, slim leg wrapped in tight gray fabric. "I, uh, thought you might notice. I mean, I'm not big on subtle."

"Oh, I noticed, pilot." There was a slight hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth. "Was waiting on you getting up the courage to actually say something."

He took a tentative step closer, encouraged when she didn't move away. "Well..."

"What? Ain't got nothing to say, pilot? Gonna tell me a man as talks so much don't have any words to say?" There was definitely a smile on her face now. She pushed away from the wall and walked towards him, hips swaying. "Then how about doing something?"

"Doing..." Wash stared into the beautiful face barely an inch from his own.

"Course, if you can't think of anything..."

"Not so much on the thinking right now." He swallowed.

Zoe backed off, her eyes lingering on his face. "See you later, pilot. My bunk, twenty-one hundred. We'll see about that 'um'."

"Um, right." He watched her go, a bemused grin spreading over his face. "Right!"