(honestly I really don't know how to describe this one it started out as one thing, but turned out to be something totally different, so be warned. It's nothing kinky or weird its G rated fun, but...sorry ramblings.)

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Zoë had been bored before. When her grandmother visited her ship when she was a girl and ranted on and on about how little girls shouldn’t play with guns and that she should wash behind her ears more. Zoë had even been bored to tears back in basic training when her commanding officered jabbered on about how they were the most useless pile of piss ants he had ever set his eyes on. But, this was a whole new level of boredom. Zoë was bored out of her mind. She contemplated shooting herself in the foot just to have something to do. She went over and over again in her head how she ended up in this situation, here with Kaylee in an old junk yard looking for parts. She watched Kaylee listlessly as she flirted with the proprietor’s son. Kaylee was speaking her enginey babble that Zoë never pretended to understand, but the boy seemed to be engrossed in what Kaylee was saying. Maybe if the doctor had paid more attention to Kaylee like this boy did this process wouldn’t be taking so long or better yet her husband could be here so they could have a ménage à trois of enginey parts conversation. But, Wash had broken his foot during an outing with Mal and Jayne. Zoë had told Mal on numerous occasions that her husband couldn’t hold his liquor, but Mal had to buy him that last shot which sent him over the edge. Wash couldn’t see straight let alone walk straight which all lead to his foot being broken and her being here in hell.

“Kaylee we finished yet?” She asked a little perturbed.

Kaylee laughed at the good looking boy’s joke. She placed her hand on his hand. He blushed. This day was looking a bit brighter, now that she was away from Idiot. It was a normal morning; some might say a great morning until Simon opened his big fat mouth. He was supposed to go with Kaylee to pick up the par