note: sure hope you like this! n if you don't please give me feedback cos i need to know where i'm goin wrong. it has been quite a while since my last fanfic... i think it's pretty self explanatory, but more shall be revealed so no worries. enjoy!

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Put-put-put.

Daniel flung himself behind the rock, gasping for breath. The midday sun beat down on his dark head of hair and he dragged his hand across his brow, leaving a smear of dirt. He spun open the cartridge of his pistol and sighed.

“Empty.”

With a quick glance he peered from behind the rock, his clear blue eyes scanning the now empty horizon. “What the-”

“Hands in the air.”

Daniel froze. Slowly he turned to meet the stern eyes of his adversary. She stood tall and dark. The grip on her pistol and the firmness of her stance spoke of proficiency beyond her years.

The girl sneered. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t riddle you with holes, you piece of scum.”

“I’ll make you pancakes.”

“Hm… With syrup?”

Daniel rolled his eyes, scrambling to his feet. “Aw, come on Seph! You know we never get syrup!”

Sephora smirked. “ You can get some in Persephone, Li-wu.”

“An use up my allowance?”

“At gunpoint there ain’t no negotiation!”

“Or what? You’ll riddle me with pellets ?”

“Hell yes I will!”

“You wouldn’t dare anyway. Your Mother would-”

Put-put.

Daniel cursed, clutching his arm. Blood seeped through his fingers. “You mu-gou !”

“Kiss your Mamma with a mouth like that?”

“Oh, you are getting it…” Leaping forwards, he tackled Seph to the floor before she had time to react.

Kaylee sat in her deckchair at the end of the gangway, watching the kids scuffle in the dirt. Her fingers were occupied with some piece of machinery salvaged from a recent job. It was glorious weather, the perfect day to be planetside.

“Mamma!”

The pattering of feet caused Kaylee’s head to swing around. A child with a light head of hair tottered forwards, followed by her wary Father.

“