Author's Note: I wrote these little drabbles to help raise awareness of US food banks' shortage of food donations. Hear the NPR news story at: http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=6530180

And find a food bank near you at America's Second Harvest: http://www.secondharvest.org/

Please note, I am not affiliated with NPR or Second Harvest in anyway. Just trying to encourage people to donate food. :D If you like the fic, donate food and spread the word!

III. BLUE

The third time River hit him with a can of peaches she’d been stowing supplies in the pantry with Kaylee. Something set her off and all of a sudden she was flipping out, scattering the protein packs, crying some gou shi about hands of blue. He’d run to the kitchen when he heard the commotion but soon as he set foot in the pantry, he was laid out flat by a flying can to his gut.

When Simon stepped over his dry heaving self to give River a smoother, Jayne decided this was the last time he helped Simon out.

Gou shi – dog shit

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