Angelle is mine and the rest is Joss's.

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Chow....or dinner, the time where you eat, drink, and be merry or at least do two of the three, depending on how your day went thus far and since mine had gone pretty well, I was indulging in all three. We had quite a spread before us, one last meal on land before we took to the stars and I had contributed some swamp berries; a cross between a strawberry, raspberry, and choke cherry. It's an odd duck, but after living with them all your life, you get use to their weird taste, texture, and look. The best way is to say; they resemble a man's testicle in freezing cold water, fuzzy, shriveled, and lacking in any real recognizable shape. Laugh as long and as hard as you like, that is what they looked like and about the way they felt. Like I said before, an acquired taste.

Kaylee had been the first brave one, touching the small fruit then proceeded to drop it in her mouth. Her first reaction was like a little baby with its first taste of something sour, lips puckered and eyes squeezed shut and then the sweet juice began to out weigh the tang and her face slacked back to normal. "It's got a kick." She mumbled before reaching for another.

After that, everyone tried one with about the same reaction, though River, now sporting a necklace full of 'animal' teeth, which she did eventually bring back to me (her brother Simon all but drug her) and then I told her to keep them. I rather like my shark's teeth better and I still have those rat tail earrings. I kid you not, they truly are rat tails. Mal did respond with a few choice words in Chinese along with Jayne as to the feel of the berry in their mouths and the way it burst when they bit into it.

I stifled a bit of a giggle at the response before working my way through a salad filled with tomatoes, lettuce, carrots, and some cheese. The berries were definitely great, but my father thought they were cure alls and fed them to me religiously whenever I got as much as a sniffle. He