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Christmas Gift

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Maya (technically). Post-BDM (definitely). A little Mal/Jayne standalone conversation for the season, and my present to you! Merry Christmas!

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“Jayne.”

“Yeah, Mal?”

“What are you doing?”

“Shh.”

“Are you shushing me?”

“Yeah.”

“Are you shushing me on my own boat?”

“Yeah.”

“I just want to get this clear. Are you shushing someone who is, in fact, captain on his own boat? And did you just sigh at me?”

“No, Mal. Musta been the wind.”

“We’re inside.”

“Yeah, but those beans we had at supper ...”

“Stop.”

“Yeah. Wish they would.”

“Jayne. Why are you shushing me?”

“’Cause I don't want River to hear.”

“She’s psychic, Jayne.”

“So?”

“So she can hear anyone if she takes a mind to.”

“No. She’s bein’ good. On account of it being Christmas.”

“Afraid Santa ain’t gonna bring her something nice?”

“’Xactly.”

“She does know Santa isn’t real, doesn’t she?”

“Course she does. My girl’s a genius.”

“And you know Santa isn’t real, right?”

“Mal.”

“Just checking. So why’s she being all good?”

“’Cause Santa might not –”

“I mean since she knows he’s an incarnation of a mythological imperative?”

“You been reading the dictionary again?”

“It was Bethie, actually. She wanted to know if Santa Claus really exists.”

“And she asked if he was a ‘carnation of a ... what was it?”

“Mythological imperative.”

“Right. And you said?”

“I told her to go ask her Ma.”

“Sneaky.”

“Captain.”

“Yeah. Anyway ... what was the question?”

“River. Santa. Being good.”

“Oh, right. Well, she said that although she knows Santa ain’t real, she hadn’t got no empire ... umpire ... empiri ... she’s got nothing to prove he don’t exist, so she was gonna cover all bases and be good anyway.”

“Maybe I should’ve told Bethie to go speak to her Auntie River.”

“I think she prob’ly did. S’prob’ly why the squirt’s a mite confused.”

“Probably. The fact that she’s your wife confuses me all the time.”

“Hey, me too.”

“So what are you doing? At ... hell, gone one in the a.m. of Christmas morning?”

“Sewing.”

“I can see that. Why?”

“’Cause it wasn’t bi

Comments
DUNLUDJIN
Tuesday, 27 December 2011 02:02
I've been reading your Fan-Fiction for about 3 years now and I've been thoroughly entranced since the beginning.

In the beginning I was kinda ambivalent about the short stories, but I've grown to cherish them for the insight you provide for the character, especially Mal and Jayne.

Please, please keep writing. I've probably read every Firefly (and Castle) story at least 3 times and they all seem to capture the characters so well, even Badger!

Thank you!
Tuesday, 27 December 2011 18:49
BWAHAHAHAHA! I was out of town for Christmas, and when I saw your post, I was mystified, because I usually see really positive comments about your fiction. Then I read it...

Nope. I'm still mystified about the comments. I loved it. In your ficverse, I could totally see this happening. And the bonus "present" that Mrs. Cumberbatch got by seeing Jayne tossed out the airlock in his Christmas wrapping and nothing else...priceless! I'm betting that he was glad that it was warm weather, though!
Thanks for the Christmas present to us fans of the Maya-verse.
Tuesday, 27 December 2011 22:02
Amusing read, Jane. I liked the news report at the end. Got a little confused about who was speaking about halfway through just after the mythological imperative (which was quite funny!). Maybe because Mal said "Captain" and that threw me. Is Bethie Mal's kid or a niece? Don't quite remember. Thanks for writing.
Wednesday, 28 December 2011 04:25
hee hee... cute. Glad you are still writing the Cortex clips. :)
Wednesday, 28 December 2011 22:14
I just know that Jayne is going to go and get a ribbon to tie a bow on it now... Ali D :~)
"You can't take the sky from me!"
Thursday, 29 December 2011 02:48
i liked this alottt!!! :) utterllly adorable :)

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