Inked on Sabbath

By belasera

PG

By request. How the job went wooly in Slim as Dimes

A vague disclaimer is nobody’s friend. All recognizable characters belong not to me, but to Joss Whedon and the darlings over at Universal. No money made, no harm meant.

OMG I wrote something rated PG.

There’s a sliver of a reference to “Jaynestown” anyone sees it let me know!

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Jayne had other plans. Didn’t much care for the one’s Mal had, seein’ as they interfered so mightily with his own. But his plans never did seem to have a place at this dinner table, not with everyone crowded around it.

“It’s a decent job, should be nothin’ but easy. Thing is, settlers on Sabbath are real, well…asides from powerful puritanical they’re somethin’ akin to paranoid.”

Zoe raised an eyebrow at that, was a look Jayne knew to be leery of, meant somethin’ pertinent wasn’t bein’ voiced.

“They sound like a good time.”

Was all Jayne said, but Kaylee, Kaylee who he was bent on ignorin’ at the moment, musta known Zoe’s looks too, cause she pushed Mal a bit.

“Cap’n, we was there a while back, right? Didn’t somethin’ go bad for you and Zoe? You never did say what it was…”

Mal just looked at her crooked but Zoe answered after a bit.

“They married us.”

“Shuma?”

Mal looked pained, but there was a ghost of a smile on Zoe’s face and that was somethin’ after way she’d been, so maybe that’s why he broke in, told the story after all.

“We went to get the goods, just some grainseed, same as this time. Thing is, these folk won’t deal less’n they know ya some, so we stayed the night at their little inn. Shared a room ‘cause there was no other option and Zoe’n I’ve slept tighter’n at anyhow. Thing was, it got out next ‘morn that we wasn’t…yoked so to speak. Mayor, who happens to be the town’s preacher too, went a mite crazed over the thought of us livin’ in sin right there on his rock. Wouldn’t deal with us, way things were. So we got married.”

Mal finished as bland as if he’d said he wanted toast for break