Legacy

Spoilers- Up to Objects In Space and the movie. So, you know, all of them.

Disclaimer- Don’t belong to me, yadda yadda yadda. You know the drill.

Note- I know that there a few dominant ideas to come from the movie, I just hope that this is a bit of a twist.

Note2- River probably sounds a bit saner here, but I figure that after the whole Reaver, etc deal she’s found some way of dealing. The brain is an incredible thing ya know.

Translations:

hun dan- jerk

hwoon dahn- son of a bitch

Zao gao- damn it

Dong ma?- understand?

Dang ran- of course

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“I thought I done told you not to show your face in these parts again, Wildclaw.”

“You ain’t got the power to stop me, Sheriff Threehorn.”

“Is that a challenge, you yellow-bellied snake?”

“You man enough to take it, hun dan?”

“Hoban Washburne Junior, you better not be annoying River.”

Hoban jumped, scattering the plastic trees and dinosaurs that took pride of place on the control panel in front of the pilot’s chair, and turned to face his mother. She stood in the doorway, hands on her hips and an eyebrow arched at him.

“Aw, Ma! We was just playin’!” He held up the plastic T-rex to show her. “River don’t mind none.”

River grinned at Zoë. “Practice. For Simon and Kaylee.”

Zoë smiled. “Okay, but remember what we agreed? No flying till you’re 14. And no trying to convince River to let you have a turn. Remember what the Captain said.”

Hoban sighed. “I never get to have any fun.”

“That’s what I’m here for, Sweetie. You two seen the Captain? We have to get the stuff ready for Boros.”

Hoban shrugged. “Last I saw he was with Inara.”

River shrugged. “Won’t land on Boros till tomorrow. Is it important?”

Zoë shrugged. “Suppose not. Just rather get it done is all.” Zoë paused on her way out. “Half an hour before bedtime, Hoban.”

“Ma!”

“No arguments.”

Hoban turned to River, his pout turning into a grin as Zoë left the bridge.

River wagged a finger in front of his nose. “Mother said no.”

Hoban pouted. “Man, no