The Games Men Play – Part 2
Thursday, February 23, 2006
The girls walk in on Simon and Mal as they try to figure out what to do with Jayne. Jayne awakes from his drunken sleep to find himself with make-up on his face, in a thong.
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Jayne lay on the pillows in the sitting room, all gussied up, looking to be the ugliest companion this side of Miranda.
Mal and Simon were finally able to compose themselves and while they were reveling in the success of the organization and execution of their plan, reality set in and both suddenly realized they had no exit strategy. The girls would be home any minute and even though it was Jayne lying there, they both had a sudden bout’ of conscience and wondered if even Jayne deserved to have humiliation heaped upon humiliation.
“Should we leave him here Captain?” Simon asked, “We’ve got pictures, I am not so sure the girls are going to think this is very funny”
“Dunno, Doc. I’m not much interested in undressing him again; maybe we should just move him to his room. Let’m sleep it off.” Mal replied still battling back hilarity. “But if we do, I really wanna be watching when he wakes up; a fair piece of distance between he and I, of course.”
Simon agreed, but before they had a chance to pick Jayne up, River came bounding into the room, followed by Inara and Kaylee.
“Simon! Look what Inara… Jayne is dressed like a girl.” River exclaimed, her exhilaration instantly turning to confusion.
Kaylee let out a giggle; while Inara marched right past Simon and Mal to ogle at Jayne’s grotesque get up.
“Are those MY things Mal?” Inara questioned, trying hard to sound annoyed, while holding back laughter.
“See Inara, its like this, we were playing this game, and Jayne got kinda, well out of his mind, of sorts.” Mal groped for the right excuse to explain Jayne’s get up.
“Ya Mal, but its my stuff!” Inara was unable to control herself and began laughing out loud.
“I hope a free months rent on the shuttle will settle up, cause that’s about all I have to offer” Mal groveled hoping to avoid further negotiations.
“Actually, Mal he can have it, this sight is far more valuable than a few undergarments”
Jayne began to stir, rolling over on his side, exposing his thong-adorned backside to the
if we can get mphillips to draw us a bra-clad, furious, makeup-smeared Jayne, the 'verse would be complete!
THANK YOU for sharing...I'll forever have visions of a Vegas-showgirl-Jayne dancing the can-can in my head;)
Fave line, though it was hard to choose: "“See, mei mei, sometimes, guys like to play tricks on each other, especially when they have too much to drink” Simon replied, feeling a little bad explaining to his sister he had a developed a deviant side." Do I detect that you explain this so well because you've perhaps engaged in such antics your own self, Spacie?
"Anger began to well up inside Jayne, as he back-tracked trying to figure out how he could have ended up with make up on his face, and in a thong and bra. “OH, there’s gonna be hell to pay for this, it musta been the doc, no, he ain’t got the jewels to try somethn' this stupid!” Oh yeah, Jayne? Spacie (and we) know better.
Bead from the thong catching in the hair on our big merc's thigh...god, Spacie. I was drinking iced tea when I read that and it went down the wrong pipe. But it was WORTH IT!
Such scene-painting, not to mention dialogue that sings the BDH bodies electric. You're a helluva writer, Man.
"Heaving, and heaving, Jayne burst forth with a technicolor concoction of rum, and fruity oaty bars. Mal and Simon turned away at the sight, each secretly delighting in Jayne’s misery."
Yay for using technicolor and fruity oaty bars.
<Jayne lay on the pillows in the sitting room, all gussied up, looking to be the ugliest companion this side of Miranda.> --- hee hee...sigh, well he IS an ape man gone wrong...in a thong...LOL, that'll be with me all day.
<Still in a drunken sleep, Jayne smacked his lips, and reached his arm back to scratch his backside. Kaylee looked away revolted.> --- ewewewewew! chya, Kaylee's right, I'd be revolted if I saw that too.
<After plopping him down on his bed, Mal and Simon decided it would be best if they kept an eye on him, so they left the door to his quarters ajar and agreed to take turns checking on him until he woke.> --- mm hmm...keep an eye on him ay? *raises eyebrow with a grin* and I'm sure that's just to make sure he's safe, and not to see his reaction when he wakes up...right? :P
<Heaving, and heaving, Jayne burst forth with a technicolor concoction of rum, and fruity oaty bars. Mal and Simon turned away at the sight, each secretly delighting in Jayne’s misery.> --- ooo I like this line.
<“Someone’s gonna die!” he roared and headed for the ladder. “I think someone’s awake” River stated to the group sitting at the dining room table.> --- LOLOL!
<“Hey Jayne, I like your bra!”> --- LOL! aww!! again I want a picture!! ...hmm, or now that I think about it, maybe I don't... :P
You were right spacie, this definately made me laugh, kept up the happy. Thank you so much. I'm gonna go read the next one now!! :)
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