I do not own Firefly or any characters associated with it (though I wish i did because I would bring it back!)
This is my second FanFic, and I'm still working on the plot line. Should just be a fun stor that will only be a few chapters. Please Enjoy!
Jayne stomped into the dining area as the whole crew was sitting at the table together.
"Good mornin', Jayne." Kaylee smiled warmly at the tall, muscular man.
"Yeah, some gorram mornin'," He huffed, slamming cabinets in search of a bowl and utensils. "Nother mornin' on this gorram boat in this quadrant for another two gorramweeks!"
"I think our sweet Jayne is a tad grumpy today." Wash whispered loudly to Zoe, making his wife smile.
"Shut up, ceshen xiobian lian." Jayne said pointing a chopstick at him, "Or I'll kill you dead with this chopstick, and you know I can do it."
Wash's smile instantly vanished.
"Alright kids, that's enough squabbling," Mal called from his usual spot at the end table, "You're given me a headache, the tingling kind that makes me want to shoot something."
Jayne muttered under his breath as he poured himself yet another bowl of gruel for yet another meal and made his way over to the table, sitting down between Kaylee and Shepherd Book.
"Yummy," He said sarcastically, poking the lumpy grey mass with a chopstick. "Just like Ma used to make. Only her's was a little less moldy and didn't smell like goupi."
"Somethin' botherin' ya, Jayne?" Kayle asked concerned placing a hand on his arm. "Ya wanna I should add some salt to make it taste nicer?"
"Wouldn't need no flavorin' if we had landed on one of the four Fa ma de planets that we passed by to get some decent eatins!"
"Is that's what's botherin you then?" The captain said with false concern. "The food ain't up to your high standards?"
"Naw, ain't that at all," Jayne growled pushing the bowl across the table until it landed directly in front of River, and stood up to face Mal. "Fer a whole gorram month now I've been stuck on this boat with the likes of all you with no decent food, no air that I didn't have to share, and no special entertainmentof any kind. And frankly, if I have to stay stuck on thishere vessel another minute I swear I'll go crazier than River here!"
"All filled up," River muttered, staring at the gruel in front of her then looking up into Jayne's eyes giving him a mysterious smile. "He's all filled up and about ready to burst. Be careful, be careful." She threw her head back and laughed.
"What the hell you talkin about feng yātou?" Jayne growled, flashing herhis meanest glare.
"Please, just let it go," River's brother Simon asked politely to Jayne, standing up beside his sister. "You know she doesn't mean anything by it."
"Only she does, don't she?" Jayne said not lifting his eyes from the young girl. "That witch always is meanin something."
"Well you'll just have to deal with it like the rest of us for the next two weeks until we reach our next landing." Mal said with true annoyance in his voice. "I don't need your complaints, and I don't need you telling me what to do."
"Alls I'm sayin is that we just dock fer a few hours on the next moon and-"
"And I'm sayin is that we've got no time to waste getting to this next job!" He said slamming his fist on the table. "Get outta here Jayne, I'm tired of lookin at your ugly mug."
Jayne cursed under his breath, but rose and stomped out of the dinning area.
"I'll be in my bunk," He called over his shoulder as he stepped through the door way, but stopped and turned back around and snatched his bowl from River's fingers. "Mine!" He growled and headed off again.
River looked at the whole crew.
"I don't think he realized that I spit in it." She said casually, laying her head down on the table.
I do not speak any Chinease, so I got these words off of Gooogle translator. Please tell me if this is wrong so I can correct it and hopefully not offened anyone!
ceshen xiobian lian- Sideways piss face
goupi- Shit
Fa ma de- Fucking
feng yātou- crazy girl