Family two-piece. Fluff.
I own nothing except my little spine on the Joss world.
Without further ado....
"Please?"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Please? Please? Please?"
A low growl rumbled through the bridge, "No."
Hope pouted at her captain, her arms wrapped around his right leg and her lip pouting out at him.
Mal refused to even look at the adorable four year old. Who knew his merc and his witch could make such cute little ones?
Hope stamped her foot and whined, "Uncle Cap'n Mal! Please!"
Mal clenched his jaw as he felt himself giving up.
"Listen here little Hope, I ain't playin' dress up or make up or any other up wit' ya. Yer s'posed ta be in bed. Go try playing lay down. Get."
Hope pursed her lips as she looked around the deserted bridge.
Her uncles and aunts were all sleeping, her cousins too. Mommy and Boppa were sleeping and baby Mattie was unsurprisingly sleeping.
"But Uncle Cap'n you're the only other one up! And since Inara's finally sleeping and finally over her pregnancy sickness and ya don't wanna wake her you're gonna be up for awhile! Please!"
Mal looked down and scowled at her. Mistake, he shouldn't have looked.
"What did I say about reading?"
Hope sighed and rested her chin to his thigh, "That it makes everyone uncomfortable when I see what should be personal. And that it's rude and nosy and a no-no."
Mal nodded, "That's right. We've lived with a reader going on six years. Does one get used ta havin' their mind open for reading? Absolutely not!"
Hope scowled as she pouted and Mal knew he was a goner as tears also welled in her bright blue eyes.
"Please Uncle Cap'n? I'll sleep then and I won't complain when ya tell me ta be quiet. And I won't read unless cleared. Please?"
Mal bent and scooped the girl up, walking down the stairs and into the kitchen where Hope's make ups and jewelry were all spread out. Mal gulped, especially to see the hair things.
"The things I do for my girls." he muttered and Hope giggled, "It's cause ya love me, love us all!"
Mal kissed her forehead and grumbled, "And cause ya all got me wrapped around yer little fingers liken I was a pretty bauble."
Hope kissed him on the nose and crawled on the table as she applied makeup first.
Somewhere in between funny smelling powder and cold beads on his neck Mal felt his eyes droop. He yawned and tasted fruity sticky stuff.
Hope watched Mal fall asleep. She cleaned up her things because her Uncle Capn' liked things put away. Grabbing a blanket she covered him up and kissed his cheek, "You look prettiful!" she giggled and left.