Author's note: Well, I had only intended "Ship's Cat" to be a short drabble. However, all my reviewers asked for another chapter, so here it is!
Disclaimer: I do not own Firefly, Serenity or anything to do with said series. If I did, there would be a spin-off already.
Inara Serra was a Companion. Companions are supposed to be calm, collected, and not given to girlish screaming.
This situation, however, was an exception.
Twenty seconds ago, she had climbed in Serenity's sole shower, intent on scrubbing off the dust and dirt of a long day on a desert planet, tracking down (and rescuing) the wayward Captain.
She reached for the tub of old-fashioned brown soft soap, a gift from the people of Triumph (and probably the only good thing to come from the whole 'Saffron' adventure). However, her fingers closed around something squishy- and furry.
Curiously, she brought it up to her face for closer inspection.
It was half a mouse.
In his quarters on the other end of the ship, Mal was roused from a sound sleep by high-pitched squeal.
Author's note:Well, what did you think? Review and let me know!