Title: Darn Excellent Findings
author: Jmaria
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Joss made em, I just play with them.
Summary: A stowaway finds herself in Serenity's cargo hold. Questioning and threatening ensue.
A/N: Okay, continuing in the every sentence starting with a letter in alphabetical order because I'm a glutton for pain. Everyone is still
Darn Excellent Findings
"Andrew is so dead when I find him," Dawn hissed. Buffy had warned him thousands of times not to play with knifes, especially after that whole incident down in the basement of Sunnydale High. Couldn't he ever listen?
"Didja say something?"
"Ew, did anyone ever tell you that you smell funky?"
"Funky," River said, gingerly pulling at Jayne's shirt.
"Gorramitt, Mal, tell em I ain't funky!"
"Huh?"
Inara found them like that, River pulling and poking at Jayne's clothes, Mal and Jayne staring at the girl in Jayne's arms. Just don't let this be another Saffron situation, Inara thought to herself.
"Kick-ass outfit you got on, hon," the girl called to her.
"Looks like you know our little stowaway, 'Nara," Mal turned on her.
"Mei-mei, come away from there," Simon called, bursting in before Inara could defend herself.
"Never seen her in my life, I just really like her outfit, buddy. Okay, this holding me against my will and stuck to Mr. Chimpo here is getting really old."
"Put her down, Jayne," Inara snapped.
"Quit bitchin', 'Nara. Ruttin girl's been kickin' and clawin' since she popped outta her hide-y hole," Jayne yelled.
"She didn't pop out, she popped in. Through the green glow, blood drip-dropping in a symphony of idiocy."
"Um, what she said - it's not necessarily wrong," Dawn said nervously. "Very accurate, actually."
"What are you goin' on about?"
"'Xactly what I was wonderin'," Mal demanded.
"Yeah, there's this thing with blood, well, my blood to be specific and if I'm cut I open up a portal to other dimensions," Dawn blurted when she saw his hand go to the pistol at his side.
"Zoe, get Wash to turn this boat around now!"