Story: Walk the Dinosaur
Fandom: Firefly
Characters: Mal/Wash
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: They belong to Joss Whedon
Notes: Done for meme challenge for Sinstress. Not sure how well the characterisation is, been a while since I've watched Firefly.
Mal walked in, expecting to see Wash piloting Serenity.
Instead he saw Wash making his dinosaurs battle each other. With sound effects.
“Gorramit, Wash, we’re s’posed to be pickin’ up Inara, not makin’ plastic toys go extinct,” he snapped, more brash than usual. Long weeks made Mal rather waspish.
Wash snorted at him and paused in his assault on the creatures.
“She ain’t got nothin’ in the way of a proper client. Said come get her tomorrow,” he replied casually.
Mal scowled.
Wash grinned and pulled him down for a brief kiss.
“You’re supposed to be the triceratops today anyway.”