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Ficlet: That mud gets in everywhere. Earth Challenge response
Author: becsh
Disclaimer: Standard disclaimer. Original writing based on a 'verse not my own.
Rating: No swearing or sex.
Spoilers: A little Kaylee/Simon ficlet. Set during Jaynestown
Apologies: For the most likely mangled Chinese. Any corrections humbly accepted, otherwise I recommend you assume any unconventional language use is due to 500 years of language evolution, not my distinct lack of Chinese ability.
Summary: This mud's like engine grease. Once you get it inta your skin it ain't ever comin' out.
"Why that mud jus' gets into everything don' it?" Kaylee smiled and reached down into a pocket of her overalls. "Now just you hold still a second there, an' I'll have you fixed right up". She extracted a worn handkerchief, a spot of engine grease on one corner but otherwise clean. Spitting into it, she started to rub gently at a grey spot on Simon's nose.
He recoiled in drunken horror, losing his balance a little on the pub bench. " ?!! What're you…?"
"Relax now honey, ain't nothing but a bit'a saliva, won't hurt you none. 'Sides it just ain't right for a big-shot doctor ta go around with mud all over his face. Ain't respectable," Kaylee continued with her work, finding a new patch of mud on Simon's cheek.
Simon squirmed a little, "You know, I've been cleaning my own face for a good while now…"
"??, but I bet it's never bin this much fun," Kaylee smirked. Leaning in closer, she started on a spot on Simon's neck.
"Mmm," he breathed in spite of himself. "That's… You're…"
Now or never. Kaylee took one more swig of Mudders' and leant into Simon's neck, running her tongue up to his chin in one soft stroke. "Missed a spot."
She coulda sworn she felt him shiver under her for just a moment, then Simon pushed her away. " ???! Kaylee…"
She pouted just a little, "Aw Simon, why you gotta be so antsy. Ya know this mud's like engine grease. Once you get it inta your skin it ain't ever comin' out."
Simon peered, bleary eyed at the girl in front of him. This straight-shooting farm girl who wore her feelings right on her face, so exposed and yet so grounded. "Well, maybe a little dirt isn't a bad thing. Call it a disguise." He drained his mug and looked around for the barman, "Good disguise."
Kaylee smiled to herself. Yep, that mud gets all over the gorram place.
Chinese
?! h?i! Hey!
?? d?ng rán Certainly/sure
???! tíng zh? t?! Stop it!
Author: becsh
Disclaimer: Standard disclaimer. Original writing based on a 'verse not my own.
Rating: No swearing or sex.
Spoilers: A little Kaylee/Simon ficlet. Set during Jaynestown
Apologies: For the most likely mangled Chinese. Any corrections humbly accepted, otherwise I recommend you assume any unconventional language use is due to 500 years of language evolution, not my distinct lack of Chinese ability.
Summary: This mud's like engine grease. Once you get it inta your skin it ain't ever comin' out.
"Why that mud jus' gets into everything don' it?" Kaylee smiled and reached down into a pocket of her overalls. "Now just you hold still a second there, an' I'll have you fixed right up". She extracted a worn handkerchief, a spot of engine grease on one corner but otherwise clean. Spitting into it, she started to rub gently at a grey spot on Simon's nose.
He recoiled in drunken horror, losing his balance a little on the pub bench. " ?!! What're you…?"
"Relax now honey, ain't nothing but a bit'a saliva, won't hurt you none. 'Sides it just ain't right for a big-shot doctor ta go around with mud all over his face. Ain't respectable," Kaylee continued with her work, finding a new patch of mud on Simon's cheek.
Simon squirmed a little, "You know, I've been cleaning my own face for a good while now…"
"??, but I bet it's never bin this much fun," Kaylee smirked. Leaning in closer, she started on a spot on Simon's neck.
"Mmm," he breathed in spite of himself. "That's… You're…"
Now or never. Kaylee took one more swig of Mudders' and leant into Simon's neck, running her tongue up to his chin in one soft stroke. "Missed a spot."
She coulda sworn she felt him shiver under her for just a moment, then Simon pushed her away. " ???! Kaylee…"
She pouted just a little, "Aw Simon, why you gotta be so antsy. Ya know this mud's like engine grease. Once you get it inta your skin it ain't ever comin' out."
Simon peered, bleary eyed at the girl in front of him. This straight-shooting farm girl who wore her feelings right on her face, so exposed and yet so grounded. "Well, maybe a little dirt isn't a bad thing. Call it a disguise." He drained his mug and looked around for the barman, "Good disguise."
Kaylee smiled to herself. Yep, that mud gets all over the gorram place.
Chinese
?! h?i! Hey!
?? d?ng rán Certainly/sure
???! tíng zh? t?! Stop it!
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