TtH Drabbles

title: What You Hear Is Not What You See
word count: 200
fandom: BtVS/Firefly
challenge: # 26 misunderstandings
notes: Sort of in the same vein as my mini "The Myth of Spike That Was".

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"Mmmmmm-mmmm."

"Like that do you, pet?"

"Harder."

"You sure?"

"Ye-es. Har-der." The tone used was slightly exasperated.

"As the lady wishes."

"Oh yes. YEEEEEEEEEEEES."

Captain Malcolm Reynolds exchanged a look with Zoe. Jayne was grinning from ear to ear, and Simon Tam... well, the doctor had one eye that was twitching and looked... murderous. It was an odd look on him.

Of course if it were HIS sister doing what sounded an awful like the naughty nekkid dance with a fellow who called himself Spike, Mal might not find any humor in the situation, but as he had no sister, he did find it a little funny. Until he recalled that he'd kinda sorta taken to River like a big brother or a father figure himself.

Mal charged into the infirmary like snarling beast ready to put a bullet in someone's blonde head for putting his hands... and whatever else had been put... on his sweet little crazy girl-person.

Only to find River laid out on her belly on the operating table with Spike doing what looked like massaging her shoulders. Both were fully clothed.

"Oh." Mal blinked. "Huh."

Everyone else crowded in behind him wanting a look-see.

River rose slightly, looking at the intruders over her shoulder. "You are all perverts."

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