Disclaimer: Both Firefly and Buffy belong to Joss Whedon
A/N: This pairing was itching at me. And I wanted to post it before going to sleep.
A/N2: (12/05/2007) OMG You guys are like the BESTEST ever! Not just one but TWO nominations for this little ole thing. I mean *I* like it and I knew that you did but never so much and that makes me so happy. THANK YOU for doing so. Means a lot.
He knew people said he was stupid. He didn’t disagree with them, there was no reason for any thing deep unless you were talkin' about how deep the holes Vera put in a body could get.
Or maybe how deep was the pit of his stomach.
That was deep and it was all the deep that he needed. But he’d known though, the moment he had seen her funny little hat that she was meant to be his.
He was suspicious about everything and everyone. And he was suspicious of her, the girl who had fallen from the sky with a funny piece of wood in her clenched fist. But he couldn’t stop looking at her. She was small and lithe. Sunnier and more determined than Kaylee and stronger than the gorram moonbrain.
He liked that she probably could send him flyin’ to Persephone with one swift kick.
It turned him on. The captian thought he was insane. But dino-man understood, after all he was married to Zoe and that woman was scary when she wanted to be. He was smart enough to admit that.
He wasn’t prettified like the doctor or good with words like Book.
To her that didn’t matter none. ‘Cause when he’d grunted, “Nice hat.”
She’d beamed and replied,
“Flaps are so cool.”