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Into The Black: A Study in Fairytales by loveflyfree (PG-13)
Fandom: FIREFLY
Pairing: Mostly gen, a bit of Kaylee/Bester
Length: words
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loveflyfree
Author Website: just her lj
Why this must be read: This is a great character piece for Kaylee; I love the way loveflyfree explores Kaylee from so many angles, adding texture using the lenses of different fairytales and alternate possibilities. Also, seeing Kaylee's relationship with Serenity contrasted to Mal's is quite interesting---and presenting that point of commonality with the added layer of fairytale vs. reality is an unexpectedly meaningful and satisfying twist that stikes me heart-deep in all the right ways.
Kaylee was no stranger to hard work. Back home, she’d worked harder’n anybody, fixin’ and cleanin’ and keepin’ things goin’ in the house after her mother died. When Cap’n offered her a place on Serenity, well. It was just like jewels and riches fallin’ from the sky, far as Kaylee was concerned. She’d fixed her father an extra big helping of molded protein that night, then run off into the dark with everything she had that she could call her own, not even stoppin’ to say goodbye.
Thing was -- life on Serenity? Weren’t much better’n life back home, come down to it. Cap’n meant well, really he did, but little Kaylee had dreams that didn’t involve havin’ her face streaked with ruttin’ grease every hour of the day. And there weren’t much chance of finding a prince out there in the black. So when she saw that fluffy dress on Persephone, well. Some of those dreams just slipped right out ‘fore she could think twice. And the Cap’n shot ‘em down, fast as they was set free.
Was it any wonder, then, that when that handsome young farmer at the Ball asked her for a dance (imagine her, Kaywinnet Lee Frye being asked to dance at such a fancy place!) she was more than thrilled to take him up on it? And if she let him kiss her behind the buffet table three dances later till her lips were so chapped it hurt to smile, well, no harm done. Only way Cap’n would know was from the leaves caught up in curls of her hair -- and he weren’t likely to notice. Hadn’t taken his eyes off of Inara from the moment they walked through the door.
When the Captain pointed out her bare feet, Kaylee realized too late that she’d left her shoes behind, under the stone bench in the garden where she’d let him shoves his hands up under her new dress, too hard, too fast. But it was easy to plead sore feet and overexcitement for the small loss. At least until the broadwave hit the Cortex a few days later.
Into The Black: A Study in Fairytales (or Three Things That Never Happened to Kaywinnet Lee Frye and One That Just Might Have)
Pairing: Mostly gen, a bit of Kaylee/Bester
Length: words
Author on LJ:
loveflyfreeAuthor Website: just her lj
Why this must be read: This is a great character piece for Kaylee; I love the way loveflyfree explores Kaylee from so many angles, adding texture using the lenses of different fairytales and alternate possibilities. Also, seeing Kaylee's relationship with Serenity contrasted to Mal's is quite interesting---and presenting that point of commonality with the added layer of fairytale vs. reality is an unexpectedly meaningful and satisfying twist that stikes me heart-deep in all the right ways.
Kaylee was no stranger to hard work. Back home, she’d worked harder’n anybody, fixin’ and cleanin’ and keepin’ things goin’ in the house after her mother died. When Cap’n offered her a place on Serenity, well. It was just like jewels and riches fallin’ from the sky, far as Kaylee was concerned. She’d fixed her father an extra big helping of molded protein that night, then run off into the dark with everything she had that she could call her own, not even stoppin’ to say goodbye.
Thing was -- life on Serenity? Weren’t much better’n life back home, come down to it. Cap’n meant well, really he did, but little Kaylee had dreams that didn’t involve havin’ her face streaked with ruttin’ grease every hour of the day. And there weren’t much chance of finding a prince out there in the black. So when she saw that fluffy dress on Persephone, well. Some of those dreams just slipped right out ‘fore she could think twice. And the Cap’n shot ‘em down, fast as they was set free.
Was it any wonder, then, that when that handsome young farmer at the Ball asked her for a dance (imagine her, Kaywinnet Lee Frye being asked to dance at such a fancy place!) she was more than thrilled to take him up on it? And if she let him kiss her behind the buffet table three dances later till her lips were so chapped it hurt to smile, well, no harm done. Only way Cap’n would know was from the leaves caught up in curls of her hair -- and he weren’t likely to notice. Hadn’t taken his eyes off of Inara from the moment they walked through the door.
When the Captain pointed out her bare feet, Kaylee realized too late that she’d left her shoes behind, under the stone bench in the garden where she’d let him shoves his hands up under her new dress, too hard, too fast. But it was easy to plead sore feet and overexcitement for the small loss. At least until the broadwave hit the Cortex a few days later.
Into The Black: A Study in Fairytales (or Three Things That Never Happened to Kaywinnet Lee Frye and One That Just Might Have)