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Patchwork Mending by Amilyn (T)
Fandom: FIREFLY
Pairing: Simon/Kaylee, with some other very minor background implictions
Length: ~2500 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
amilyn
Author Website: AO3
Why this must be read: In my final rec for the fandom this month, I give you a short (but not lacking) fic in which Kaylee experiences and considers life on Serenity post-Serenity and her interactions with the other characters, including the ship. There's humor and pathos, strong characterization and quietude--"Patchwork Mending" doesn't go far in terms of plot of new experiences, but it's got just about everything you need.
"What're you doing over here? I thought you and Mal were un-Reaver-ing Serenity."
"Done finished. That cannon came off last and those..." His lip curled. "Those soldiers are helping scrub off the paint so she don't look like she's smeared with blood. Blood's their fault anyway." He glared back down the passage, then stepped away.
She touched his arm. "What've you got there?"
"Ain't none of your concern. Just going to see Inara." He turned and pounded on the shuttle door. The door slid open and Jayne went in.
Kaylee made a face at the closed door, then knelt. She shoved the loose panel aside, and it clattered to the floor. Gorram rude Jayne Cobb. She dug into the mechanism, rapping her wrist sharply against the piping. "Ow!" She leaned farther into the wall, reaching for a loose connector, and her head pressed against the outer panel. Ear to metal, she heard Jayne's voice.
"I know you're getting Wash's body ready, so I brought you this."
Inara asked something Kaylee couldn't hear.
"I, uh, scrubbed bits of him off that gorram harpoon and the old pilot chair. These're the rags...so's you can burn his blood with the rest of him."
Inara's tones were measured and smooth like always. "Thank you. I'll include these in the rites before the burial."
There was a silence, then the door opened and he strode past with only the briefest of glances at Kaylee.
Patchwork Mending
Pairing: Simon/Kaylee, with some other very minor background implictions
Length: ~2500 words
Author on LJ:
amilynAuthor Website: AO3
Why this must be read: In my final rec for the fandom this month, I give you a short (but not lacking) fic in which Kaylee experiences and considers life on Serenity post-Serenity and her interactions with the other characters, including the ship. There's humor and pathos, strong characterization and quietude--"Patchwork Mending" doesn't go far in terms of plot of new experiences, but it's got just about everything you need.
"What're you doing over here? I thought you and Mal were un-Reaver-ing Serenity."
"Done finished. That cannon came off last and those..." His lip curled. "Those soldiers are helping scrub off the paint so she don't look like she's smeared with blood. Blood's their fault anyway." He glared back down the passage, then stepped away.
She touched his arm. "What've you got there?"
"Ain't none of your concern. Just going to see Inara." He turned and pounded on the shuttle door. The door slid open and Jayne went in.
Kaylee made a face at the closed door, then knelt. She shoved the loose panel aside, and it clattered to the floor. Gorram rude Jayne Cobb. She dug into the mechanism, rapping her wrist sharply against the piping. "Ow!" She leaned farther into the wall, reaching for a loose connector, and her head pressed against the outer panel. Ear to metal, she heard Jayne's voice.
"I know you're getting Wash's body ready, so I brought you this."
Inara asked something Kaylee couldn't hear.
"I, uh, scrubbed bits of him off that gorram harpoon and the old pilot chair. These're the rags...so's you can burn his blood with the rest of him."
Inara's tones were measured and smooth like always. "Thank you. I'll include these in the rites before the burial."
There was a silence, then the door opened and he strode past with only the briefest of glances at Kaylee.
Patchwork Mending