Chapter Text
Genre: Western
Action: Resuscitate
Noun: Lime
Fandom: Firefly/Serenity
Setting: Whitefall
Simon privately wondered why they were riding borrowed horses into town instead of the vehicle stored with Serenity’s cargo when something hit his back. He looked over in irritation at Jane.
“Stop wasting the limes,” Mal respond to Jane’s stupidity.
“Gross, better for chuck’in.”
He tossed another at Simon who ducked, causing it to hit his horse’s neck. Suddenly Kaylee’s shocked face is inches from his and his sister’s finger poking his chest. He rubbed his bruised head in annoyance.
“We had to resuscitate you!”
“You didn’t breathe for two minutes,” River neutrally observed. Mal quietly signed.
“Morbid and creepifying.”