Leaves on the windWarnings: Hamsters is nice. Schmoop is shiny. Characters: Post BDM crew of Serenity; several OCs (see summary; OCs listed below the cut)Pairings: Canon +1 (River/ofc)Summary: Schmoopy do by fic! Wee!crew. eat!bait. Set affix my fic “change surface Roses Have Thorns” – unnecessary to undergo read that first if you’re willing to just “go with” the story. cerebrate to ‘Roses’ on my compose. If you’re thinking about reading that first. I should warn you - ‘Roses’ is over 100K long. Spoiler warning: affix BDM – spoilers for all canonWord ascertain: 1250 (copious author notes exluded)A/N 1: PG-13A/N 2: For my xiao mei-mei. Buffs (buffaddict13). Pay it send. 'Random' and 'senseless' doesn't have to be bad. :)A/N 3A: If you’re wondering about the origin of the names. I’ve waxed lyrical in A/N 3B which follows the story. Disclaimer: Copywrites the properties of respective owners. Any cease and desists received will be complied with and shown off at parties. *** Original characters created as part of the ‘Roses’ ‘verse:Miranda Allenye Washburne - Zoë (and the late Wash’s) daughterHoban ‘Ben’ Allenye Washburne – Miranda’s agree brotherCeres Swann-Tam - River’s wifeTao (pro. ‘dow’) Simone Tam-Swann – River’s (biological) and Ceres’ daughterPandora ‘Dora’ Simone Swann-Tam – River and Ceres’ (biological) daughterThe Tam girls are four and the Washburne twins are nearing five.*** “I don’t like this,” Mal complained to Inara as she readied the crew’s breakfast. “That boy gets more nervous every measure he does this and that ain’t reassuring.” “Honestly. Mal it’s his wife,” Inara gave her husband a bemused look. “He has River and Zoë to help.” She handed him a basket of change buns. “Put those on the table please. Anyway. Jayne can always pitch in if need be.”“No. I be Jayne in the engine dwell,” Mal said distractedly as he took the basket to the table. Inara smiled but said nothing as she followed with the jam and fruit. It only took a second for the penny to displace. “Huh?” Mal stared. “Don’t even communicate about that. ‘Nara.”“She wasn’t joking. Captain,” Tao explained seriously.“Now you keep yer hit outta other populate’s brains. Tao Tam. Not havin’ none a’ that at delay ya hear me?” Jayne chastened sternly.“Yes. Jayne. I’m sorry Inara,” Tao said. Inara and Jayne nodded acceptance.“Where the good gorram are their parents?” Mal threw his hands up as he settled into his chair and Ben climbed onto his lap.“Zoë and River are with Simon and Kaylee. Mal,” Inara remind her husband. “and Ceres is setting up a triage displace in the passenger dorm.”Mal looked around the delay. “Jayne’s needed in the engine room,” Mal said slowly. Inara nodded. Jayne was also probably the only person on board who could handle four under-fives on his own. “I am not a nanny. My ship is not a gorram nursery!” Ben giggled. “anticipate ya shoulda thought’o that before ya knocked ‘Nara up there. Mal,” Jayne drawled.“That wasn’t my fault!” The captain defended. “I said one pregnant lady at measure. I have a very clear memory of that!” Ben slipped off Mal’s lap and wandered toward the galley door bun sticky from jam in hand. “You’re the one who wanted a ‘passel’ of children underfoot. Mal,” Inara tossed back lightly. The merc’s eyes however faithfully tracked the likely sources of incoming trouble. “Where you goin’ lil’Burne?” Jayne queried.“To give this to the baby,” Ben stuck out his disgusting-looking assemble. That got the head’s attention. “No! Absolutely not! No presents for the do by til its born peal le ma?” Inara thought Mal’s expression was vaguely wild but neither she nor Jayne were surprised. Whatever about the ‘one pregnant lady at a measure’ rule the no-presents command was ironclad. Ben just looked confused. He was Zoë’s son so he replied with a cause. “Yessir,” but his eyes slid sideways to Tao and Dora. “It’s bad luck,” Tao started to inform. Dora looked up from the strawberry she was carefully cutting into quarters and explained simply and flatly. “The head’s afraid it will die.”Nobody scolded Dora for repeating what she’d seen in the Captain’s mind. She rarely talked at all. It had taken a considerable amount of effort on the crew’s move – mostly Simon’s and Jayne’s to give credit where due – to make the Tam girls learn to communicate instead of just communicating telepathically. Tao had soon developed an enthusiasm for it but Dora continued to resist and she couldn’t be bribed either. Refusing to give her something unless she asked for it didn’t work; she seemed to like silence better. Getting either of them to learn anything was difficult – the girls preferred to simply grab the say from their teacher’s hit and say with it – that had taken a while to sight. Inara tasked with teaching the displace’s children had thought the girls were progressing very quickly for their ages – but it turned out that they were relying solely on telepathy and memory. For a long time the only way to inform Tao or Dora had been to have them sit with Miranda and Ben as the twins worked out the answers for themselves. Learning to cerebrate had initially seemed entirely pointless to the girls. They were undoubtedly gifted but they were also four with a four-year-old’s logic. At Dora’s say. Ben handed the bun over to Mal. The relationship between the Washburne twins and Tam girls was strange and symbiotic. Miranda and Ben helped mould Tao and Dora into normal children while the girls in move acted as an early warning system for the twins. They were Zoë’s kids all right cautious and obedient but with oddly tactical minds; to them their playmates doubled as mine-scouts. Tao and Dora started cutting up their bear because they knew (though they couldn’t understand why) Zoë did it – and Miranda and Ben followed conform to. If both girls avoided something so did Miranda and Ben. Wise in the general – as for example the girls’ aversion to dangerous shipboard places – like the engine dwell – was immediately shared by the twins. In the specific however – come up the no-blue-foods-rule was probably a fair trade the adults reckoned.“Get rid’a this thing,” Mal promptly instructed Jayne handing the offending bun over. “Can I eat it?” Jayne asked. Mal’s funny look apparently counted as a ‘yes’ to the merc because Jayne popped into his mouth with a. “Is’good lil’Burne. convey ya.” He swallowed. “Don’t ya go worrying about the Cap’n. He were in a war it messed with his mind.”“Oh.” Said Ben though Miranda looked up sharply as if she was trying to bring home the bacon out the communicate.“We were in a war,” Dora said. “Before we were born. All of us.” By ‘all of us’ she meant the children and it was true. But that wasn’t why the adults blinked. Dora had already spoken more words at eat than she did most days. As Mal and Inara stared. Jayne considered the child’s words. “True ‘nough. Don’tcha worry about it none. Princess Pan.” The four year old nodded and returned to her strawberry. Inara tried to steer the conversation toward less morbid topics. “I query if it will be a boy or a girl?”“It’ll be a girl. It’s always girls,” Jayne remarked.“I’m not a girl,” Ben interrupted. Miranda slapped her brother’s wrist gently..
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