Space Opera (Page 5)

(Concluding my repost of this Very Special, but not in the Blossom way, Episode of Firefly.) part three part two part one “Those aren’t toys,” Kaylee said. “Those are agricultural supplies for a new colony. Did you change the job while you were out?” “Seal it back up,” Mal said. “That stuff is perishable, and by breaking the seal, we’ve started the decay process.” The crew stood around, staring at the crate that was supposed to contain toys for the children of the orphanage on Haven but really contained farming seed and fertilizer that had supposedly been destined for Whitefall.Down the rabbit hole….

Continuing my repost of this Very Special (but Not Blossomesque) Episode of Firefly. part two part one “Weapons on the ground!” the voice shouted. “Now!” “Do it,” Mal said. He shot a look at Jayne, whose expression of disgust tended to be indistinguishable from his expression of being about to lose his temper. Slowly, Mal, Zoe and Jayne all laid their guns on the floor. “Put that package on the floor too, preacher,” said the voice. Book put the crate down. “All right, face the crates.” They complied. “Put your hands on your head.” They complied. “Stand on your leftDown the rabbit hole….

(Continuing my repost of this Very Special Christmas episode of…) part one Wash put Serenity down on the landing pad, nice and gentle. So nice and gentle that Zoe complimented him on it. “You’re getting’ more gentle all the time, honey,” Zoe said. “You have such a gift for handling sensitive equipment.” “Thanks for sayin’ so, my love,” Wash replied. “But I could always use more practice–“ “All right, enough of that, you two.” Mal came up onto the bridge, fully dressed in his usual brown shirt, brown pants, brown belt, brown holster, brown boots, and probably brown socks too,Down the rabbit hole….

It’s a Christmas tradition here at Byzantium’s Shores! I rarely commit acts of fanfiction, but…this is one of them. If Firefly had ever had a “Very Special Christmas Episode”, I think it might well look like this. Enjoy! It’s in four parts; they will run each Monday this month. Take my love, take my land Take me where I cannot stand I don’t care, I’m still free You can’t take the sky from me Take me out to the black Tell them I ain’t comin’ back Burn the land and boil the sea You can’t take the sky from meDown the rabbit hole….