Wash is very rarely cranky. Once in a while, though, it happens, a bad mood triggered by Serenity stubbornly refusing to do exactly what he asks of her, Kaylee not helping, Jayne making one too many brainless remarks and, today, Mal taking a jab at what he's wearing over lunch.
"There is nothing wrong with my shirt!" Wash retorts, and Jayne snorts. Loudly, like everything Jayne does.
"There is nothing wrong with your shirt," Mal agrees, except his tone says how much he doesn't. "It's - dazzling, actually."
"Blindin', more like," Jayne grumbles around his spoonful of soup, and even that is loud.
"Oh, so what if it's a bit colourful," Wash insists, looking down at the bright orange material, the flashy blue flower imprints. "We could use something other than brown on this ship!"
Mal shoots him a look that says, 'do you really want to go there?', and Wash sighs with much exasperation. Zoe walks in and he does his best to drop it, because arguing with Mal in front of Zoe is not exactly wise. He reaches for his bread, only to realise that Jayne has reappropriated it.
Wash glares at the spot where the bread used to be. "Right. Why did I get to sit next to the man-ape again?"
"'Cause I'm the cap'n," Mal answers nonchalantly, "and I said so. I can order you all any which way I want." There's a soft noise of dissent coming from Inara, and Mal shoots her a look. "Most of you," he relents, and she gives him one of her sharply sweet smiles before the captain looks back at Wash with a congratulatory grin. "You're part of the lucky few."
"You know, this is just like the time with the akitas."
There is a chorus of groans over the fact that Wash would bring up the akitas again, and River mumbles something mostly incoherent into her soup. Zoe strategically wraps her arms around Wash from behind.
"Should I get worried, husband? The captain and you sound more and more like an old married couple."
A noise erupts from the back of Wash's throat, a small croaky noise of betrayal that his wife, too, would join in on the People Making His Life Miserable Today. At the same time, Mal lets out an amused, offended "Hey!" and Zoe pats Wash's chest comfortingly.
"It's one of those days, isn't it," she murmurs in his ear, and presses a kiss to his cheek before straightening up to go take her seat. "Just don't bring up the spoon thing again."
Wash looks down at his soup, the only one here on his side. "The spoon thing is annoying, though," he tells it.
It doesn't reply anything, and he ignores the laughter and snorts around the table, because he takes the soup's silence as agreement.
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Okay, so apparently cranky!Wash becomes Wat, when I write him. Um.
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Date: 2006-05-13 10:02 am (UTC)"There is nothing wrong with my shirt!" Wash retorts, and Jayne snorts. Loudly, like everything Jayne does.
"There is nothing wrong with your shirt," Mal agrees, except his tone says how much he doesn't. "It's - dazzling, actually."
"Blindin', more like," Jayne grumbles around his spoonful of soup, and even that is loud.
"Oh, so what if it's a bit colourful," Wash insists, looking down at the bright orange material, the flashy blue flower imprints. "We could use something other than brown on this ship!"
Mal shoots him a look that says, 'do you really want to go there?', and Wash sighs with much exasperation. Zoe walks in and he does his best to drop it, because arguing with Mal in front of Zoe is not exactly wise. He reaches for his bread, only to realise that Jayne has reappropriated it.
Wash glares at the spot where the bread used to be. "Right. Why did I get to sit next to the man-ape again?"
"'Cause I'm the cap'n," Mal answers nonchalantly, "and I said so. I can order you all any which way I want." There's a soft noise of dissent coming from Inara, and Mal shoots her a look. "Most of you," he relents, and she gives him one of her sharply sweet smiles before the captain looks back at Wash with a congratulatory grin. "You're part of the lucky few."
"You know, this is just like the time with the akitas."
There is a chorus of groans over the fact that Wash would bring up the akitas again, and River mumbles something mostly incoherent into her soup. Zoe strategically wraps her arms around Wash from behind.
"Should I get worried, husband? The captain and you sound more and more like an old married couple."
A noise erupts from the back of Wash's throat, a small croaky noise of betrayal that his wife, too, would join in on the People Making His Life Miserable Today. At the same time, Mal lets out an amused, offended "Hey!" and Zoe pats Wash's chest comfortingly.
"It's one of those days, isn't it," she murmurs in his ear, and presses a kiss to his cheek before straightening up to go take her seat. "Just don't bring up the spoon thing again."
Wash looks down at his soup, the only one here on his side. "The spoon thing is annoying, though," he tells it.
It doesn't reply anything, and he ignores the laughter and snorts around the table, because he takes the soup's silence as agreement.
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Okay, so apparently cranky!Wash becomes Wat, when I write him. Um.