Flashback Friday Fic: Rainbow of Brushes (Firefly)
Welcome to Flashback Friday Fic where I go back and repost fic I wrote years ago.
River, Jayne (no pairings)
River really is a tad loony as Jayne finds out…the hard way.
275 words | rating: T
Red plastic, cold and hard, flecks of paste still stuck between the bristles.
Plain white, utilitarian, always perfectly clean and kept in it’s case.
Dark green, worn and battered, half the handle broken off, the bristles crushed from months, no, years of use.
Hand carved of ancient ivory, bristles so fine and white they glistened, Chinese characters inlaid in jade on the handle, a piece of art in itself.
This one buzzed when you pushed the button. Bzzz, bzzz. The bristles were green and in a circular pattern, bzzz, bzzz, bzzz.
Pink and sparkly, a cheerful tune played if it moved.
Another plain plastic one, this in brown with a soft rubber grip at the end, clean and new.
This one was her favorite, though. She picked it up and held it to her eyes. Inside the clear blue plastic swam tiny little orange fish. At least they were supposed to look of fish but they were a mite too small and made of plastic to be real fish. But they floated and bobbed up and down the handle. But if you shook it too hard bubbles formed, and the fishies were obscured.
“Girl, what in the gorram world are you doing?”
“I’m cleaning the floor like the captain asked,” River said as she pushed the red brush against the cold steel decking.
“Gwai-gwai long duh dong! That’s my toothbrush,” Jayne yelled.
Without looking at him she held up the glittery pink brush. Jayne snatched it from her hand.
“Crazy nutter,” he mumbled as he stormed back to his bunk, a cheery tune following him as he went.
“You’re welcome,” River called after him.