Title: End of the World

Disclaimer: Me no own, You no sue

Warning: SLASH

Note: Just a snippet, not a story.

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"Captain!" Zoe's voice called from the bridge.

"Not now, I'm busy," Mal called back.

"We're being hailed, sir," Zoe nearly shouted. "Something more important than sexing a doctor in the kitchen."

"'We're being hailed, sir'," Mal mimicked his first mate as he relunctantly pulled away from Simon.

"Are you pouting, sir?" Zoe lifted an eyebrow as her Captain stepped onto the bridge.

Mal just cursed under his breath in Chinese about how hard it was to find decent crew members who knew how to handle situations without calling on their poor old captain to do everything for them.

"He is, the captain is pouting," Wash cooed. He was immediately quieted by a harsh glare.

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