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Title: The Difference
Author: Scrunchy
Rating: PG
Pairing: (none)
Notes: Written for the Firefly Friday weekly challenge
Spoilers: Nope
Disclaimer: These folks ain't mine. They’re Joss’s and FOX’s, for better or worse. All I got is this piece of sky outside my window, and you can’t take it from me.
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Wash knows right from wrong. He's also fairly well versed in "let's do it anyway," "not a chance in hell," and, lately, "Yessir, captain," through gritted teeth.

He knows that there are right things that just are, like when Book got his hands on fresh greens and made them all a soup that tasted like springtime, or when Kaylee figured out that by burning the ends of the base mall connectors, she could fuse them to the box and run the slats three times quicker. She felt like a genius-princess, and Serenity zipped to and from the latest job before Alliance even knew they'd been in the area.

There are things that are just plain wrong, too, like when Jayne looks at River in a way that no one would describe as wholesome, or when Jayne polishes his gun
while staring steadily at the back of Simon's head, or -- actually, this concept is pretty much defined around Jayne's behavior, and Wash shakes his head at the thought.

There are the wrong things that are actually right, like when they stopped for a few days on the beach of Ming Po and he dragged Zoe to a popsicle stand. She bought red because she knew he'd be watching her eat it, and she loved watching him squirm. Wrong and bad, his Zoe. Not a half hour later they were back in their bunk, and then the "right" part of the equation came into play. A bunch of times.

Then there's the things that get muddled; things that are wrong seem right on occasion. Pretty much his entire existence aboard Serenity is wrong...they're smugglers and thieves and petty, petty criminals. But most of the time, in Wash's mind, they're doing it for the right reasons. They live right on that line between right and wrong, he thinks. It's a "steal from the rich and give to the poor" type deal, and hey...they're poor, so where's the harm? Wash knows all about rationalizations, too.

Wash thinks sometimes it'd be easier to dock somewhere on the "right" side, get everyone off the ship and live like normal folk. Leave the damn sky behind, already. Wash can't see that happening any time soon, so he tries to fly as straight as he can...right along the line.

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