Wash was a damn good pilot. One of the best pilots in the whole universe as far as he was concerned. He could match his skills and wits with allot of people. But he wasn't very happy to match skills with that puppy. He could glare but it wouldn't work.

He could also pout but that wouldn't work either.

"Oh come on King! Give it back." Wash isn't yelling just raising his voice. After all King has his t-rex.

Won't he give it back to the nice pilot man?

Wash wasn't always considered the most observant crew member. But he noticed things other people didn't. Most of it had to do with the sip. He was very in-tuned to most of the inner workings of the ship. Only one person on board was better at it than him. Kaylee. She knew every inch of Serenity. Everything about her.
Made him a tad bit jealous on some level. But hey, he really didn't mind. Especially now. He had noticed something about two crew mates.
Well he considered them crew. Book and Inara. Or rather...something about Book. It amused him really. But right now he was more concered with having some tea while he had a break.

Ask me about pain and I'll justshrug it off. I don't like pain. But one time I thought I was going to die.
Mal was there. Boy was I pissed. That damn Neska was asking us all kinds of questions. He wanted to know the real us. Well now he does. He can make us scream. Make us ransom back our family. But he wouldn't kill us. Not quite. He wasn't done playing with us. That man.....Damn it, he's sick. Real sick. Treated torture like a work of art.
But make us abadone them? Our family? No. Never. Fuck you. You bastard. We won't leave him behind. We won't leave anyone alone with you, monster.

And Mal? I'm sorry about your ear. That must have hurt like hell.

"Take my love,
take my land...
Take me where I can not stand..
I don't care, I'm still free.

You can't take the sky from me.

Take me out the black..
Tell 'em all I ain't coming back.
Burn the land and boil the sea.
You can't take the sky from me.

Have no place I can be since I found Serenity.
But you can't take the sky from me."

Yep. Wash is singing while working. He can't help it. Now hopefully not to loud. He's just in a very good mood right now. He had gotten some good news from a friend of his from back in the POW camp he had been held in during the war.
Mark was married finally. Had sent him pictures of this cute little baby girl that had been born. He figures he'll send his friend a present for the baby.

Wash had taken a shower. And grunted in annoyance. He had fotgotten his boxers. He was a tad bit uncomfortable on his way back to the room he happily shares with his wifey. But he needs to get there. He's sure she isn't there to see so he strips himself of his pants and goes in search of clean boxers.

Wash had found himself playing baby sitter. Sort of. He was playing with Bart. They were playing with his dinosaurs. The boy's hair was a wild mess. Wash had to well, stop him before. Poor kid had freaked out over a dream of some kind. He wasn't saying anything about it. Wash figured that it would be best to not ask.
But they were having a good time. Bart was laughing a bit. Wash was too, he really couldn't help it. Bart had some crazy ideas.
"Bart...The T-Rex can't decide to become a vegan," wash was snickering.
"Awww...Why not? He's green! Must mean he eats lots of vegtbles...or worse....Joker gas!" His yellow eyes go wide. "Oh no....What if he did?"
Wash grins and nods in a sage-like fashion. "Then Mal will shoot him."
"The T-Rex...?"
"Nope. The Joker," Wash states with a grin.

Wash was relaxing in his seat. So far things looked....good. They were on course and nothing was wrong. Well nothing he could help with. It would be nice to talk with someone. But well, Wash has a feeling he should stay put and out of the way.