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And if wishes were horses we'd all be eatin' steak.

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❝ I ☆ WISH ❞
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★ Post with your character. Do not have them wish!
★ Respond to other peoples' characters with your own.
At any point during the resulting conversation, they must make a wish pertaining to that character
For example; such as "I wish you would kiss me", or "I wish you would dance naked".
★ The magic words are 'I wish'. As soon as those words are spoken, it will happen, whether the person wishes it or not
★ SHENANIGANS AND FUN ENSUE

★ stolen from musebawks

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Ain't near half as fun if you're expectin' it.

[ He does get a bit of a look, though. Really, Jamie, use your head. ]

Bit hard for you to play while you're standin' at the altar, ain't it? I mean, if you really want, I s'pose you can. Guess that might count as vows on some planet...

Me? [That...what? He's just going to boggle a minute or so here, don't mind him.]

B-but, Kaylee, ye just said...

[Oh, poor Jamie, so confused.]

...yeah, you, who else'd be up there?

[ Seriously, Jamie, where has your head gone? ]

If it's somethin' you'd normally do back home, then I say go for it. This weddin's for both of us, after all, ain't just mine.

Well, Dean.

[What on Earth is going on? Not two minutes ago they were discussing the wedding, and Jamie knows perfectly well it wasn't him that was to be the groom. So what changed?]

Do ye not remember? Ye just told me that ye were marrying him.

[ Okay, now she's just confused. ]

...mind tellin' me why the gorram hell I'd be marryin' Dean instead of you?

Because we've not been courting. You and Dean...[Wait. What if Kaylee's forgotten about that like she's forgotten about the wedding? What does she think happened?]

Kaylee, how did I propose to ye?

Me 'n Dean what?

[ Kaylee pauses, brow furrowed, and leans to look Jamie in the eye a bit better. ] Jamie, I don't think you of all people'd need my remindin' for how you proposed to me. Are you alright? You're actin' all outta sorts...

[Oh, Kaylee. Jamie gives her a decidedly worried look.] But, Kaylee, don't ye see? That's just it. Dean proposed to ye...er, sort of. I never did.

Och, something's terribly wrong. Ye don't remember any of it at all?

[ The statement is met with complete silence. Eventually Kaylee takes a step back, wounded look on her face, and stares at him in disbelief. ]

If this's your way of backin' out, Jamie McCrimmon, I'd think you could at least just spit it out 'stead of throwin' around falsehoods.

No, I...

[Jamie reaches out to grasp Kaylee by her shoulders, distraught. The look he gives her in return is painfully honest, as he lets down his guard so she can see he is telling her the truth.]

I would never do that to ye. Believe me, if I thought I'd have that chance with ye I would be proud to be your husband. Ye are beautiful, and kind, and so many things I don't even have the words for. But I couldn't tell ye, and ye picked Dean.

Oh, I wish...

[He breaks off suddenly as those two words echo through the room. He had said that earlier, hadn't he? Just before she reached for his hand. She had been talking about marrying Dean, and he made a wish, and...]

Oh, god, Kaylee. I did this to ye.

[ She's looking and feeling all kinds of hurt at this point, with nice big tears welling up in her eyes as shrugs away from his hands before they even land on her. She listens, but it isn't anywhere near patient.

But the longer she listens to Jamie, the more she can see he's telling the truth. Well, what he thinks is the truth, at least. What the gorram hell did Stacy do to his head to make him think anything like this? Kaylee bites her lip and wipes at her eyes. Stupid man on a stupid ship telling stupid things UGH.

The silence after the 'I wish' is uncomfortable and full of anticipation. It fades as Jamie speaks again, and the mechanic isn't sure how to react. ]

Got me all confused up with a bunch of your stories? You're seemin' to be real good at that.

[As the realization of what he's done sinks in, guilt and horror mix together, washing over his face in an uncomfortable display of emotion. His voice breaks as he tries to speak again.]

D...don't ye see? I wished that I was the one to make ye happy, and this happened.

[Just seeing her like this tears at his heart, and knowing that he is the cause of it makes it that much worse. He was selfish, and stupid, and now she's in pain because of him. And although there's a part of him that wants it to be real, that wants her to be with him, he can't let it be because of something like this. Unless she pulls away again, he lifts a hand to touch her cheek, letting that small gesture tell her how he feels.]

I'm sorry, Kaylee. I could love ye, so easily, but this isn't right. I wish I never made that wish in the first place.

Just a wish don't do that, Jamie, we been workin' at this for some months now, and--

[ His hand on her face is enough to quiet her for the moment, and she lets him have his words. The 'could' cuts deeper than anything. He does love her, she knows it, but...

But nothing. There's a beat, right after his next wish, and then Kaylee's blinking at him confused as ever. ]

...y'alright, Jamie?

[For what seems like a small eternity, he's almost afraid to move, to even breathe too deeply, while questions run through his mind. Did the wish even work? Does he dare to ask her? What happens if it hasn't? In reality, it only takes him a few seconds to think these, and a few more before he lets his hand fall back to his side.]

Aye. Aye, I'm fine. Kaylee, what were we talking about just now?

...short-term memory's gettin' worse if you can't even remember askin' to play pipes for Dean 'n me, Jamie...

[It...worked. At least, it seems to have worked. So why does he still feel so horrible?]

Oh, aye, of course. Kaylee, I...I think I may not be feeling so well after all. Look, let me know if the two of ye would like me to play, and I'll be happy to do so, but I think I'd best go lie down for now.

[ Kaylee puts a hand up on his forehead, frowning. ]

Might not hurt. We'll talk it over when you're feelin' better... [ ...at least she doesn't have to beat him into Nap Submission like she does everyone else on the boat. ]

[She should be able to figure out Jamie's not running a fever before he pulls away and gives her a wan smile.]

Aye, that would be fine. I'll...see ye later, then.

[Turning away from her, he starts to walk down the corridor, as normally as he can. It's not until he's out of sight from her that he lets his shoulders slump and some of that guilt he's feeling show on his face. If he had only realized...but he didn't, and now he has to learn to live with what he's done.]

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