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The Misadventures of Mischievous Malavai


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I blame bright for her encouragement on this...

That's 'cause she likes me! All the ladies do!

This will start off with a cross post from the Story Challenge thread and go from there. Updates will be sporadic, but adorable. Re-enjoy. Or enjoy for the first time.

 

 

 

In which Malavai can fllllllllly...

 

 

 

“What’cha doin’ Captain?” Malavai asked curiously, popping out from a console.

 

The aforementioned Captain barely suppressed the girlish scream quickly rising from his lungs.

 

“Malavai!” the Captain shouted angrily.

 

The little boy tittered then scampered away, off the bridge and to the medical bay where Jaesa was busy restocking supplies.

 

“Heeey pretty lady!” he said excitedly.

 

She turned to him and smiled.

 

“Hello there, handsome,” she giggled lightly.

 

“I scared the Captain again,” he announced proudly.

 

“You did not scare me!” the Captain shouted from the bridge.

 

Malavai stifled a laugh behind his hands while Jaesa laughed openly. Then he was off, presumably to jump on Broonmark and pick tiny insects from the giant for his bug collection. It was strange having what used to be a part of the Captain running about the ship as if he had always been there. In a way he had. It was still weird. Really weird. But she was enjoying every minute of it and so was the Captain, though he refused to admit it and glared at her anytime she brought it up. With a small smile she made her way to the bridge.

 

“Hey Captain,” Jaesa said lightly in greeting.

 

“Is Malavai off terrorizing someone else?” he asked stiffly.

 

Jaesa laughed lightly. “Yeah, I think he’s picking Broonmark for insects.”

 

The Captain sighed and muttered a curse under his breath. Malavai was so eager to have a pet of some kind, but he always forgot to feed them. Or poke holes in their containers. Or to not burn them with magnifying glasses. Stars, he was sadistic even as a child. A happy squeal broke into his thoughts.

 

“Toss me further, Uncle Pierce!” Malavai squealed happily.

 

“Oh, no, not again,” the Captain said, exasperated.

 

Jaesa and the Captain left the bridge as quickly as possible to find Broonmark and Pierce tossing a giggling Malavai to each other.

 

“Put me… I mean him down,” the Captain said angrily.

 

“Let the boy have some fun, you stick-in-mud,” Pierce said happily. Then he tossed Malavai to Broonmark.

 

“Blorrrrp,” Broonmark agreed, catching Malavai with practiced ease.

 

“Wheeeeeeeee!!” Malavai shouted happily.

 

“Oh for fu-,” the Captain muttered unhappily, stopping only when Jaesa pinched his ribs.

 

“Let him have some fun,” she pleaded with a small pout.

 

He slumped his shoulders a small amount. He could never win.

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I love this, but I'm a bit confused. Is Malavai the son of the Quinn we know and love? Is he his childish innocence separated from his dark heart? Is he something else? Inquiring minds want to know!

 

I decided to magically remove Malavai from Quinn's head. It's funnier that way, lol.

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In which there is a split... somehow...

 

 

Pinpointing the side effects of the Captain’s split from Malavai was rather difficult. The only changes appeared to be physical, in the shape of a four year old version of the Captain with an abnormal amount of energy and smiles. And he was an active little thing. One afternoon, he rewired Twovee to curse out the Captain every time he walked by. The Captain was not amused. He called Malavai to the bridge to reprimand him.

 

“Malavai,” he said stiffly, “stop fiddling with the droid!”

 

“You’re just mad because he called you an arse,” Malavai piped cheerfully.

 

“Where did you learn such language?” the Captain asked with a huff.

 

“Well, I’ve lived in your head for the last thirty-four years and Quinn is a potty mouth.”

 

The Captain sighed. He should have known.

 

“How did I get out of your head anyway?” the little boy mused.

 

“That doesn’t matter at this point.”

 

The little boy shrugged then ran off.

 

“Leave the droid alone!” the Captain yelled after Malavai.

 

“No promises!”

 

The Captain sighed forlornly. At least he wasn’t alone with Malavai. He had no idea how to deal with children let alone a small version of himself. Is this what fatherhood would be like? He shuddered at the thought. Perhaps he should get fixed. Just in case. Maybe he should talk to Jaesa first. Yes, that.

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In which an Uncle is made...

 

 

One morning, while the Captain was away, Malavai accosted Pierce while the latter worked on his stock of explosives.

 

“What’cha doin’?” Malavai asked with wide eyes.

 

“Makin’ bombs, what’s it look like?” Pierce answered gruffly.

 

“I like you, Mr. Pierce!” the little boy said with a smile.

 

Pierce grunted absently, still fiddling with the device in his hand.

 

“Can I call you ‘Uncle Pierce’?”

 

“Why?”

 

“Because it will make the Captain angry.”

 

“And there wouldn’t be a damn thing he could do about it,” Pierce muttered absently.

 

“Pretty much!” the boy said happily.

 

“I’d be honored to help you torment the Captain.”

 

“Yaaaaaaaaaaay!”

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In which Broonmark is hilarious... I love that guy!

 

 

“Are you a girl or a boy?” Malavai asked Broonmark one evening over dinner.

 

The Captain sputtered next to him, Jaesa giggled behind her hand, Vette chuckled, Syla grinned, and Pierce laughed outright. Broonmark blinked his eyes in a rapid pattern then blorrped something.

 

“I have no idea what that means,” Malavai replied.

 

The Captain pulled out his datapad and handed it to Malavai. He kicked his legs happily as he fiddled with the Talz to Basic translator. Then he giggled quietly.

 

“That’s silly,” Malavai said, still giggling.

 

The Captain peered over Malavai’s head and balked at what was translated.

 

“That entirely inappropriate!” the Captain said with a huff.

 

“What does it say?” Jaesa asked, snatching the datapad from Quinn. “Oh, my stars! That’s hilarious!”

 

“I like you Broonmark!” Malavai piped happily.

 

Broonmark blorrped.

 

“He likes you, too,” Jaesa translated.

 

“I make aaaaaaallllllll the frieeeeennnnnnnnnnnnds!!”

 

“Be quiet and finish your dinner,” Quinn said stiffly.

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These are too adorable @.@

 

And I suppose you're going to write more about me being miserable and tormented instead of happy and adorable?

Out of my head Mel >.<

Let's see how you like having people in your head.

If you make her angrier she'll probably make things worse for you.

Wait, Lucy, why do you get to have the purple text? :(

I don't know, ask mom.

Because things are so much easier when your text is the color of your lightsabers. Now quiet both of you! :mad:

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These are too adorable @.@

 

And I suppose you're going to write more about me being miserable and tormented instead of happy and adorable?

Out of my head Mel >.<

Let's see how you like having people in your head.

If you make her angrier she'll probably make things worse for you.

Wait, Lucy, why do you get to have the purple text? :(

I don't know, ask mom.

Because things are so much easier when your text is the color of your lightsabers. Now quiet both of you! :mad:

 

She's got pretty text, too!

You're supposed to be responding.

I am. The text is pretty!

I... what...

I'm being adorable!

...

 

Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeee this is awesome! :D

 

I try to maintain the awesomeness the Captain represses. He used to be adorable.

I was never adorable.

I'm like... super proof you were adorable at some point. Then you got all weird.

I was experimented on...

Yeah, sure, whatever.

 

 

Malavai is fun to write. And weird at the same time... lol...

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“Hey Captain?” Malavai asked one morning as he prowled the bridge for insects.

 

“Yes?” the Captain asked stiffly.

 

“How does this work?”

 

The Captain turned to look. Malavai was on his hands and knees with a magnifying glass looking at the floor.

 

“The magnifying glass?”

 

“No,” Malavai said, shaking his head. “I don’t care about that.”

 

“How does what work?”

 

“Are you my dad or my brother or am I your clone? How does this work?” Malavai asked smartly.

 

The Captain opened his mouth then closed it. He had no idea.

 

“You’re not technically a clone,” the Captain said thoughtfully.

 

“We share the same genetic sequences.”

 

“True,” the Captain muttered quietly.

 

“Soooo, am I a clone?”

 

Malavai turned his head up and looked at the Captain with an innocent gaze. The Captain chewed the inside of his cheek for a brief moment.

 

“What do you want to be?” he asked stiffly.

 

“Malavai,” the boy said quickly.

 

“We’re both Malavai.”

 

Malavai scoffed. “You’re the Captain, I’m Malavai!”

 

“You can’t just steal my name,” the Captain huffed.

 

“I had it first,” the boy pouted.

 

“Did not.”

 

“Did so.”

 

“Did not!”

 

“Did so!”

 

“You did not, now stop it.”

 

“Did sooooooooooooo!!”

 

“Go… torment someone else or something,” the Captain grumbled.

 

“I’m gonna go play with Twovee!” Malavai shouted as he ran off.

 

“Leave the droid alone!”

 

“Nooooooooope!”

 

The Captain never realized how annoying he was as a child until that very moment. Damn.

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In which an Uncle is made...

 

“Can I call you ‘Uncle Pierce’?”

 

“Why?”

 

“Because it will make the Captain angry.”

 

“And there wouldn’t be a damn thing he could do about it,” Pierce muttered absently.

 

“Pretty much!” the boy said happily.

 

“I’d be honored to help you torment the Captain.”

 

“Yaaaaaaaaaaay!”

 

Biggest grin

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“Be quiet and finish your dinner,” Quinn said stiffly.

 

This one quote begs the question does this thread involve all the sides of Captain Malavai Quinn or the the super mega awesome one and the average one or does it include the awesome yellow eyed side of the trio?

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<3

See, the ladies love me! <3

 

Biggest grin

:D

 

This one quote begs the question does this thread involve all the sides of Captain Malavai Quinn or the the super mega awesome one and the average one or does it include the awesome yellow eyed side of the trio?

I might make a guest appearance.

You can't murder anything in this story.

That's not fair.

This story is all about me and how adorable I am!

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The Captain is Boring Boring Boring...

 

 

 

Malavai was never far from the Captain. Since the Captain was almost always on the bridge, so was little Malavai. It was boring.

 

“I’m bored!” Malavai announced from the Captain’s chair.

 

“Get out of my seat,” the Captain said stiffly.

 

“You weren’t using it.”

 

“Go play or something.”

 

“Uncle Pierce is busy, Jaesa’s on a mission, Aunty Vette is making skirts for some reason, and Broonmarky Mark is hibernating,” Malavai explained in monotone.

 

“Vette is not your ‘aunty’, Pierce is not your ‘uncle’, Broonmark is not a rapper, and I’m sure Syla is around somewhere,” the Captain replied stiffly.

 

“I can go hang out with Syla?” Malavai asked, bouncing from the chair.

 

“I don’t see why not.”

 

“Sweet! Last time, I got to play with a real lightsaber!”

 

The boy turned and left before the Captain could raise an objection. Quinn would need a second job just to be able to afford the repairs for the damage Malavai was sure to cause. Crap.

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In which love advice is given by a small child... and seriously considered...

 

 

 

 

Malavai adjusted to a routine aboard the Wrath’s Angry Fury, which he thought was the coolest name for a ship ever, rather quickly. He knew he could find Jaesa in the medical bay because she never really went anywhere else on the ship.

 

“Hey Jaesa!” Malavai said happily in greeting.

 

“Well hey there!” Jaesa replied with a smile. “Do you need something?”

 

“How’re things with the Captain?” he asked innocently.

 

“Things are fine,” she said cautiously.

 

“Have you two… ya know?”

 

“Malavai!” Jaesa exclaimed, scandalized. “That is entirely inappropriate!”

 

“What? I just wanted to know if he’s taken you on a proper date yet.”

 

Jaesa blinked and blushed. “We haven’t had time and he’s reluctant to leave you with a sitter.”

 

“He’s making excuses,” Malavai huffed. “You might need to organize everything.”

 

“I suppose I could.”

 

“Good, that man is terrible at planning surprises that don’t try to kill his guest.”

 

“This is true,” Jaesa said lightly.

 

“How did you resolve that anyway?” Malavai asked quietly.

 

“Weren’t you in my head at the time?”

 

“I don’t remember. I have the memory of a… what were we talking about?”

 

“The Captain taking me on a date,” Jaesa replied with a small chuckle.

 

“Oh, right, that. Anyway, you’ll have to make a move because he’s an idiot,” Malavai said bluntly.

 

“Don’t be mean,” Jaesa admonished.

 

“Don’t pretend it’s a lie.”

 

“Oh, fine. What do you suggest?”

 

Malavai cupped his chin in one hand in thought. “A day trip to Dromund Kaas, a walk around the city so he can bore you with his knowledge of facts no one really cares about, and a trip to the Kaas City candy store Dark Delights. He’ll be so relaxed by the end you might get lucky!”

 

“Malavai!”

 

“What? You haven’t kissed yet, have you?”

 

“Oh, right, that,” Jaesa said quietly.

 

“What did you think I meant?” Malavai asked curiously.

 

“Nothing,” Jaesa answered quickly.

 

“You’re weird…” he said quietly. “Anyway, think about it!” Then he turned and ran to bother Pierce. Jaesa began questioning her life decisions when she found herself considering dating advice from a four year old.

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This made me chuckle.

I'm good at making people laugh! It's a skill!

 

<3 Just great! Love this whole thread :D

You have to admit, I make a good argument!

 

Just when I thought there's nothing funnier than Companions Daycare and Quick Quinn Quotes.... :D

I excel at being adorable!

 

This is entirely too cute, and hilarious :D Hmm, I do wonder what your take on an actual son of Malavai might be like...:o

Awesome, just like me!

 

 

Thanks for reading, happy people!!

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Super Awesome Short Story Thread cross-postamajigger!

In which a father is made...

 

 

 

“I’m not comfortable with that, Malavai,” the Captain said stiffly.

 

“I can’t keep calling you the Captain!” Malavai argued.

 

“It’s inappropriate.”

 

“No, it isn’t!”

 

“This conversation is over,” the Captain said flatly.

 

“That isn’t fair!” Malavai shouted angrily.

 

“Go tell it to someone who cares!” Quinn shouted back.

 

Malavai stared at the Captain with wide, tear filled eyes. He was being so mean about this. The little boy turned and ran before Quinn could yell at him again. His argument was sound for a four year old. He wasn’t part of the Captain anymore and they weren’t brothers so why couldn’t the Captain be his dad? After all, their father wasn’t really there and when he was he was manipulating him for his own ends. He tossed himself onto the cot in the Captain’s quarters. He didn’t even have a proper bed. He was just as unloved as he was the first time around. Quietly, he sobbed into his pillow.

 

“Malavai?” the Captain asked quietly.

 

“Go away!” Malavai shouted into his pillow. Most of his shout was lost to the fluffiness of the pillow, but he didn’t care. He was hurt and the Captain was a jerk.

 

Quinn sighed and sat down next to Malavai.

 

“I said go away!” Malavai mumbled sadly into his pillow.

 

“I’m sorry, Malavai,” Quinn said quietly. “You surprised me, is all.”

 

“You didn’t have to yell,” the boy murmured as he lifted his head from the pillow.

 

“I’m not good at this Malavai. I have no idea how to be a father, especially to a four year old version of myself.”

 

“Maybe, but we wanted nothing more than a dad to be there for us, right?” Malavai asked quietly. Quinn nodded. “So, I mean, you can’t go back to being a kid and get a dad, but a version of you can get a dad and you get to be that dad! You can be the dad you wanted when you were growing up!”

 

Quinn chewed his cheek in thought. It was true. He had wanted nothing more than to have his father care for him. He spent most of his life trying to prove his worth. He wasn’t just a failed experiment or a failed assassin. He was an intelligent man who had achieved much given the circumstances and he continued to grow by leaps and bounds. If he started being the father Malavai deserved, there was nothing that could hold him back.

 

“What if I fail?” Quinn asked quietly.

 

“You can’t fail if you don’t at least try,” Malavai said wisely.

 

“Very well,” Quinn said firmly. “I will register you as my child.”

 

“Can I call you ‘dad’?” Malavai asked hopefully.

 

Quinn turned to the boy and smiled. “I would hope for nothing less.”

 

A happy grin split Malavai’s face and the boy tackled Quinn to the floor. Happy laughter filled the room, whatever room, they were in for years to come.

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