Disclaimer: Firefly isn't mine. Shocking, I know.
100 word drabble, yay!
"Rise and shine, honey."
Wash groaned, opening his eyes just enough to glower sleepily at his wife. "No can do," he mumbled.
Zoe's eyebrows rose. "Is that so?" she asked, a dangerous edge to her voice.
Wash gulped, sitting up quickly. "I can glow," he offered hurriedly, if somewhat blearily. "Will a gentle glow do?"
"I suppose I can settle for a glow," Zoe allowed, lips twitching.
"You can bask in my glow. There can be basking," Wash babbled helpfully. He paused, contemplative. "Naked basking."
Zoe's eyes narrowed. "Up or the dinosaurs go out the airlock."
"Risen and shining, ma'am!"