Disclaimer: The ownership of the whole Final Fantasy Franchise would be something to be negotiated upon my winning of the lottery. Until then I forfeit the rights back to Square-Enix.
A/N: Just because I'm too lazy (and chicken) to take on 50 whole drabble prompts I shall attempt to write these one-liners. (haha techically I've failed for all of them since they're more than one sentence) Hopefully this can become a weekly thing.
Watch out for broken grammar rules. They're rabid!
Enjoy.
Bad Situation
In hindsight it probably wasn't one of her brightest moments, but the second she realized Vaan –the idiot – had been skimping out on sleep to earn more gil for her and the orphans, Penelo's first reaction involved casting sleep, effectively knocking out the exhausted blonde. It wasn't until Vaan began snoring softly that she realized her dilemma; how on earth was she supposed to haul his unconscious body to bed or, more importantly, keep herself from groping him.
Possessiveness
Vaan doesn't remember exactly when the suspicions began, but suddenly everything –the friendly chattering, the dwindling use of formalities, and the constant gifts– all transformed one day, changed before his very eyes as he found himself inexplicably reaching out and grasping his best friend's shoulder only to spin her 'round closer to himself and away from that pesky Larsa.
First Aid
It'd been officially one week since Penelo had fallen 'sick'. The dancer groans weakly as once again Vaan enters her tent, thrusting another unsavoury looking bowl of grey goop into her hands, and rightly disgusted Penelo mutters darkly, "Vaan..you do know I'm not really sick right?" yet when said boy gently cups her cheek and plants a chaste kiss upon her lips, all previous thoughts disappear.
Ambition
When Vaan smirks and announces that his dream is to become a sky-pirate as soon as possible, Penelo snorts, rolls her eyes and scoffs, "There's gotta be easier ways of fulfilling your Robin Hood complex."
Prince
He'd sworn to free her from the evil clutches of that damned Baanga– when Balthier and Fran first told him the news that his Penelo had been kidnapped he was sure the world had froze – and without a second thought became a criminal's accomplice for her sake, only to discover with a wrenching pang of guilt that Penelo was actually strong, in fact much stronger than he and thus certainly more than capable of handling the emotional strain of being a prisoner. He was no prince in shining armour but a flighty undeserving coward.
Calling all zombies
When they realize the inhabitants of the Lhusu Mines are all craving hume brains and guts, Vaan and Penelo glance at each other briefly before deliberating on a strategy of getting exactly what they want (more magicite) while not having any of the crew's brains chewed out, and after an all too short hesitation, both reach some sort of silent consensus and simultaneously chorus, "We'll miss you, Balthier."
Protective
Penelo's mouth twitches as Vaan very obviously stations himself between his best friend and the approaching visitor knight, Velis, and vaguely exasperated by the whole ordeal, the dancer grins mischievously before reaching forward and wrapping her arms snugly 'round the blonde's waist while settling her chin comfortably on the crook of his neck. Her bold actions garnered several approving whistles from the group, especially Tomaj.
Matchmaking
When Penelo arrives at the picnic Filo had invited her to, she's surprised to see a grinning Kytes dragging a flushing Vaan to the table and with a gradually increasing feeling of butterflies fluttering in her stomach, she can't help but think that she's been set up.
Serious Business
"It's not right! How come you get to revive Penelo?" Vaan snaps irritably as Balthier, muttering the necessary incantations, ignores his whines and crouches down next to Penelo's still form. When the blonde continues to gripe, "We should've drawn straws or even rock, paper, scissors. At least that would've been fair!", Fran frowns but replies evenly " The girl did not suffer any fatal wounds; the cause for her fainting is merely an unfortunate combination of hunger and exhaustion. Be glad. It is a small matter, surely."
Vaan quietens once Penelo began to stir. "It isn't to me."
Brilliant Deduction
When a young Vaan suddenly exclaims, "Ahhh! I think I like Penelo!" one day as he sits at breakfast with Reks, eyes wide and his usual ruddy cheeks tinged pink in embarrassment, the brother sighs and leans over to ruffle the younger's hair, drawling "Noooo reaaally?? Nobody noticed." in response, earning him an indignant glare from the smaller boy.