Disclaimer: Cashore is my lord. And I am her lowly serf. I do not own Graceling. However, I do enjoy messing with her awesome characters.
In Which Two Gracelings Perform the Nasty Nasty…
Peering out the corner of her sharp green eye, Katsa observed her raven-haired companion's languid form.
Her blue eye gazed at his smug grin, stretched across his cheeks.
Holding up a hand in casual acknowledgement, Po chuckled, "My dear, I believe it's my turn for a ride atop the wildcat, not below."
"I think not, Lord Prince."
"You test my patience, Kat."
With an eyebrow arched in query, Katsa stared down into Po's silver and golden gaze, "I believe I hold the upper-hand at all times."
Po sighed in fated defeat, "Isn't that right."
"Not always, Lord Prince, for I've decided upon an exception."
"Is that so, My Lady?"
"Yes, Po, and if you don't get on it soon, I'll change my mind!"
A/N: Well, well, well, I've just finished reading Kristin Cashore's Graceling…and of course, I'm smitten with Kat 'n Po. They are absolutely spiffy characters who just so deserve to participate in some naughty activities thought up by…a legion of fervent fans. That's not to say…this piece of fanwork could be interpreted in an innocent manner. Though, I know all you fangirls/fanboys fantasize the unwritten, or well for a lack of better words – what's written between the lines. This drabble is dedicated to my runaway mind and to all who share a similar humor in placing our well-loved characters in, ahem, questionable situations. Hehe, and that's what fanfiction is all about. (^_^) Toodles, -Whillenwolf – November 3, 2009 2:17 AM