Mischievous

Mischievous: (of a person, their behavior, or animal) Causing or showing a fondness for causing trouble in a playful way.

"Why?" Po asked himself. He noisily ate his cookie sitting on the stair of the Jade Palace. "Why me? I mean, I don't actually hate it but it is a little...strange," Po said to himself. He was talking about a series of events that had been disturbing him for a while. Three days ago, Po was eating in the Hall of Heroes like he wasn't supposed to. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Tigress appeared. "AAHHH! Oh, it's just you, Tigress," Po panted.

"What are you doing?" Tigress asked, looking at the bowl of food. Po tried to hide it.

"Nothing," Po replied.

"You were eating again weren't you?" Tigress said, knowing that was what he was doing. Po went to the begging position.

"Please don't tell Master Shifu. He's away on a trip. He doesn't have to know," Po begged. Tigress looked at him for a while and then gave a mischievous smile.

"Sure."

"Really?" Po asked, confused she would agree.

"Just make sure that Shifu doesn't see the mess," Tigress said.

"Thanks, Tigress, I owe you one," Po smiled, going back to eating.

"Po, you have some food on your cheek," Tigress mentioned. "Here, let me get that." Then Po felt her tongue on his cheek, licking up the crumbs. Po froze, then fell back nearly fainting. "There, all better." The last thing he noticed was the smirk on Tigress's face. He didn't finish eating after that.

"And then there's the situation with 'the itch'," Po shivered.

Po was going around his room, trying to find something to scratch a certain part on his back. Tigress came in to see what the commotion was. "Po, what are you doing?" She asked.

"My back itches really badly. I'm trying to find something to scratch it with. Actually, can you scratch it for me?" Po asked. The momentary disgust on her face made Po switch into "The begging" mode. "Pleeeeese?" Then Tigress showed her mischievous grin.

"Sure," Tigress calmly said. Po turned around. "Where is it?"

"On the top of my back," Po said, then he remembered that she had sharp claws, "Don't hurt me okay."

"Don't worry, I won't," She replied with a tone Po didn't really trust. She started to scratch the spot.

"Over a bit. Right there," Po groaned. "Ahh, that's it." For a second, Tigress stopped scratching, but then she scratched the spot with a different item. It wasn't until the warmth of her breath that Po stiffened and went wide-eyed. "T T TTT Tigress?"

"Yes," Tigress asked in a silky voice.

"What are you scratching me with?"

"My teeth. They're a bit better to scratch spots with," She replied. That logic didn't really make sense, but Po wasn't thinking right now. Tigress traced her sharp teeth all the way up to Po's neck and then came off. "Well, if you need me, I'll be exercising," Tigress said, leaving Po. Po could hear her cheeky laugh from the hall door as he stood stiff as a board.

"And then there was the...training incident," Po said rubbing his butt.

Tigress and Po were sparring alone in the Training Hall. Po punched and swept his arm around, trying to get Tigress. Tigress nimbly ducked and dodged every punch. Then she went on offense swinging her foot in a roundhouse kick. Po blocked the left and right kick and watched as Tigress jumped into the air and tried to do an air attack. Po grabbed Tigress's hand, swung her around, and threw her onto the ground. "I win," Po panted. Tigress grumbled a bit but nonetheless smiled at Po.

"Yes, you did. Well done," Tigress replied. Po sighed triumphantly, but he could sense Tigress's smile had turned mischievous. Po looked at Tigress to see he was right. Po chuckled anxiously. He knew he had to get out fast.

"Um... thanks for that Tigress," Po smiled nervously. Tigress got up and rested her hand on his shoulder.

"You deserve it, Po," Tigress said. Then she passed him. Suddenly, Po felt a hand on his right buttock. He could also tell that the hand had sharp claws lightly digging into the flesh. Po gasped and clenched his butt. The hand left his butt as suddenly as it came. Po turned his head slightly to see Tigress's mischievous grin looking at Po over her shoulder.

"I don't get it," Po contemplated as he sat on the steps. "Why is she so...mischievous?" Po decided to get some advice from his dad. The busy shop was low key today, giving Po an opportunity to talk to his father. "Hey, dad?"

"Po! What's my dear son need?" Mr. Ping asked hugging his son.

"I need some advice. See there's this girl that-"

"Oh, you've finally gotten a lady friend," Mr. Ping smirked wiggling his eyebrows.

"No, no, well, I don't know," Po said unsurely, causing Mr. Ping to become confused. "You see, lately, she's been very...mischievous and I don't know why she does it with me." Mr. Ping's smirk returned.

"I think I know. The way to combat that is to fight fire with fire," Mr. Ping cheekily smiled.

"So, you're saying that I should be mischievous right back?" Po asked.

"What's the harm in it?" Mr. Ping reasoned. Po nodded.

"Thanks, dad," Po said as he went back up the Jade Palace steps. "Walking up those steps will give you an appetite," Po sighed. So he went to the kitchen to see that Tigress was there as well. "Oh, hey Tigress," Po nervously said. Tigress's mischievous grin was already present. He cautiously got his food from the cabinet.

"Hello, Po," She said calmly. Po didn't turn immediately around. He knew she was standing right behind him. Po gulped and finally turned around. "Why are you so nervous?"

"I'm not nervous. I... I just came up the steps so... I'm a little shaky from the exercise," Po said slipping out of her sight to get something else. Tigress turned again and simply rested her weight on the counter.

"I'm guessing you're wondering about how I've been acting lately," Tigress stated.

"Well, it has been on my mind," Po said looking in another cabinet. "So why have you been this way?" Po immediately turned around when he heard her coming towards him. "TTTTigress?" He stuttered. Po could see her mischievous and slightly hungry smile as she licked her lips.

"I don't know," She said huskily, "Maybe because I've developed a kind of...fondness for you." She leaned in a bit, nearly touching his lips, but pulled away. She backed away far enough for Po to see her smirk. That was it for Po. He had had enough of it. Two could play at that game. Po grabbed her around the waist and while she gasped in surprise, he smashed his lips onto hers. Tigress was immensely surprised but slowly eased into the kiss. Po pulled away and licked her jawbone causing her to moan a bit.

"That's for the food thing," He whispered. He kissed down to her neck and lightly scratched his teeth on it. Tigress moaned. "That's for the itch situation." Then Tigress felt Po's hands squeeze her butt. Her tail unconsciously swirled around Po's hands and Tigress gave a sharp gasp. "And that's for the training hall incident."

"Po?" Tigress whimpered as he felt her butt. He finally stopped, pulled her back, and stared at her seriously. Something about that look made Tigress a bit scared but she wouldn't show it.

"Why have you been like this? Is it to tease me?" Po asked.

"No, I," Tigress stopped and blushed. She couldn't look Po in the face. Po grabbed her again and wrapped his arms around her waist. Tigress noticed his content smile.

"I love you, too," Po said. Tigress's heart skipped a bit. They both leaned in and were about to kiss each other, but Po pulled away. He let go of the blinking and confused Tigress and walked towards the door. "But two can play at the mischievous game," Po finished smirking. Tigress blinked a few times and then started to growl.

"That's not mischief. What you did was tease me," Tigress growled, "Get back here so I can kiss you." Po gave his mischievous grin.

"You'll have to catch me first," Po said, running for his life. Tigress was right after him. They ran all the way to the Hall of Heroes where Master Shifu was just getting back to see Tigress running after Po. "You can't catch me, my love," Po laughed.

"Get back here panda so I can kiss you," She shouted. They ran out with Shifu just standing there contemplating what he just saw.

"What did I miss?" He asked himself.

The End