Disclaimer: Didn't play the game. Don't have any wrights to FFXII or its heroes. The respected owner is Square-Enix.

Title: A basket of drabbles

Fandom: Final Fantasy XII

Characters/Pairings: Penelo, Vayne with, Ashe and Balflear

Rating: G

Summary: There's one of the few matters of survival for them…

As a group of free wanderers, their party had no legal means to get money. True, they could do some dirty work like dishwashing, but, firstly, all kinds of payment for such "professionals" were too low to even bother, secondly, no one had ever suggested such means of getting gils anyway. Therefore, Ashe, Balflear and the others hunted for wild beasts and treasure chests around all of Ivalice's territory. They sold and they bought for the matter of survival. Sure, Balflear offered them stealing as well, but princess never agreed. Course, that didn't stopped this sky pirate from going against her will though. Penelo suspected that Ashe had known of all of Balflears escapades, she just never uttered a word about it.

- How long are we going to stay there?

Penelo looked upon Ashe, who was violently swinging her hands and cursing all the gods and mercenaries at once. Strange, but she was the best of them at bargaining. Even Balflear teasingly acknowledged that. Despite her rather frozen nature and all the noble blood in her veins, Ashe squeezed those filthy mercenaries like lemons.

- Must be some legacy from her ancestors. – Vaan muttered, looking at the Dalmascan princess as well.

- Don't go around Ashe, speaking of such things. – Penelo warily warned her childhood friend.

- I'm not that stupid you know.