King's huge frickin' book of randomness galore:The ultimate

Reverse fates AU:The magician and the ruffian

"Bastards and lady bastards, little shorties all around! Come one, come all, and gaze in awe!" 

Came the loud, cheery voice of her target. Right....There was some weirdo in a magician's outfit making trouble for her gang, and she was to deal with it personally. Afterall, they'd came to rely on her; she always delivered. Her mission in mind, she mingled into the crowd, gently pushing her way through for a closer look, before going very still as she spoke again.

"Now, for this little trick of mine, I'm gonna need a volunteer! Someone strong and able-bodied..."

The magician began, tapping her chin.

She was distracted. Perfect. Now she just needed to wait for the right moment.

"Someone a little shorter than other shorties...."

She pulled back her jacket, just a bit.

"With blonde hair..."

In she reached....

"Pale skin..."

She fingered the dagger in her inner pocket...

"Blue eyes...."

She gripped it tight....

"....and a jacket. Someone like you, little miss!"

She said suddenly, yanking the shorter blonde girl onto the stage, causing a yelp of surprise to sound from her throat, which she felt practically close.

"Uh...."

The words of protest she'd prepared died on her lips, staring up at the behemoth of a female: Her skin was dark, ebony brown, her brown hair was long and silky, cascading smoothly down her somewhat broad shoulders, her blue-eyed gaze falling lower to her mature, womanly frame, the noticeably small show-woman outfit she was wearing generously hugging her fit figure. She was gorgeous.....

"Helllooooo?"

"Huh?"

She brought herself back to reality, staring back at the brown, red-pupiled gaze being cast on her. Blinking, she could only sit there as the giant woman began to giggle, smiling sweetly.

"No need to be nervous, little shorty! I'll guide you....alright?"

The show-woman said with a wink, giving the stunned blonde a spin, the outfit of an assistant fitted to her short, dizzy person once the world stopped spinning so rapidly. 

"This, little shorties, is my assistant for the evening! And longer."

She winked again, walking to the other side of the stage.

"Now....Let the fun BEGIN!"

Everything afterwards was one very long haze, being spun around and grabbed quite freqeuntly, only able to catch her breath when all was said and done and the magician laughed long and loud, slamming the little bit of air she recovered from her lungs in what was supposed to be a clap on the back, feeling something dig into her back....were those claws?

"You were very helpful, little shorty! I had fun! Even though you were going to kill me."

She said suddenly, her eyes flashing dangerously with knowing light, making the little blonde freeze.

"Y-you know...?"

"I knew the whole time! But that doesn't matter. Your too cute not to forgive. Besides, I got my gots, didn't I? And for a job well-done, you deserve a reward."

She said, bending down and kissing the frozen female on the forehead, moving back to pull away, before catching the ruffian's lips, kissing her long and deep, licking her lips afterward, giving them a little smack, as if to savor the taste.

"Tart."

She said, giggling shortly and heading off, leaving her would-be attacker behind. 

"Farewell for now..."

She turned one last time. 

"Z."