A/N: YESTERDAY was PenguinShipping Day?

Oh goddamn, what the hell. I have stories lined up for those two -_-.

Anyway, I had this lying around on Open Office for a while and decided to upload it as a belated PenguinShipping Day fic.
It's not really considered a drabble, since it's not one-hundred words (or I don't think it is, anyway). Let's call it a 'ficlet' (:

For the 100 themes challenge (variation one), this is 72. Mischief Managed.
(Note that I wasn't sure what they meant by that exactly since all I could think was, 'Harry Potter!')

You know the drill: point out any errors and a review would make me smile!
(And please ignore the crappy and inaccurate title.)

"Oh, shoot," Dawn mumbled before reaching down to redeem her fallen book.

Kenny watched as the boys around her gawked, some even craning their necks, as the already too-short skirt snaked its way up her legs, moving closer and closer to showing off her...

He sprinted forward, picked up the book and offered it to her in one swift motion. The girl straightened and smiled as she took it from him.

"Thanks!" She chirped before skipping off, pink heeled boots clicking against the floor. Once she was out of sight, Kenny's eyes flashed back to the other boys who looked... well, in a word, disappointed.

He shook his head as he mumbled to himself. "Dawn, Dawn, Dawn... what am I going to do with you?"

'I mean... it's not your fault that you're too pretty for your own good.'