Title: Ice-Fishing For A Princess Author: Cowgirl Jedi 1701 Characters: Han & Leia, obviously. Time Period: Early ESB-ish Author Notes: I was listening to some good old Golden Oldies over breakfast, when this plot bunny jumped into my lap and refused to get off. Hoth angel, Hoth angel Will you be mine? My darling dear Love you all the time I’m just a fool A fool in love with you Leia didn’t know who was singing, but he sure had a nice voice. She put down the datapad she was working with and just closed her eyes to listen. Hoth angel, Hoth angel The one I adore Love you forever And ever more I’m just a fool A fool in love with you I fell for you and I knew The vision of your love-loveliness The singing stopped abruptly, and the voice Leia heard behind her was one she recognized. “Why am I singing this poodoo? Sure, I think she’s gorgeous, but I don’t stutter over it. That’s more your line, farm boy.” “I know. Just quit griping and sing. She’ll like it. Trust me.” “Okay, okay, fine.” He began again, a couple lines before where he’d stopped. Leia smiled. Now that she knew who was singing, she was really going to enjoy this. I fell for you and I knew The vision of your love-loveliness I hope and I pray that someday I’ll be the vision of your hap-happiness Hoth angel, Hoth angel Please be mine My darling dear Love you all the time I’m just a fool A fool in love with you I fell for you and I knew The vision of your loveliness I hope and pray that someday That I’ll be the vision of your happiness Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Hoth angel, Hoth angel Please be mine My darling dear Love you all the time I’m just a fool A fool in love With you-ooou Leia’s smile turned into a grin. She knew this was the part where she was supposed to run to run to him and rave about how well he sang (and she wouldn’t be lying, because he did sing very well), but she didn’t want to let the scoundrel win that easily. She’d been around him long enough to know that the more she played hard to get, the more he would want her. She’d given up denying that she was attracted to him, but if he really wanted her, he’d have to work for it. Let the man stew a while. She knew it wouldn’t take long for him to react to her response (or lack of one). He was stubborn, but he was also impatient. He reacted. “Frell it all, Luke. Her Worshipfulness can go to Hell. And you can go there too, for talking me into doing this in the first place.” “Don’t wait for me too long.” Leia ignored Han’s cussing her. She knew he wasn’t really mad at her, just frustrated because his serenade hadn’t gotten immediate results. Maybe she would tell him how nice his singing was later. Maybe. Luke’s snarky rejoinder was answered by a very Wookie-sounding guffaw, and it was all Leia could do not to bust out laughing and give herself away.