NOTE: Yeah, I knew I said I wasn't going to upload anything else, but I lied. HAH. But seriously this one will be the last one I promise! I just wanted to get all my ideas out there for the first chapter of everything, and see how you guys respond to it. And then, I proceed to work on it much faster.

Plus, A Play to Remember, is sort of out of my comfort zone, so I'll be uploading that story quite slowly, especially since i'm still trying to gather my ideas and complete an outline.

Stories like this one is much more easier to write for me, so I'll be working on this. It's not going to be an incredibly long story.

As it had been planned, this story will only be containing 8 chapters, and will be relatively short.

LadyBug/Chat Noir are known in the story, and will only be brought up once (possibly), but this story is mostly focused on just Adrien and Marinette and their daily "normal" lives. So there will be no akuma attacks. :)

Enjoy~!

Dare Night

Genres: Romance

Disclaimer: I do not own Miraculous LadyBug

Pairings: AdrienxMarinette (Adrinette)

Chapter One

Marinette Dupain-Cheng

The irritated bluenette groaned as she walked into the Bourgeois' grand hotel – Le Grand Paris, with Alya, and the rest of her female classmates by her side.

It was that time of the year again. That time when Kirsten Bourgeois – Chloe's older sister - came home for a short visit from her glamorous life as an international supermodel.

You would think that Chloe was the one labeled as the wicked witch of all of Paris. That, my friend, was all wrong. In fact, Chloe was just an ill-advised wannabe. The real threat to any resident's social life in Paris was actually Kirsten.

Behind that sweet smile, and those innocent sapphire colored eyes, hid this demon like creature with a treacherous craving for public humiliation (of anyone else, but her, of course). Kirsten had a way with people. She was cunning, and persuasive, and somehow had the ability to obtain any private information regarding her targeted prey. Even Chloe was sometimes considered a target, and she was her sister!

This week, it sadly was Chloe… and her female classmates from Ms. Bustier's class. A target she highly anticipated every year during the twelve days she made herself comfortable in her hometown.

Every year, Kirsten would somehow gather all the dirt she needed regarding Chloe, and her female classmates, and then proceed with a game she claimed to be quite entertaining (for herself) – Dare Night.

You may be thinking, what exactly is Dare Night, and what does it entail?

Well, to simply describe it, Kirsten, the mastermind behind Dare Night, would give each girl an envelope containing at least three dares. Each dare were to be closely related to the secret that Kirsten was somehow able to come across. Each person had until midnight to complete the dares, or else, the humiliating secret was to be revealed to the entire city by dawn. And if that wasn't enough, the losers were also forced to commit to some kind of activity at 1AM with live feed connected to the giant TV located at the top of Le Grand Paris. The year before, it was singing karaoke in incredibly heinous outfits. Who knew what it would be this year?

It was a sad thing to admit, but losing your secret and singing karaoke was a far more favorable punishment than being tortured by Kirsten every day of your life. Even if she were halfway across the world, she would still find a way to make your life a living hell. Even Marinette had to admit that Hawk Moth was no longer a threat compared to this little demon princess.

"Chloe," Alya retorted with crossed arms as they gathered at the center of the lobby.

The entire place was closed for the time being, and was heavily guarded by a platoon of workers. This way, no one was able to get in, nor were they able to get out.

"Alya," Chloe sneered, rolling her eyes.

"Have we not talked about keeping your sister away from Paris?"

"Like I can do anything about that," The blonde snapped with a slightly twitchy eye. It was obvious that Kirsten was giving Chloe a hard time since she arrived. It was evidently shown through her much more spiteful attitude in school. Girl couldn't even keep herself calm when Ms. Bustier would call her name out for attendance.

"I just want to get this over with," Marinette groaned, while slouching in defeat.

The year before, she barely passed. Kirsten somehow found out that she still enjoyed playing with dolls. She even had to prove her assumption with a video - a video of her grooming her Lettuce Patch doll while singing to it. Her first two dares consisted of taking a picture with a bunch of the dolls at the store, and eating baby food. The last one was well, the cause of her seemingly close failure. She had to dress up as a Lettuce Patch kid, but she was only allowed to steal clothes off of mannequins to complete the look. It was incredibly hard, and Marinette even quit playing with those dolls just to avoid that fiasco. She's been cautious all year just so Kirsten wasn't able to pinpoint any dirt on her. And if she had anything on her, well, it couldn't be that bad. Could it?

"Marinette." The all too familiar upbeat voice sounded behind her, followed by a few 'tsks'. "Proper posture my dear."

Surprised, Marinette stood up straight before turning her head to see Kirsten, slowly strutting towards her and the small gathered group of girls.

Kirsten was pretty much a replica of Chloe, except taller with a much more voluminous figure. She had long, straight, blonde hair that stopped just above her waist, and wore only the finest and most expensive clothing in the world. Chloe was just a tiny unnoticeable speck compared to her.

A smirk curved upon the blonde's face as she stopped just next to Marinette. She leaned down, gathering her hair to one side before bringing her lips close to Marinette's ear. "I don't think Adrien appreciates a girl with bad posture," she whispered, instantly causing shivers to travel up the bluenette's spine.

"Huh? W-What?" Marinette responded with a tinge of fear in her voice. Even Alya was too scared to ask about what she said.

"I personally want to give you your envelope." Kirsten grinned devilishly before reaching into her designer purse. She pulled out a white envelope with Marinette's name handwritten on it. "Here you go," she said, gesturing for the bluenette to take it. "You're not allowed to open it yet though."

Marinette gulped before reaching out for her own envelope. Her fingers trembled with trepidation as she grasped the edge of the envelope. Lacking patience, Kirsten shoved the entire thing into Marinette's hand. She then continued her strut until she was finally standing on the foot of the stairs.

"As you all know, today is Dare Night!" she announced with a room filled with dreadful teens. "By now, you should all know the rules, so I shouldn't have to explain it. And if you don't remember, well then, it sucks to be you." She snickered before snapping her fingers.

Beside her, a couple of the hotel workers began calling out the names that were printed on each card. In just a few short minutes, every girl in the room was holding an envelope. With anticipation, they wanted to read their dares, and get the rest of the day over with. That way, Kirsten was out of their lives for another entire year.

"Alright everyone," Kirsten continued with a smug look. "You may open up your envelopes, and make sure to take lots of pictures, or else you'll be forced to do something quite…" she trailed off, not wanting to reveal what she had planned for the losers.

Marinette blinked as Kirsten met her eyes. The blonde winked before shielding her vision with a pair of overly studded sunglasses. "Good luck ladies," she said before whipping around, and walking up the plight of stairs.

As she exited the room, a few of the hotel workers walked to the center of the lobby, towards the centerpiece. They removed the centerpiece from the table before replacing it with a giant timer that was counting backwards from five hours.

"Oh girl, I hope its nothing bad," Alya said as she ripped her envelope open.

Marinette looked down to her envelope as Alya began reading through her dares. Unlike Alya, she peeled the sticker away from the opening, and slid the cue cards out from the sleeve. She then looked back up at the timer, and bit her bottom lip. The timer was ticking down too fast for her own liking.

Marinette's eyes widened, and her jaw dropped upon reading the first dare. As she continued to flip through the cards, her eyes began to bulge from her sockets. She could not believe what she had to complete. The whole Lettuce Patch dolls fiasco suddenly seemed like a miniscule embarrassment in her life.

In exact words, her cue cards read:

1.You must spend your entire time with Adrien Agreste until you are finished with all your dares.

2.Steal a pair of Adrien Agreste's boxers.

3.Kiss Adrien Agreste on the lips.

If you fail to complete your dares, Kirsten Bourgeois will reveal your crush towards Adrien Agreste in the morning.

Good luck!

Note: So what do you guys think? Yeah, dare fanfics are pretty cliche, but they are still pretty awesome to read! I hope you enjoy my take on this.

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