so many ideas for stories, so little time! im excited about this one though, hope u like it :)

xo moonbaby

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"What the-?"

Kim was finishing up an oil change when the silver car pulled up to the shop. It was a small town, and people just didn't drive cars like that here.

The driver's door opened and a tall blonde man stepped out, swinging his suit jacket over his shoulder. People just didn't dress like that here.

Kim came to his senses. "You need directions?"

The man shut the car door and looked at Kim. "I wish that was all," he said, taking in the peeling paint and faded signs. "But my car started handling funny and making weird noises. Can you take a look?"

Kim looked at the car again and flipped the toothpick in his mouth. He'd never even seen a machine that expensive, much less worked on one. "Hey Boss!" he yelled, making the blonde man jump a little. "You better come see this!"

Adrien looked up as the office door swung open. A slight woman in grease-stained overalls came down the steps, black hair tied up in a bandanna. An orange kitten perched on her shoulder.

"You're…in charge?" Adrien said in surprise, taking in her delicate features and big blue eyes.

"It's my name on the sign, isn't it?" She said drily, slowly taking in the expensive clothes before eyeballing the car.

He looked up. Marinette's Motor Repair, it said in faded blue letters. He blushed in embarrassment. "I-I'm sorry, I just, well. Something's wrong with my car, maybe you can help."

Kim smiled a little, enjoying his discomfort. He'd seen a lot of people underestimate Mari. "He says it's handling funny and making noises."

Marinette scratched the cat's head absentmindedly. "How many miles on it?"

"60,000."

"Last service?"

"I don't know, honestly, my..." he felt more out of place by the minute. "My assistant takes care of it."

"Did you notice a sweet smell?"

Adrien looked at her in surprise again and nodded, then quickly relaxed his face. "Yes."

Her lips twitched a little. "Kim, why don't you find…" she looked at him expectantly.

"Adrien, Adrien Agreste." He held out a hand.

She shook it, blue eyes narrowing a little. "Find Adrien somewhere to sit while we take a look."

Kim nodded, smirking as he wiped a folding chair with a rag. He didn't have a lot of sympathy for rich folks.

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Chapter 2

Adrien looked up as Marinette approached him. She and Kim had been poking around for about 20 minutes, long enough for Adrien to and find out he had no cell phone service at all.

"Well…?"

"Well," she said, wiping her hands on a towel. "Your transmission is shot."

Adrien looked at her blankly. "Is that bad?"

She surveyed him and chewed her lip for a moment. "It's bad. You can't drive that car until its replaced."

"And how long will that take? I…I have somewhere to be." He was starting to fear the worst.

"Well, we have to order the part, and we don't get a lot of cars like yours around here, so…probably about 3 days."

Adrien leaned forward and put his face in his hands. "Perfect," he muttered, running a hand through his hair. "Just perfect." He took a breath and gathered himself before standing, draping his jacket over one arm.

"Yoo-hoo! Mari!" A hugely pregnant woman with auburn hair came up the drive, a small boy in tow. She saw the Bentley and whistled. "So this is it then, hmm? We came over as soon as we heard! Wow-ee, look at that fancy ride, Paul!"

Mari gave her a warm smile and a hug. "Hey Alya. Hi Paulie," she said, handing the boy the kitten from her shoulder and ruffling his hair.

"Ooohh and this is the driver, hmm?" she stage whispered, looking Adrien up and down thoroughly. "Alix didn't mention the eye candy!"

Adrien coughed a little in surprise. He put out a hand. "Adrien Agreste, nice to meet you."

"I'll say." Alya shook his hand and laughed. "Any other ninth month of the year and I'd ask you to dinner!"

Adrien laughed and blushed, liking her immediately.

Alya winked and elbowed Mari in the ribs. "She's single though, so she can ask you."

Marinette closed her eyes in embarrassment, turning red and shaking her head. "Alyaaa.."

Alya just laughed again and held her big stomach happily. "So, Adrien, what brings you to this neck of the woods, besides that gorgeous ride?"

Adrien sighed. "Well, Marinette tells me my transmission is shot and I'm stuck here for 3 days until it can be replaced."

"Oof! Expensive and inconvenient, the double whammy! Hope you don't have somewhere to be." Alya nudged Marinette in the ribs again, always eager to play matchmaker for her friend.

"Just my engagement party." He glanced quickly at Marinette and then at the ground.

Alya's face fell. "Ah, you're engaged! Well, nobody's perfect." Marinette snorted.

"So where can he stay?" Alya was still determined—rich, handsome out-of-towners weren't an everyday thing. "The Old Dutch?"

Marinette shook her head. "Gladys would eat him alive."

"True…Bella's?"

"No vacancies since the Bacon's burned down."

Adrien looked on, bewildered. He'd never been somewhere without a hotel, and they usually had a few stars.

Marinette crossed her arms looked Adrien up and down again. He was reminded of his modeling days, under all this scrutiny.

"Nothing for it, I guess. You'll have to stay with me. Hope you don't mind a pull-out couch."

"I—what?"

"Just nod and say thank you, Adrien, its in your best interest!" Alya grinned at him. She was enjoying this immensely.

Marinette rolled her eyes a little but gave Adrien a small smile.

Kim spat his toothpick onto the ground in disgust.

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