A Most Disastrous Voicemail

Alright.

You can do this Agreste.

Just... press that button, tell her how you feel and be done with it.

Easy.

"I can't do this Plagg." Adrien whined as he slummed down on his bed overdramatically. The floating black ball that he had been talking to sighed in annoyance. "Adrien, you're a model. If you can't tell the 'love of your life' how you feel about her, I seriously worry about the rest of your species."

Adrien groaned at his kwami as he rolled over on his back, his arms spread wide on his blanket, holding his phone in his right hand. "It's not that Plagg." The boy began. " It's just that...

But Plagg was done with the boys constant excuses, talking himself into and out of confessing his feelings to his crush. So in a moment of desperation the god of destruction let out a battle cry and charged at the device in Adrien's hand, effectively hitting the call button.

"Plagg!" Adrien cried out. "It's ringing! What do I do?!"

Plagg rolled his eyes. Why was his charge like this? "Just be yourself." He replied in a bored tone. That was what Adrien had told his friend, right? Surely that would work for him too. Plagg was 'helping' Adrien for two reasons. One, Adrien's constant lovesick talk made him sick. Two, this looked like it could turn out to be quite hilarious.

He did not want to help Adrien. Not in the slightest. Well... maybe a little.

Anyway, back to his panicking chosen, who had decided it was a good idea to pace up and down the whole length of his room.

Hey, this is Marinette's voicemail. Leave a message after the beeep. beeep!

"So cute." Adrien sighed with the most lovesick expression on his face. Quickly composing himself he to started speak. Or rather attempt to as the words that left his mouth could only be described as hysterical stutters and babbles.

Plagg was already doubled over, mid air, laughing at the boy.

With a finishing shout of "callmeseeyoulaterbye!" Adrien threw his phone as far away as possible, barely registering where it landed as his entire body collapsed on the sofa from embarrassment.

Plagg landed on the sofa, not far from his charge, still cackling like a mad man. "That was - so - hilarious." He wheezed out between deep breaths.

Adrien's head turned to glare at his kwami. "Well? What should I have said?" He asked with no real bite in his voice, before he continued in what must have been his best flirting voice. "Hey Marinette, its me, Adrien, from class. Oh and I'm Chat Noir, I accidentally found out you are Ladybug by accident and now I can't even get a single word out in front of you, which is why I'm saying all this over this stupid phone. Pretty hilarious, right?"

Silence reigned the room as Adrien stared Plagg in the eye and the kwami stared back, barely keeping in his laughter.

If you would like to save the message, press one. If you would like to delete the message, press two.

Adrien stared at the phone in shock, only one thought flying through his head.

Delete The Message.

Plagg stared at the phone, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips as only one thought flew through his mind.

Send The Message.

Simultaneously, at the same time, the two launched towards the phone. Both reaching it at the same time.

Message saved.

"Nooooo!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Plagg's laughter died at the sight of determination on Adrien's face. He had expected horror, dismay or panic even. But determination?

"Kid. What are you thinking?" His voice shook slightly.

"Marinette cannot be allowed to hear that message." Adrien replied, an unfamiliar spark in his eyes. "Plagg! Claws out!"