"Days in the sun
When a life has barely begun
When no love, no prize can't be won
I remember warmly
Those days in the past
Far too perfect and peaceful to last
And the skies were soon overcast
And the days grew cold."
- Alan Menken
Note: Soooo I'm making another fic. Sorry to anyone who has been waiting for me to update my other fics. I have a lot of them outlined but no beta to look them over and RL has been intruding in my writting time. I got a mAjor plunny for this fic so I hope you guys enjoy.
Edit: Thank you to evreryone who pointed out it's supposed to be "Nino" not "Nico. My computer apparently kept changing it every time I type that name.
Edit2: 06/16/17 Replaced the bold to italics, hope its easier to read now. Also warning, there is some past Chloe/Marinette hinted at in this fic.
Setting the paints down, Marinette inspected every inch of the freshly painted music box before declaring it perfect. Twirling around to face her audience, she beamed at them before proudly gesturing to the finished product.
"I normally don't work with wood, but I think it came out nicely! what do you guys think?"
"I think I want a closer look!"
Mischievous laughter filled the room, as Trixx flew in spirals before landing in front of the freshly painted ballerina. Peering at the painted smiling face, Trixx smirked slyly before peering behind her shoulder. Staring up at the suspicious looking Tiki, slightly nervous Marinette and her partners own bemused face, Trixx gave a laugh.
"I like it."
Flicking her tail tat the box, the air shimmered before engulfing the box till it disappeared. Marinette paled rapidly as she gasped in dismay before swaying dangerously to the side. Alya quickly grabbed her friend by the elbow and helped her sit on the nearby chair, while Tiki tackle dived towards Trixx.
Trixx cockily smirked as she scampered off the table and onto the floor, weaving between the chair legs and other furniture before managing to squeeze herself behind the dresser and crawl her way to the top.
"Trixx you vixen! Give it back"
"Not a chance Tiki! This is mine now. It's too good for that yellow haired alley cat!"
Cackling in glee Trixx swooped down near the desk and passed by the chair where Marinette was sitting. The dark haired girl dove to catch the kwami by her tail but missed and crashed into Tiki instead. Laughing at the pile of limbs she left behind, Trixx didn't notice Alya sneaking up behind her till it was too late.
"Gotcha!"
Grabbing her by the scruff of her neck, Alya gave her a stern look before gently turning to face a furious looking Tiki.
"Give Marinette's music box back Trixx!"
Snickering into her paws, Trixx gave Tiki a cheeky wink.
"What's up spots? You look frazzled. This can't be good for your blood pressure."
Tiki gritted her teeth as she glared even harder at the innocently whistling kwami.
"That's enough Trixx. You had your fun, now give back the music box."
Peering up at Alya's laughing hazel eyes, Trix smiled at having amused her partner. Giving a little salute, she flicked her tail and the box re-appeared on the chaise by the window.
Marinnet crawled over to the chaise and inspected the box from head to toe before collapsing in relief.
"Having a fox try and take your work is the highest honour there is. You should be pleased that I tried to take it. Thankful even."
Tiki puffed up in anger as Trixx kept trying to explain why she shouldn't get in trouble since nothing bad happened and how the alley cat shouldn't get nice things since it took him far too long to realize his one and only was his classmate.
"-I mean come on! She has the same hair style and voice and everything! It's not like Marinette acts any differently when she's a civilian, unlike that scruffy, flee-bitten street cat!"
Alya gently brought Trixx to her cheek and gave her a quick nuzzle, calming down her partner from her self-worked up rant over a certain blond model's observation skills.
"There there Trixx. No need to get so upset. Adrien wised up and is now treating Marinette like the amazing person she is. Which is why, we shouldn't be stealing anniversary gifts from her okay? Especially since this is their first year anniversary."
Pouting up to her partner, Trixx gave a small nod before floating over to where Tiki was hugging an exhausted looking Marinette. Skillfully ignoring Tiki's glare, Trixx scampered her way up the chaise until she was facing the dark haired girl.
"I'm sorry for taking your pretty music box. I didn't mean to get you so upset." Twisting her tail in her little paws, Trixx gave Marinette the biggest puppy eyes she could manage.
Marinette never really had much resistance against such cute faces, and easily accepted the apology, even though she knew that in less than a weeks time Trixx would pull another prank on her in some way or form.
Once Marinette gave her forgiveness, Trixx dropped the act and got to the real meat of her argument.
"But in all honesty cupcake, you really could do much much better than that stray."
"Well guys? You think she'll like it?"
Beaming at Nino and Chloe, Adrien proudly presented his finest creation yet. A book (written all by himself) about his adventures with Ladybug and the high-jinks they would get into with their friends. Adrien had hired Nathaniel to do the drawings for him, since drawing wasn't his strongest skill.
"Yeah Dude! She's going to love it!"
Nino gave his best friend a thumbs up before ambling closer to grab the book and start flipping through it.
"Well of course she's going to love it. You made it didn't you?" Giving the boys a disbelieving look for wasting her time Chloe turned back to her cell phone.
"What do you mean the food is going to be late?" Her brows knitted into a frown before her eyes flashed in rage at the persons rambling. "Excuse me but I am paying top dollar for this service and if a single thing is not perfect by 4pm your little company is going to wish they never heard of the name Chloe Bourgeois!"
Throwing her phone at the couch nearby Chloe draped herself over a nearby chair and bemoaned at the incompetency of people.
"It is so hard to find good help these days. But don't you worry Adrien, I'm going to insure that you and Marinette have the most perfect one year anniversary ever okay? " Glaring hatefully at her phone, Chloe muttered threateningly, "Even if I have to hire people to physically drag them to the party on time, I swear everything will be perfect. Or else."
Nino and Adrien exchanged glances before going back to stare n bemusement as Chloe continued to mutter and rant under her breath.
"I can't remember, is it your anniversary today or is it Chloe's?"
Laughing softly, Adrien gently took back his book and shook his head, "To be honest Nino, sometimes I wonder."
"Well whoever's anniversary party it is, it better have fine quality cheese. That's all I care about."
"Plagg!" Adrien exclaimed, half exasperated half amused at his kwami's giant appetite for cheese.
"Don't listen to him Adrien. Plagg wouldn't know class if it smacked him in the face. The finer quality things are wasted on such peasants."
Pollen delicately took a sip of their tea as they arched an eyebrow while observing the rabble from their little customized throne. Chloe had given only the very best for her partner.
"Hey! For your information I am a world class expert in class! Especially when it comes to cheese!"
"Oh dear, deluded as well as ugly? Truly you are an unfortunate kwami."
Adrien could only sigh as Plagg tried to tackle Pollen, knowing full well that the yellow kwami was faster than his and the whole attempt was for naught. Sure enough, Pollen simply shifted their throne to side at the last second, causing Plagg to crash into a pile of treats nearby.
"Ughhhhh Plagg! How dare you nearly get those chocolates on my beautiful white pants!" The blonde sneered at the dazed kwami before curling her lips with icy contempt. "Do you have any idea how much they cost?! Well let me tell you mister that if you had so much as ruined my designer clothes there would suddenly be hell to pay!"
Nino grabbed Adrien to sit next to him on the couch as he slouched further into the cushions. typing away at his phone, he flicked out a pair of ear buds and gave one to Adrien. Adrien squirmed in his chair at the sight of his room get progressively more messed up through Chloe, Plagg and Pollens fight. Wilting into his couch he took the offered ear bud and closed his eyes to the chaos before him. Maybe if they played the music loud enough it would drown out their bickering until they were done with their spat.
"I'm late, I'm late, I'm late, I'm late, I'm late!"
Rushing through the streets of Paris, Marinette cursed her inability to say no for help. Who knew delivering a pastry for her parents would have her lose track of time and be late for her own anniversary party?
"Marinette you're not going to make it at this pace!"
Franticaly looking at her watch, she cringed at the time. It would take another fifteen minutes of her running to get there and the party started in five minutes.
"I know Tiki! Looks like I'm going to have to cheat."
Exchanging a glance, they both smiled before ducking into a small alley behind an antique store.
"Looks like no one is around, perfect! Ready Tiki? Transforme me!"
The magic surrounded her body as Tiki entered her earrings, but something was wrong...the transformation felt off.
'Whats... happening?'
The air felt heavy and thick as her buddy convulsed in painful spasms. Marinette grasped at her throat as she collapsed to the ground, rolling in pain as her body felt on fire. The sensations were just too much for her brain to handle, as soundless screams erupted from her lips.
Marinette could faintly hear heavy footsteps slowly make their way closer to her. Perhaps a concerned bystander? Her sight was too fuzzy for her to make out anything but a pair of designer boots near her head. Tears streaked her cheeks as Marinette painfully reached her hand towards the blurry figure.
'Please...help...me...' she begged. The light from the main street cast shadows over the figure, making the already blurry image even more obscure.
Dropping her hand to the ground, Marinette lost herself to the pain before loosing consciousness. Tiki's screams as she was forcefully ejected from the earrings went unheard by her partner.
TBC