A/N: Look who's finally back after a six-month hiatus! It's been awhile. My fingers feel so much better now that I'm typing and my mind feels like it's coming back to life. Advent Adrien and Tingling Whiskers will get updates this summer! Sadly, Advent Adrien will only get one chapter, then the rest of the chapters will be written and published in Christmas of 2017! Tingling Whiskers, on the other hand, will be updated as often as possible as I am starting a sequel to an Inspector Gadget story that was one of my best FanFics. I also have to finish off my old stories from last year before the summer ends...

Needless to say, I'm really busy.

But anyways...you in the mood for some Adrienette and probably some LadyNoir?

WARNING: This one-shot has drug use and alcohol consumption in it! I have warned you! It is poorly written and described because I have never laid a finger on any of these things! I had to do a lot of online research to try to make this work. Please bare with me! I put in research on the availability of drugs in Paris, and apparently weed isn't easy to find but cocaine is, but there's no cocaine in this one-shot at all. Period. I'm leaving it to Alix and Kim to find their cannabis and edibles. XD

Fuck my life.

The only reason I'm doing this is that I need a poor excuse to write a reveal fic with an accidentally-stoned Adrien and Marinette. I am not sure how strong weed really is or if it is capable of making someone confess embarrassing things like anaesthetics. The Internet says it's different for everyone and that it depends on the person's body and metabolism for edibles.

I've read that edibles are apparently a lot stronger and long-lasting than smoking because of the way it is taken into the bloodstream, but because Adrien is thin and underweight because of modeling, and this is a FanFic, it may not last as long as I have read up but will be intense enough to cause some secret-identity mayhem. I'm not cruel enough to let Gabriel catch his son stoned and have Adrien suffer the consequences of being a normal teenager. Or, at least, where I live being a normal teen means smoking before going to class and getting drunk the night before your exams.

No wonder I get made fun of for not being "normal". (Walking around at school in a Miraculous t-shirt with a Five Night's at Freddy's hoody and wedged boots isn't a positive fashion statement either! LOL)

2ND WARNING: Awful puns and inexperienced-kissing may be involved! I'm writing this A/N before I've even finished this one-shot, so I am still not sure if I'm going for Truth or Dare, Seven Minutes in Heaven, or Spin the Bottle.

IF MY WARNINGS HAVEN'T CHANGED YOUR MIND, ENJOY!

Disclaimer: I do not own Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir and I apologize if this story has already been written elsewhere.

"Are you sure about this?"

The streets were busy. It was the beginning of the summer vacation for the students of Paris. The school bell initiating the start of freedom had rung an hour ago, and after heading home to grab a few things, Alya, Nino, Adrien, and Marinette were walking down the streets of Paris. One thing circled in their heads in this moment...

School was out!

"Chillax, dude!" Nino flopped a lazy limb onto Adrien's shoulder, dragging the fabric of his jean jacket down his broad shoulder, "You're going to have fun, it's Kim and Alix's year-end party!"

Adrien smiled sheepishly, fumbling with the loose change in his denim pockets. He hadn't a clue of this party until yesterday. He heard his friend's talking about it but never paid enough attention to realise the seriousness of it.

Apparently, Alix and Kim hosted a party at the end of the school year, every year. Each year, it was changed from Alix's house to Kim's house. Two out of three of the parties had previously been thrown at Kim's place, so this time around, it was Alix's turn to transform her home into a wild teen stampede. (Luckily, her father and brother were out at a convention in Versailles for the night, again, on Ancient Egypt.)

And this party around, it was Adrien's first time attending what every student in class buzzed about for the entire week, all while he obliviously tried to narrow down Ladybug's true identity with Alya.

A teenage party.

Adrien had only ever been to the after parties of his father's fashion shows. These parties only allowed the models, directors, producers, fashion designers, and makeup artists to attend. Adrien would always sit with the models his age while his father chatted with his team, sipping on champagne or wine. The most expensive he could buy. The models he hung with were always causing trouble, a poor pastime for the boring party that could be labelled as a business meeting. Adrien stayed out of trouble for the sake of being alive.

Adrien was nervous. How would this party turn out? Will everyone from his class enjoy themselves? Probably, because Chloe and Sabrina were not invited, and there would be none of the awkwardness experienced when your parent or parents stayed behind to watch.

There were no adults. At all. The only attendees were Adrien and Marinette's once-akumas classmates who they had fought against for the majority of the school year.

Chloe and Sabrina came up with as many threats as they could to be a part of the end-of-year party, but no matter how good or bad the threats, the class refused to let the Barbie doll and her transgendered Ken (Sabrina) to find its whereabouts.

Luckily, the class's strategic planning had paid off once again, for the fourth year in a row.

Adrien changed his look a little for tonight; he wore a casual grey t-shirt, a denim jacket, and black jeans with his normal, orange converse. In fact, everyone had changed their apparel for once this school year.

Nino had his headphones around his neck, sporting a pine-green tank top with a pair of cargo shorts.

Alya had a pale-blue and black plaid, button-up shirt on, with a pair of black jeans.

Marinette wore a longer version of her original, flower-printed tee, that reached her mid-thighs, with black capris-leggings, and a short, pink jean jacket.

The four of them were walking together. It was convenient, with Nino and Alya's houses being on the way to the house party.

Adrien smiled at Nino before missing a step to be next to Alya and Marinette. The two didn't seem to notice him as they giggled together.

"Gurl, we're not gonna remember anything tonight when we wake up tomo'!" Alya laughed hard, making Marinette roll her eyes.

Adrien's heart stopped a beat. What?

"You said that last year Alya, and you still were aware of everything you drank." Marinette giggled, elbowing her best friend's arm hard.

Hold on…

"Only because you told me, goody two-shoes!" Alya fired back, elbowing her back, "Where'd you learn to elbow so hard?"

Adrien's neck heated up. Maybe he should let the two besties know that he is right next to him so he doesn't hear anything else he shouldn't?

"Maybe if you weren't drinking at Kim's party, you'd have a better memory?" He heard Marinette counter-back confidently, getting an oh-snap from Nino.

Too late. Adrien realised that this party was going to be so much different from his father's parties…

How could he have been so dumb to think that this party was innocent?! He's been in the same class with Alix and Kim; those two were nut heads. Adrien wanted to die from the obliviousness that was his mind.

Marinette suddenly lets loose a wild giggle, swaying sideways into Adrien hard. Both teens eyes went wide and their mouths let loose strangled apologies because of their sudden contact. Alya and Nino just smirked knowingly.

As much as Adrien denied it, he was smitten with Marinette. Nino was convinced that Adrien knew he liked her. But then again, Adrien had a mind of oblivion.

"Don't worry, Mari. It was an accident." the sunshine-haired boy of her dreams smiled the genuine smile that made her knees wobble and heart melt with charm.

Marinette smiled nervously.

"So, what were you girls talkin' about just now?" Adrien asked suddenly, curiously glancing at Alya. He swore he felt Marinette stiffen.

"About how wasted I was last year!" Alya gloats, elbowing a frozen-stiff Marinette hard as payback for the elbow received earlier. The smile on Alya's face disappeared slightly though at Adrien's mortified expression.

Marinette and Alya glanced at Nino worriedly; they both knew that look too well to know that something was not right. Nino gave into the eyes staring at him and bent an eyebrow at his girlfriend and Marinette, "What's up, dudes?"

"What's up? Adrien! Did you not fill him in on Alix's party?" The blogger jammed a finger into his chest, pushing him back.

"Of course I did! Told him about Truth or Dare, Seven Minutes in Heaven, blah-blah! The teenage games that he wouldn't know because of his pop's restrictions." the DJ defended himself, adjusting his cap awkwardly.

Alya's glare did not lessen up. Adrien and Marinette stood together in silence; Marinette currently being lost in her daydreams of kissing Adrien in a closet.

"Why? Did I forget something?"

Alya pivoted on her feet to face the model of the group. "Bubbler here didn't tell you about the beverages that Mr Kim is bringing."

Alix's house was small, but the lounge and backyard were big enough for eighteen teens. The outside decor was beautiful; humble and cosy. When Adrien stepped foot into the house, he was met with a sweet aromatic scent that warmed his nostrils. Is this what houses with much more positivity smelled of?

Typical that his house never did, and instead smelled of loneliness and neglect…

The house was already nearly full. Nathanael, Juleka, and Rose sat on a cushioned-green sofa; Ivan and Mylene sat in a love seat with plastic cups in their hands; Kim and Alix were shoving chips down their throats, and Max was shaking his head at Kim's shenanigans.

Music blasted from the speakers set up around the living room. There was a table was set up near the recliners with bowlfuls of chips, trays of cakes, a pan of brownies, and much more chocolate treats. Marinette placed a box of chocolate-filled croissants in addition to the food that was strictly forbidden from Adrien.

Adrien's stomach was drooling.

"Yo, they're here!"

Kim came rushing over, dragging Alix by her hair as crumbled chips fell from her hands and overstuffed mouth.

Adrien didn't notice because he was too busy admiring the cosy, warm home that was Alix's house. His insides were tingling and he was soon stood next to Marinette as she set up her box of croissants.

"Okay you a-are? I mean!" Marinette squeaked, involuntarily making the boy smile, "A-Are you okay?"

"I'm more than okay, what about you, Mari?" Adrien beamed, melting her heart with his emerald-green eyes and gentle smile. Marinette sighed; why did this boy have to be so charming and hot?

She may as well die now. When Alya and Nino broke the news to Adrien that there would be...illegal substances to boost the party's fun-meter rating, she stupidly, dumbly, and blindly suggested that they hang out at the party.

Marinette had to be home around the same time as Adrien: 10:00 pm. Drinking or smoking was too big of a risk to take; both of them had no idea how powerful and how long the effects of each would last, and both would be homeschooled if their parents caught them smelling and acting out of it.

"I-I'm ecstatic! I-I mean, we are hanging out tonight s-since we both c-can't stay late, but i-it's not just the two of us, am I right? Hehe.." The bluenette choked out. Her forehead felt like the core of the Earth; hot and boiling.

Adrien nodded, reaching out to grab a small brownie from the table. Marinette did the same. Adrien had taken a huge bite out of his when Alya and Nino came over to the table, snickering at what they were seeing. They knew something, and they were not telling it.

Adrien's chewing came to halt; that snickering was never a good sign when it came to Nino and Alya. Marinette knew too, and the two shared a suspicious glance at each other. Adrien swallowed his chunk of brownie, asking in unison along with Marinette.

"What?"

"Oh, nothing," Alya lied, "Just came over for a few snacks, what are you two eating?"

"Brownies, Alya. Why are you acting all suspicious for some weird reason?" Marinette groaned after taking a small nibble out of her dessert, glaring at the blogger intensely. She had a feeling that this had to do with her hanging out with Adrien.

"Us? Suspicious? Marinette Dupain-Cheng, are you sure you haven't smoked a joint?" Nino laughed, sipping from a can of something that Adrien had never seen or drank before. Adrien was curious; the only thing he is allowed to drink is water because of his diet. And without his dad here, he could get away with it easily.

"Alya! I don't smoke!" Marinette squeaked, crossing her arms stubbornly. Adrien smirked, shoving the rest of his brownie into his mouth and swallowing before saying,

"Well, that was a blunt statement, Mari."

"Guh, dude! You promised me no puns! It's bad enough you make one about weed when you don't even smoke that shit!" Nino took his cap and smacked across the model's perfect face.

Marinette giggled, nearly choking on her brownie while Alya rolled her eyes.

"I swear he and Chat Noir are related."

Adrien turned back to the table, grabbing one of Marinette's croissants. He turned to face Nino with a pun in his mind…

But he was gone. So was Alya. And Kim and Alix, along with Ivan and Mylene, and Juleka. Only Marinette, Max, Nathanael, and Rose were present in the living room now.

"Where'd everyone go?" He whispered under his breath.

"Inhaling cannabaceae in Alix's brother's room." Max pushed his glasses up against the bridge of his nose, looking off in the direction of his peers.

Marinette smirked, taking a seat on the loveseat that Ivan and Mylene had previously been. "I knew Alya wouldn't miss out on an opportunity."

"Wanna go against NAD03 as LB03, Marinette?" Adrien was sat on the floor in front of the TV, gazing back at Marinette competitively as he pointed towards a pair of controllers and a DVD case of Ultra Mecha Strike III. Marinette nodded shyly, joining her crush on the floor.

The two didn't see Nathanael and Rose, who had sat by the table of treats, snickering at their previous choice of brownies...

It had been about an hour since Adrien had arrived at the party now. Alya, Nino, and the others returned a few minutes ago. Their eyes were blood-shot, Adrien noted, and they smelt of ashes. Alya sat next to Marinette rather ungracefully, giggling as she looked at the screen displayed Ultra Mecha Strike III.

"How much did you smoke, Alya?" Marinette groaned, beating Adrien with her Ladybug-themed bot once again. Nino leant against the floor...or was just laying on it.

"Th-that.." the blogger started, "d-doesn't matter, we're playing Truth or Dare..you two gonna join?"

Adrien tried containing his laughter as Nino was trying to explain how to play Truth or Dare, which Adrien had heard of but never played. He kept pausing, laughing randomly, and his hands were up in the air enthusiastically. Adrien was worried though and tapped on Marinette's shoulder.

"Is Nino gonna be okay?" Marinette looked over at his bud at that question, smiling reassuringly.

But Adrien did not hear Marinette's response. Instead...

All he saw was Ladybug sitting next to him in Marinette's clothes.

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