The Purrfect Duet

A long sigh escaped from the young future fashion designers lips. Studying for her major wasn't an easy thing to do, but Marinette enjoyed every second of it. From learning how to start using the graphing and photoshop programs on the computer to finding the absolute perfect fabric for her next design, the young Parisian was exhausted.

Glancing at the clock, Marinette decided to leave her personal design until tomorrow afternoon. She went into her bathroom and undressed, turning on the warm water beforehand. Double checking that she had everything she needed, Marinette stepped into the shower and closed the curtain. Letting the warm water fall over her tired body, Marinette stood and breathed for a few moments before grabbing her shampoo bottle and squirting some in her hand. Marinette heard a sudden rush of water start next to her. She forgot that her shower and the next door neighbors were only separated by a wall. Marinette shrugged and started massaging the cool, think liquid through her black hair, subconsciously singing a song out loud in her pretty low soprano voice.

You know I want you

It's not a secret I try to hide

I know you want me

So don't keep saying our hands are tied

You claim it's not in the cards

Fate is pulling you miles away

And out of reach from me

But you're here in my heart

So who can stop me if I decide

That you're my destiny?

What if we rewrite the stars?

Say you were made to be mine

Nothing could keep us apart

You'd be the one I was meant to find

It's up to you, and it's up to me

No one can say what we get to be

So why don't we rewrite the stars?

Maybe the world could be ours

Tonight

Taking the bar of soap and rubbing it on her loofah, Marinette slightly jumped when she heard a slightly familiar voice sang back to her in an alto voice.

You think it's easy

You think I don't want to run to you

But there are mountains

And there are doors that we can't walk through

I know you're wondering why

Because we're able to be

Just you and me

Within these walls

But when we go outside

You're going to wake up and see that it was hopeless after all

Marinette blinked twice, shocked that her neighbor joined her instead of yelling at her to stop. The young girl reminded herself to breathe as she rinsed off her loofah, squirted conditioner in her hand, and listen more to her neighbors part of the chorus.

No one can rewrite the stars

How can you say you'll be mine?

Everything keeps us apart

And I'm not the one you were meant to find

It's not up to you

It's not up to me

When everyone tells us what we can be

How can we rewrite the stars?

Say that the world can be ours

Tonight

Immediately, Marinette began singing again, accompanied by her neighbor.

All I want is to fly with you

All I want is to fall with you

So just give me all of you

It feels impossible (it's not impossible)

Is it impossible?

Say that it's possible

How do we rewrite the stars?

Say you were made to be mine?

Nothing can keep us apart

'Cause you are the one I was meant to find

It's up to you

And it's up to me

No one can say what we get to be

And why don't we rewrite the stars?

Changing the world to be ours

Both neighbors went silent as they counted the beats in their heads before Marinette finished the song.

You know I want you

It's not a secret I try to hide

But I can't have you

We're bound to break and my hands are tied

Her neighbor clapped once she was finished.

"That was paw-esome, My Lady! Last time I heard you sing we were battling your grandmother!" said Marinette's partner.

"You're not too bad yourself, Kitty," Marinette said with the hint of a smile in her voice. "What shall we sing next?"

"Do you know any opera music?" asked Adrien.

"No, why?"

"Because I just got soap in my mouth, so if I sing anything, it'll just be a soap opera." Marinette laughed.