"You promise?" Adrien whimpered before hugging his mother.
"I promise," Mrs Agreste said, reacting to her son's warmth of belonging.
She stood up. She turned around. She headed out the backyard. She was gone.
"But you didn't..." Adrien sobbed."I waited but you didn't return. We waited and you didn't come back."
His dad sat next to him comforting every teardrop, that fell from Adrien's swollen eyes. They were sat down on the backyard steps.
It's been eight years! It's been eight years since the last time I saw you. You were my mother but you didn't try... and I'm now stuck with her...
...Adrien stole a glare at a skinny looking woman, who wore a red-currant turtleneck. It was honestly an unflattering view.
"Adrien your friends, Chloe and Sabrina, are downstairs," the thin female informed.
Adrien stood up from the seat he was sulking in.
"Hi Adrien!" the two gorgeous, teenage ladies greeted.
As his redheaded friend flirtatiously wrapped her arms around his waist, he grinned "Hey girls," then he broke from Sabrina's uncomfortable grasp.
"Are we still going?"Chloe said with despise towards Sabrina's improper action.
Adrien nodded. That was all Chloe needed for reassuring.
Five gracious and heart-melting teenagers walked towards a stall, dressed in cute stuffed animals. They wore amusing outfits.
"Nino, can you get me that adorable plushie," a girl, dressed in an orange sweetheart dress barely hiding her knees with cream pumps, forcefully pleaded her boyfriend.
"What's the magic word," Nino demanded. He wore trendy mahogany headphones around his neck. He wore a blue v-neck shirt with skin-tight black jeans. To top that off, he wore a cap.
"Please," the dark-skinned female asked as her lips reached his cheeks.
He grinned,"that's my Alya," before pulling her into a passionate kiss.
"They're so sickening," a blue-haired girl mumbled to her two friends, that were not Alya nor Nino.
"You know you're jealous," the two men chorused, catching each others reaction.
One was wearing a leather jacket, to cover his ripped body. He had fierce red hair. On the other hand, the blue-haired guitarist wore an ombre blue hoodie. He also wore eyeliner to accentuate his eyes, he ears were magnificently pierced with multiple different blue tones. Although he was a model, like the others, he was a year older than them.
They were all eating unicorn coloured candyfloss.
"I love your parent's new recipe. What's the secret?" Alya said whilst she looked at the mouth-watering treat in her hands.
Marinette giggled,"Alya I told you already, it's a family recipe!"
"Aww," Alya frowned.
"Here you go girls," Nino said before proudly handing the two gifts, he had won previously, to the duo.
Marinette held her humongous plushie in awe. Despite the colour, Alya threw her arms around the DJ enthusiast.
"You're squeezing me, babe!" Nino managed to say since Alya was trapping any hole, that was able to let him breathe.
"Sorry!" she whispered into his ears as she loosened her hold.
"Adrien hurry up!" Chloe bellowed, at her friend since kindergarten.
They had just arrived at the already busy fun-fair.
"I'm coming!" he yelled. He rushed to the girl's destination with his head bowed.
Thud...
"I'm so sorry!" he said in shame as he shook his head rapidly. He may as well have fainted.
"Um... it's alright!" she insisted.
"Do you want me to get you any napkins?" Adrien shouted, just before raising his head to face his victim.
She was quite a site, in fact, she was beautiful. She wasn't a type of girl, he'd ever spoken to.
"Uhh, is everything alright?" she concernedly asked as she cocked her head in confusion.
"Huh...," realising he'd been staring," uhh yeah, you?" he replied, ruffling his blonde hair.
Marinette turned around to glare at her gossiping and giggling friends, before answering the drooling guy in front of her," yeah, I guess so but those napkins sound nice."
With the anger boiling in Chloe's miniature mind, the strawberry blonde said, " we just came here!"
"Ooh, the little princess is having a tantrum!" the ginger-headed boy, Nathaniel said in a mocking tone.
The slim feminine became flushed at the good-looking male's words. She was too dazed, in a fantasy world, to realise Adrien had fleed.
'Wow, she's pretty... familiar. Have I seen her around?' Adrien thought. He was walking to one of the built-in cafes, to see if they had any deluxe napkins for such an enticing woman.
"May I help you!" a petite short-haired girl offered.
"Uuh, yes, please. I need some wonderful napkins."
"Lucky for you. I just packed some." the button headed waitress said using her hand to explore her apron pocket.
"I'm Rose by the way. If you any more assistance feel free to call my name." the sweet looking girl informed.
You took your time?" Chloe sarcastically moaned. You could tell she'd been waiting in rage because her foot was tapping... no sorry, slapping the ground with impatientness. Although Sabrina had kept her mouth shut, you could see both her eyes moulding into hearts, a cupid probably shot.
He handed the bluenette a couple of napkins. With a small smile emerging on her face, the girl said" my name is Marinette... Marinette Dupain-Cheng."
That's where he knew her from. From her modelling agency...'Tikki.' He'd be longing to meet one of the models for years.
He stared at her friends behind her then noticed they were all wearing matching brooches.
"Alya Cesaire, Nino Lahiffe, Nathaniel Kurtzberg and Luka Couffaine!" Adrien yelled as his brain processed everything.
"Well, there goes our cover," Nathaniel joked.
"Shh, be quiet," Alya hissed.
Marinette dragged the excited boy to a corner, were no being would be able to see them.
"Oh My Gosh! I just met five supermodels. I just bumped into one of them. I heard them talk and giggle."
'Wow, can this dude not keep his mouth shut.'the Parisian sweetheart thought,'and what an obsession!'
"And...and...and."Adrien continued only to be stopped by a gasp for air.
Pulling her figure away from the rambling boy, Marinette said," we trust you okay!"