Just was inspired by the part in Disney's 1998 version of the Parent Trap when the girls didn't like each other at first. I thought it'd be fun to see Adrien and Felix in this scenario. It'll be a three shot. Please enjoy it!
It was a typical day at the sports camp Adrien was attending. He was dressed in his fencing suit and mask with his foil at the ready. The instructor gave the signal to engage and his opponent went on the offensive first. But Adrien used that against him and was able to parry and then strike at his opponent earning Adrien the win. His opponent removed the mask to wipe the sweat off his face.
"Touché," the boy cried.
Adrien had removed his mask and shook the boy's hand.
"Very good," congratulated Martin Jr., Assistant and son to the Head of the sports camp, Martin Sr. "The winner and still undefeated champ! Mr. Adrien Savant from Los Angeles! Now, do we have any challengers?" No one spoke up. "Oh come on, fellas let's not be damsels in distress."
"I'll give it a go," spoke a voice.
He was blonde and green eyed, and wore a tennis outfit with a rack in hand. He gave it to his friend went to suit up. Adrien had gotten some water and didn't see who his new opponent was yet. Adrien was in a plain white suit while his opponent wore a suit with a green chest plate. Both had already donned their masks and had foils in hand and faced each other.
"Fencers! En guarde! Begin!"
The match was the most intense one either had ever done. They both were not letting up. When one was about to strike, the other managed to block it or dodge it. They fought all across the camp, interfering with other groups activities. People stopped to watch and followed them not wanting to miss the action. It was like a scene from a movie. The two fencers made it to the pool still engaged with one another. The boy in the green suit noticed his opponent got distracted a bit and managed to strike before it could be parried. He might have forced the strike harder than intended since his opponent fell into the pool with a big splash.
"Oh, sorry! Here, let me help you," said the boy in the green suit holding out his hand.
Adrien righted himself in the water and saw the hand. A bit miffed that he lost and was wet, he smirked and grabbed the hand.
"No, let me help you!"
Adrien yanked the hand and pulled the other boy into the pool with a yelp. Their audience caught the spectacle and were quite amused by it.
"What did you do that for," yelled the boy in the green suit.
"Me?! You pushed me in," cried Adrien.
"I did not!"
The two had waded to the ladder of the pool to exit. The had their backs to each other and removed their masks and gloves; refusing to see each other. Martin Jr. approached them.
"Alright! That was quite the show boys! I think we got ourselves a new camp champ Mr. Felix Agreste from Paris, France! Okay guys, shake hands." They didn't move. Both feeling ticked off at the other. "Come boys, shake hands."
The two turned to face the other with an eye roll. What they both saw was a shock. They both had blond hair and green eyes, the same prominent features of their noses, cheekbones and chins. They quickly shook hands and retracted their hands back. The crowd was also amazed at how similar they looked. Adrien was starting to feel uncomfortable with the attention.
"Why is everyone staring," he asked nervously and looking around.
"Don't tell me you are blind? You don't see it," asked Felix astonished.
"See what?"
"The resemblance between us."
"Resemblance," Adrien scoffed. "Between you and me?" Felix rolled his eyes. "Let me see," began Adrien. "Turn side ways." Felix did. "Now the other way." Felix did so. Adrien observed him both times. "Well, your ears are much bigger than mine." Felix rubbed an ear subconsciously. "Chin looks a bit small. Teeth are a little crooked, and whoa that nose!" Felix tried to hide his nose. "Much more pointy compared to mine but I know a great plastic surgeon back home, specializes in fixing beaks like yours."
By now, both boys group of friends stood with them. One of Felix's, a brown haired boy in a blue shirt, stepped up angrily.
"You want me to deck him for you?"
"Whoa, ease up there," smirked Adrien as if he wasn't afraid. "I'm not finished yet. You want to know the real difference between us is?"
"Let me see," smirked Felix. "I know how to fence and you don't. Or, I have class and you don't. Take your pick."
"You wanna run that by me again," snarled Adrien.
Martin Jr. blew his whistle, wanting to break up a potential fight.
"Okay boys, it's time to break this up. Adrien, I mean Felix, I mean! Whoa!"
The two narrowed their eyes at each other, both signaling that this wasn't over.