Hello readers!

I have been messaging a friend and they have helped inspire me to create this story! A big thanks to mystic-wolves-exist (she also was the one who did the image)

This first chapter is going to be brief but I hope that you like it

I do not own Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir. Or anything besides this idea

Marinette sighed. Lunch break had just started, but she wasn't as enthusiastic as she would normally be. Her best friend Alya was not in school today and she wouldn't be in school for two weeks. This was because she had been selected to be an intern at a famous magazine after the Ladyblog caught the attention of one of the more prominent writers. Said writer wanted to help nurture Alya's gift and managed to to get permission of both Alya's parents (the Cesaires) and her school to show her the ropes of professional journalist work. Alya got the chance to work with various events all over France. Of course Marinette was thrilled for her friend, but it was boring without her. Worse was the fact that Adrien, the love of her life, the keeper of her heart, the Eros to her Psyche, the man she wanted to marry, was also gone. He was booked for multiple shoots and he couldn't persuade his father to cancel them. Apparently they were set up before he started school. The only upside was that Chloe and Sabrina were gone for this week too. They were on a getaway cruise that the Mayor had booked for Chloe.

Marinette packed up her bag and strolled home. In France the lunch break was two hours so she decided to go home. When she reached her house her mom told her that she would call when lunch was ready. She went up to her room and looking at her computer screen decided to change her desktop as she had been using this picture of Adrien and wanted to use a new one. She set her pictures on slide show nitpicking each one, when suddenly she stopped the slide show, a smile tug at her lips as she took in a picture dated from two years ago.

"I had forgotten about that." She murmured.

"Forgotten about what?" Came the sweat voice of her Kwami Tikki. As she floated up to the screen to examine the photo, she let out a gasp. In the photo were four teens seated around a table outside a café. The teens strangely all had various splotches of black, white, green, orange, blue, red, and purple paint both on their clothes and in their hair. Marinette was seated in the middle, her hair was longer and in a ponytail with the tip covered in red paint. She wore jean shorts that were rolled up a white blouse that had its sleeves rolled up, a black three quarters cardigan on (basically what she wears in the 2d version). She had a happy somewhat smug smile on her face. Tikki was shocked to see that the two teens that were not in the center were two boys that the Kwami had seen almost every day since she gained her new partner.

"Are those two…?"

"Nino and Nathanaël? Yeah they are."

The boys though two years younger, were indeed the boys in question. Nathanaël sat on the far side of the table and had a streak of purple paint in his hair and was wearing a white t-shirt with black stripes, and khaki shorts. He had a small smile on his face but you could tell just by his body language there was no other place he wanted to be. Nino was next to Marinette, he had on his usual T-shirt and a pair of cargo short on. His hat was nowhere to be found his hair was longer and spiked. The tips of his hair black and orange. He had a mile wide grin and was flashing the peace sign to the photographer.

Tikki was surprised by this photo in front of her. The group seemed close in the photo, yet she would have never guessed that the group were so close from the way they acting with each other. This train of thought was halted when she took in the feature of the third boy, the one between Nathanaël and Marinette. A boy that wore a gray dress shirt that had its sleeves rolled up and a black vest over it. He was wearing a pair of short dress pants his hair looked like it had been combed back before the blue and green paint had covered the ends. His expression screamed 'Why am I with these three plebeians?' yet his eyes showed mirth and happiness that told his true feelings. What stood out was that the boy had blond hair.

"Is that Adrien?!" Tikki asked in disbelief. Marinette burst out laughing and shook her head.

"But it looks just like him!" Tikki exclaimed. Marinette however could describe Adrien's Adonis looks to a T and had known the boy in picture better than anyone two years ago. To her the differences were obvious, but she decided to help her Kwami out.

"While I admit there might be some similarities in their looks, they are far from being identical. I could go on for hours but since it is lunch break, I will give three clear differences that prove that the Devil Prince in this photo isn´t the God that is Adrien. First of Adrien has a classic casual yet stylish look that any designer can agree will always work for day to day, while Felix almost always wears formal and preppy clothing, except during gym class and even then the clothes were never baggy. Nino, Nathanael and I would tease him all the time and it was always a challenge to get him to choose simpler clothing. Next Adrien has a simply divine complexion that comes from doing many shoots outside and adds to his many perfections, while this vampire would rather spend time in the library avoiding the sun unless we drag him outside. The only good thing is that when we did drag him outside he didn't kick and scream, no he was much more "dignified" to stoop to such petty actions. Finally Adrien's eyes are a gorgeous emerald green that remind me of a beautiful meadow, while this guy has grayish green eyes, that while unique don't hold a candle to Adrien's eyes." Marinette zoomed in to show that the boy in question truly did have a different shade of eyes than the model.

"Beside Felix would rather give up going to the library than willingly be friends with Chloe. How on earth Adrien manages that is beyond me."

"Felix?" Tikki asked puzzled.

"Yes. Felix Bastille, he was my closest friend, but I haven't seen since this picture was taken."

"What do you mean you haven't seen him since this picture was taken and if you all were so close, why are you only acquaintances now? What happened?" Tikki asked the pig tailed girl. Marinette sighed and out of her chair to retrieve an album from under her bed.

"Two years ago I had three of the best friends anyone could ask for." Marinette flipped the cover to show the four teens as young children.

"We were all practically inseparable and did everything that we could together, though this doesn't mean that we didn't fight. On the contrary Felix and I could argue over anything and everything if we wanted to. We would always try to one up the other, never giving the other the last word on anything. Nino and Nate would always sit down and find a snack once we got started. They said our fights were better than any show that could possibly be on. Even if we didn't always get along we could never stay mad at each other. We all had silly nicknames for each other: Sebastian for Nino, Hiccup for Nathanael, Swan for myself, and O'Malley for Felix."

"Why those nicknames?" asked Tikki, completely absorbed in her partners story.

"We would always hang out on Saturdays and have a movie night later on. These nicknames originated from each of our favorite movies, well and a few other factors. We called Nino Sebastian from The Little Mermaid because he would always sing along to all of his songs because of his love of music and the fact that he is a major grouch when we wake him up to early the next morning, something that just cemented the nickname to his annoyance. Nathanael was Hiccup after the main character of the How To Train Your Dragon franchise for multiple reason but stemming from both lefties, at least that's the reason we gave him. He always complained that it was unfair as he didn't choose to be a lefty, but the real reason was because they were both amazing artists. I was often called Swan after Pirates of the Caribbean as it was one of my favorite movies, the other is because I am a bit clumsy. I ended up chasing Felix all over the house to get him to take that back and ended up tripping over a cushion. However I got payback in coming up with Felix's nickname O'Malley. I chose it after the Aristocats because a) it was one of his favorite movies b) he was like a cat in so many ways and c) He would always say how he hated that name which never failed to give us an opening to tease him. Actually on my phone his song is still O'Malley the alley cat because whenever it started playing he ended up puffing up like a grumpy cat, and yell at me to change it already. I never did." Tikki glanced at her charge and couldn't help, but stare in wonder at the happy expression that was on her charge's face at recalling her dear friend.

"Two years ago Felix's family had to move away due to work. We were all bummed and decided to make our last day memorable by having a paint war, it got a little out of control. We even got paint on the clothes underneath and since we were hungry we just decide to eat as we were. After Felix left the three of us still hung out, but there was just something missing. We were a quartet that was missing our forth and didn't know how to adapt to being a trio. We still hung out a lot, but it seemed we were all waiting on a snarky comment that never came. It went on like that for a year, but after that we just started to drift apart. Last year I tried to keep us together and reached out for the boys, but they would always give half-hearted excuses about how they were busy and kept rejecting me. Halfway through the year I couldn't bear the disappointment at being turned down by my friends anymore. We just couldn't go back to the way were. I never thought I would have a close friend again until I met Alya. To be honest nothing would give me more happiness than being close with my first friends again."

Marinette sighed and moved back to her computer. After examining the picture that sparked the discussion she gave a bittersweet smile and decided to set the picture as her background. It was a cute photo and it reminded her of a time where she was still close with her boys.

"Marinette lunch is ready!" called her mom. Marinette shook of her melancholy thoughts and went downstairs to eat. She thought that nothing could bring back the closeness that she once shared with her estranged classmates.

And that a rap tell me how you love it or don't and I hope you liked it!