p style="margin: 10px 0px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"Published: 10-02-2019/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"stronga style="outline: 0px; color: #a77dc2;" href=" "emlets-get-rickety-rekt/em/a: Character A hasn't thrown up since before they can remember, if at all, so they don't understand what the churning feeling is. Character B has to explain to them that the feeling in their tummy isn't just going to go away and that they should move to the bathroom soon./strong/p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"Thanks ^_^ /p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"This is post-reveal, by the way./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"strongWARNING:/strong/p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"strongDESCRIPTIONS OF VOMIT/strong/p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"Adrien, Alya, Nino and Marinette had spent the day together walking around the city, splitting their destinations at around 2 and heading to their respective homes. Marinette and Alya would be having a sleepover starting at 6 that night, so Ladybug needed to start patrol by 4 to give herself plenty of time. /p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"However, plans changed when she received a message saying that Alya was unwell, probably due to food poisoning. She wouldn't be able to stay over until next weekend, unfortunately, so Mari wished her the best in getting well and called out to Tikki./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Transform me!" She enthusiastically sprung off the roof and into Paris, waiting for Chat Noir. He took a few minutes to arrive, but Adrien showed up, mask and tail attatched, and an (albeit very tired) smile stretching his lips. He crossed his arms and leaned against a wall./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Hey, Chaton? Are you okay?" Was the greeting Ladybug chose as he stepped closer, his face pale and posture slouched./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Fine, M'Ladybug, just… I'm sorry, um-" he closed his eyes and breathed, his arms now obviously around his midsection, "I'm feeling a little unwell, is all."/p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Oh, Adrien…" The girl thought back to lunch, "Did you have the lasagna?" She asked hesitantly./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Yeah, uh, I'd rather not talk about food right now." Chat blushed slightly and looked away, looking uncomfortable throughout his whole body./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Just, Alya had the same thing and she has food poisoning, so I thought that might- I don't know, sorry." Marinette rambled a little, catching herself short and scratching the back of her neck awkwardly./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Oh. That makes sense." Adrien slid down the wall slightly as he thought. He hadn't been sick since he was quite young, his dad making him get all the vaccinations and locking him inside keeping him away from germs, and he couldn't even remember it. /p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"His stomach felt… off. He didn't know how else to put it. He thought he might feel nauseous, but he wasn't sure if it was bad enough yet because he didn't feel like he would throw up. At least he thought he didn't, anyway./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Do you want to go back to my house? My parents won't mind if I have you over for a bit." The spot-covered teenager suggested with a small, reassuring smile. The black, silhouette-like outfit made him look excessively pale as he nodded. Marinette shuffled them both off the roof and into an alley, where they de-transformed and began their trail to Mari's house./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"Adrien's stomach grew bubbly and heavy, leaving him feeling horribly full and tired. He kept his arms crossed, protectively shielding his stomach from outside forces and (hopefully) any more pain. They were near the Bakery when the blonde boy spoke up quietly./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Are we nearly there? I wanna lie down and get this feeling to go away," He almost-whined as he asked, "I really don't feel good…"/p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"Marinette paused her steps and smiled softly in sympathy, "You'll be okay, but I don't think the feeling will go away on it's own…" she trailed off, unsure of what to say next, "It feels really full and yucky, right?" Adrien nodded./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""I feel really uncomfortable, like I've been shaken up too much." He explained./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Yeah, your body needs to get rid of whatever's there, so you'll probably throw up before you feel any better." She said, feeling bad for him as his expression dropped in pained disappointment./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"They arrived at her house shortly after and Marinette wasted no time getting him to the couch in her room and dragging the small bin from under her desk over to his side as he tried to sleep. It didn't take long before he sat up again./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Lying down makes me feel worse. That's not supposed to happen, you sleep to get better, right?" The boy is unsure of his statement until his partner speaks up./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Well, yes; sleep helps you get better, but lying down with an upset stomach can make you feel worse if you need to be sick."/p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Oh." Was his reply, distracted and distinctly nauseous. His mouth felt weird, like his jaw was hanging too low, and his tongue drowned in metallic spit./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""I-I think I'm gonna throw up… I don't know." he mumbled to Mari as she lifted the bin to his lap./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""It's okay, just breathe and it will be over soon, okay? You're going to be fine." She assured with a calm, kind expression. He would have responded but his throat had a lump in it, rising more each second. He held the bucket and leaned forward, a sensitivity in his throat that was foreign to him./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"He gagged and his abdomen clenched, pushing his lunch out of his mouth with a few small heaves. Watching the liquid-like substance pool amongst papers the rumpled paper triggered another gag and he felt more, thinner vomit pour into the bin. When he was done he held the bin close, afraid he'd start retching if he put it down./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"Marinette ended up taking the plastic receptacle from him and cleaning it out in the bathroom as he laid back down. He saw her glance over sympathetically as he drifted off, really seeing why she was Ladybug in that moment./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"stronga style="outline: 0px; color: #a77dc2;" href=" "emlets-get-rickety-rekt/em/a: Character A hasn't thrown up since before they can remember, if at all, so they don't understand what the churning feeling is. Character B has to explain to them that the feeling in their tummy isn't just going to go away and that they should move to the bathroom soon./strong/p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"Thanks ^_^ /p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"This is post-reveal, by the way./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"strongWARNING:/strong/p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"strongDESCRIPTIONS OF VOMIT/strong/p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"Adrien, Alya, Nino and Marinette had spent the day together walking around the city, splitting their destinations at around 2 and heading to their respective homes. Marinette and Alya would be having a sleepover starting at 6 that night, so Ladybug needed to start patrol by 4 to give herself plenty of time. /p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"However, plans changed when she received a message saying that Alya was unwell, probably due to food poisoning. She wouldn't be able to stay over until next weekend, unfortunately, so Mari wished her the best in getting well and called out to Tikki./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Transform me!" She enthusiastically sprung off the roof and into Paris, waiting for Chat Noir. He took a few minutes to arrive, but Adrien showed up, mask and tail attatched, and an (albeit very tired) smile stretching his lips. He crossed his arms and leaned against a wall./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Hey, Chaton? Are you okay?" Was the greeting Ladybug chose as he stepped closer, his face pale and posture slouched./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Fine, M'Ladybug, just… I'm sorry, um-" he closed his eyes and breathed, his arms now obviously around his midsection, "I'm feeling a little unwell, is all."/p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Oh, Adrien…" The girl thought back to lunch, "Did you have the lasagna?" She asked hesitantly./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Yeah, uh, I'd rather not talk about food right now." Chat blushed slightly and looked away, looking uncomfortable throughout his whole body./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Just, Alya had the same thing and she has food poisoning, so I thought that might- I don't know, sorry." Marinette rambled a little, catching herself short and scratching the back of her neck awkwardly./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Oh. That makes sense." Adrien slid down the wall slightly as he thought. He hadn't been sick since he was quite young, his dad making him get all the vaccinations and locking him inside keeping him away from germs, and he couldn't even remember it. /p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"His stomach felt… off. He didn't know how else to put it. He thought he might feel nauseous, but he wasn't sure if it was bad enough yet because he didn't feel like he would throw up. At least he thought he didn't, anyway./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Do you want to go back to my house? My parents won't mind if I have you over for a bit." The spot-covered teenager suggested with a small, reassuring smile. The black, silhouette-like outfit made him look excessively pale as he nodded. Marinette shuffled them both off the roof and into an alley, where they de-transformed and began their trail to Mari's house./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"Adrien's stomach grew bubbly and heavy, leaving him feeling horribly full and tired. He kept his arms crossed, protectively shielding his stomach from outside forces and (hopefully) any more pain. They were near the Bakery when the blonde boy spoke up quietly./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Are we nearly there? I wanna lie down and get this feeling to go away," He almost-whined as he asked, "I really don't feel good…"/p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"Marinette paused her steps and smiled softly in sympathy, "You'll be okay, but I don't think the feeling will go away on it's own…" she trailed off, unsure of what to say next, "It feels really full and yucky, right?" Adrien nodded./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""I feel really uncomfortable, like I've been shaken up too much." He explained./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Yeah, your body needs to get rid of whatever's there, so you'll probably throw up before you feel any better." She said, feeling bad for him as his expression dropped in pained disappointment./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"They arrived at her house shortly after and Marinette wasted no time getting him to the couch in her room and dragging the small bin from under her desk over to his side as he tried to sleep. It didn't take long before he sat up again./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Lying down makes me feel worse. That's not supposed to happen, you sleep to get better, right?" The boy is unsure of his statement until his partner speaks up./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Well, yes; sleep helps you get better, but lying down with an upset stomach can make you feel worse if you need to be sick."/p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Oh." Was his reply, distracted and distinctly nauseous. His mouth felt weird, like his jaw was hanging too low, and his tongue drowned in metallic spit./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""I-I think I'm gonna throw up… I don't know." he mumbled to Mari as she lifted the bin to his lap./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""It's okay, just breathe and it will be over soon, okay? You're going to be fine." She assured with a calm, kind expression. He would have responded but his throat had a lump in it, rising more each second. He held the bucket and leaned forward, a sensitivity in his throat that was foreign to him./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"He gagged and his abdomen clenched, pushing his lunch out of his mouth with a few small heaves. Watching the liquid-like substance pool amongst papers the rumpled paper triggered another gag and he felt more, thinner vomit pour into the bin. When he was done he held the bin close, afraid he'd start retching if he put it down./p
p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"Marinette ended up taking the plastic receptacle from him and cleaning it out in the bathroom as he laid back down. He saw her glance over sympathetically as he drifted off, really seeing why she was Ladybug in that moment./p
