Adriens POV: coming home that day with the permission slip.
Authors Note: I guess you can call this a filler chapter of some sort. I get frazzled whenever I'm in the middle of my story, because I have my introduction planned to the nickel, and part of the ending finished. It will get more interesting in a couple chapters, I promise! Thank you to everyone who favorited and followed this story so far, it really motivates me to keep on writing! Also, I can see how the intersect is a pretty abrupt addition, so I'll consider going back into my last chapter to change things up and make it easier to understand. Hope you enjoy! :)
Adrien walked away from Master Fu's place less nervous than before. While he was still pondering the trip, he slipped into a nearby cafe to grab some tea, so his bodyguards suspicions won't grow.
As he sipped the tea on the drive back home, he thought to himself.
Now that He'd have nothing to worry about regarding flying to America, he now had to face the biggest obstacle in his path, his father. His father was always hesitant towards the fact Adrien wanted to go to public school in the first place, What made Adrien think he could go on a plane? To America? Adrien was ready for the worst.
He walked through the two mansion doors, and said a brief hello to Nathalie before asking, "Nathalie, I need to speak to my father about a class trip."
"Adrien, your father is expecting you in his office. He will discuss the trip then."
"Thank you Nathalie."
He dropped off his bag in his room, threw away his tea, and went to his Dads office door. He braced himself for anything his Dad might say.
He opened the door and saw him working on his computer.
"Hello, father."
"Hello Adrien, why don't you have a seat."
"Father I've been meaning to ask you. My class is going on a trip to America and-"
"Yes, I know. I am the one who sponsored your trip. You will be attending the Awards Ceremony, but only accompanied by Nathalie. I'm sure your friends will be there as well, yes?" Gabriel said with a sly smile.
Adrien gaped at his father before quickly shutting his open mouth. "I- uh yes! My friends will be there. Thank you father!" He stood up from his seat, and hugged his dad before realizing what he was doing, and pulled back. "I mean, this is really great. Thank you."
"I see. Your bags are packed. You are leaving the day after tomorrow. Your class will be flying to America on a new Jumbo Jet, and there will be reporters there, so be on your best behavior. It will be good publicity for the line."
"Yes father."
Adrien couldn't believe it. Not only did he get to go to America, but his Dad sponsored the trip! This was all too good to be true.
Back in his room, Adrien said, "Plagg, pinch me! I cannot believe my Dad really sponsored the trip. Maybe there is some good in h- Ouch!"
"You did say to pinch you!"
"Not literally."
"Well, if you know me, I am one to take things literally."
"I'll literally take away all your cheese."
Plagg gasped. "You wouldn't dare."
Adrien smirked. "You're right, I wouldn't, even if it is a little tempting. I do need you to transform. Got you good though, huh?"
"Kid, you're sick in the mind. Might as well dishonor your cow, your tree, your whole family. You're jokes are a disgrace. An utter disgrace!" He folded his tiny arms, went into crisscross applesauce position and floated away to his cheese stash, muttering to himself.
Adrien laughed while pulling out his science homework. He took a look at the homework, then looked over at his computer screen, which was open to the ladyblog. 'I can maybe watch for a few minutes.. No. I need to finish this. But maybe, just for a few minutes..' He shook his head, but then looked over at the beckoning screen, and decided for himself. 'A few minutes won't hurt.'
Next thing he knew, he was rushing to get up once he saw the late time on his phone, while trying to avoid the annoying sun beams through his large windows. He was up late last night finishing his homework because he decided to watch and research more about ladybug all day.
General POV: At school the next day.
Students were coming into the classroom a few at a time. Most of them were talking about the trip.
"Alya," Ms. Bustier asked. "I am putting you in charge of the room. I have to go print some papers out. Please see to it that everyone turns in their permission slips."
"Of course Miss." she said as she put her permission slip in the basket. When she walked back to her desk, she saw Marinette running toward the school out the window. She met up with her at the classroom door. "Hey girl, what's up?"
"Hey Alya," she was hyperventilating in attempt to recoup her breathing. "Nothing much. Just really excited for tomorrow!"
"Do you have your permission slip?"
She held it up in front of her like a first place prize, "Yep!"
Alya giggled. "You look like a child."
"I hope you know, I'm a child at heart! What can I say." Marinette giggled back with a shrug in her shoulders.
The bell rang and a few seconds later, Ms. Bustier and Adrien ran in at the same time.
"Sorry I'm late! Kinda slept in."
"That's alright." She said with a sympathetic look. "Now class, take your seats. I can tell you are all very excited." She looked through the stack of permission slips, and straightened them on the table with a satisfactory look. "Tomorrow morning, you all need to be here by 11 am. Of course, you're all excused for the day, so there's no need to come for the morning classes, but you need to make sure you're here by then so we can load the bus. We don't want to be late for our flight! Any questions?"
"Is there gonna be a seating arrangement on the bus and plane or something?" Alix asked.
"Yes! I almost forgot. Thank you Alix. You are all going to have partners that I paired you up with." She grabbed her freshly printed stack of papers and read through the first one. "Nino and Alya, Alix and Kim, Chloe and Nathaniel, Sabrina and Max, Rose and Juleka, Mylene and Adrien, Marinette and Ivan."
Marinettes heart sank to the floor. It's not like she didn't enjoy Ivan's company, it's just.. you know.
Ms. Bustier looked closer at the paper and corrected herself. "Ah, I'm so sorry." She laughed at herself. "I meant to say, Adrien and Marinette, Mylene and Ivan. My Fault!"
Adrien shot Marinette a friendly smile from behind, and Marinette melted inside. Her and Adrien, or Chat Noir for that matter, are going to be partners! This changed everything. She knew she could be more confident around him knowing that in the night he's a feline superhero, and her partner. She returned the smile and paid the rest of her attention to Ms. Bustier.
"Now, make sure to sit with your partner on the bus, and on the plane. It is important we stay together because we don't want any mishaps!"
Chloe raised her hand. Oh no. Marinette thought to herself. Wonder what she has to say.
"Excuse me, Ms. Bustier, but I demand to know what class seats we, or more specifically me, are getting. If it's not 1st class, I don't want to hear it." She said with a hair flip and a sniff.
"Well, Ms. Bourgeois, the class has reserved seats in economy class. As a matter of fact, Gabriel Agreste, father of our very own Adrien Agreste, sponsored this trip! He recommends we stay in the seats that are already there for us. Unless you, Chloe, would like to skip out on the trip entirely."
The whole class laughed while Chloe muttered something about calling her "daddy" before crossing her arms and looking away.
"Any more questions?" No one replied. "Very well. Turn on your tablets, and open up the History textbook, and turn to page 132..."
They were learning about her favorite part of history, Ancient Egypt. That was because she knew they had a ladybug back then too, and the fact that someone was just like her thousands of years ago really intrigued her!
Though her liking for the subject was great, Marinettes mind trailed off as she dreamt of tomorrow instead. She imagined her and Adrien getting really close, and him falling madly in love with her. She also had a thought of her teasing Adrien like ladybug would to Chat Noir, but her priorities kicked those thoughts out before she could develop any more mischevious
premise. Then, she was interrupted from her la la land.
"What do you think, Marinette?"
All eyes in the class bore into her skull.
She knew Ms. Bustier did this to keep everyone in the room awake, so she made sure to pay attention to small bits and pieces when she decided to daydream.
"I believe that Julius Caesar totally dis-acknowledging the fact he and Cleopatra had a child together is messed up. Don't you?" She said.
"Yes, exactly!" She continued with her lesson, and Marinette relaxed her head on the back of her seat. Phew. She looked over to Alya, and they exchanged glances, grinning at each other. She had this down.
When the last bell rang that day, Marinette walked home with high spirits. Everything felt so right. The birds singing around her, the sun shining in her face, this was truly and exquisite moment. Tomorrow, I'm going to step foot into America. She could feel the thrill bursting through her veins already!
Maybe when she got home, she'd finish up her dress! Or maybe, sketch a new hat and bring it to life! In this moment she felt as if she could do anything. There was a skip to her step and for the rest of the night, Marinette Dupain-Chang was on top of the world.
Ending note: I wonder why The Gabriel Agreste sponsored their trip? Wonder what he's planning with that Moth Miraculous of his? Tune in next time to find out what happens ,';3
