Now, I'm sure you are all surprised that I'm back. So am I. The main reason why I stopped was because one of my best friends COMPLETELY betrayed me and I have to say... I was heartbroken. So I stopped. But then, a new friend got me back into Fanfiction a month and I opened a new account for a different fandom. Of course, I still missed this one. But this morning, I was checking my emails and I received 4 emails for people following Competition. I reread m old stories and inspiration struck. I am going to continue 3 stories: Competition, Unforgivable, and this one. I hope you all forgive me.

Ch. 7

Going to bed was extremely painful for Adrien. His pajama pants stuck to the Aloe Vera, making him uncomfortable.

Marinette was stuck with the only pair of pjs she brought with her. The shorts gave her legs freedom, but the shirt really did chafe her back.

But, it wasn't the burn that bothered them. THere was a bigger problem at hand. The two had to share a bed.

Usually, Adrien would be cool, but… after becoming Chat Noir, he had developed a habit for cuddling. Whether it was at a sleepover, or in a plane or bus, he would subconsciously cuddle with the person next to him. He didn't want to weird one of his best friends out.

But, Marinette had always been a cuddler. Whether it was a picture or full size cut out of Adrien, she held it a little too close to her heart.

And then, of course, there was the problem of kwamis. Tikki and Plagg were kicked out and forced to go to the spare room. Of course, they weren't bothered by that. Tikki was the one of the three things Plagg really loved.

With that out of the way, Adrien decided to put off sleep for a while to plan pranks for the next day.

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After 15 minutes of no ideas, Marinette decided to show Adrien her secret closet of prank supplies.

"I have an idea! Come with me!" Marinette whispered. Pretend he's Chat. Pretend he's Chat.

She grabbed his arm and led him downstairs.

"Mari, where are we going?" He asked.

Marinette looked back at him with a smirk as they reached the hidden closet.

"Welcome to my Closet of Pranks." She said, unlocking the door.

As Adrien stepped inside, he was amazed. The shelves were stacked to the maximum capacity with prank supplies of every kind.

"Woah!" He said. "This is amazing!"

Marinette smiled, internally praising herself. But, the smile quickly faded when the door slammed closed.

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Alya and Nino had thought their plan was foolproof until they realized one thing: They would have to sleep in the same room. Even worse, Marinette had joined the twin beds together and neither of them had any idea how to undo that. So, they needed up having to sleep in the same bed. Sort of.

After building a truly incredible pillow wall in the middle, both heard some whispers and footsteps on the stairs.

Alya dragged Nino with her and her assumption was proved true. They just caught Marinette and Adrien turning the corner.

Alya knew exactly where they were going. Beckoning Nino to follow, she snuck down after them with a plan in mind.

First, she visited the junk drawer and fished out some durable string. Next, she got a piece of paper and a sharpie.

She wrote something on the paper and told Nino to hold it.

Tying one end of the string to the doorknob, she ran to the other side of the room and tied it to another doorknob. It was the perfect plan because of the ways the doors closed.

She signaled Nino to slip the paper under the door, but the poor boy hadn't fully memorized Alyagriphics and ended up frustrating Alya, who came over, snatched the paper, and slid it under the door.

But Alya was soon over it as she ran away, cackling gleefully. Nino followed, dreading what was about to come.