"Ow!" Felix had to use most of his early morning energy to keep from cursing as he stepped on his third sharpener. In ten minutes. "How convenient that only now do I find all my sharpeners," he picked it up and placed it on his bedroom desk, "do I owe you any gratitude for this, Plagg?"

"Sorry, Felix," Plagg fluttered around the room, "but I did warn you that your bad luck was going to greatly increase; it's the price of having such awesome powers."

"What awesome powers? All I've been doing as Chat Noir is leaping around like a fool and meeting Ladybug. I haven't used any sort of ability beyond enhanced agility."

"Cheer up! You'll soon be able to manipulate your bad luck, and then things can really start to get fun!"

I knew I had a terrible feeling in my stomach this morning, he rubbed his temples, this day isn't going to go in my favour is it?

~THAT AFTERNOON~

I'm such a wussy, Marinette moaned as she walked away from the school in a slump, I couldn't even bring myself to say 'hello' to Felix, let alone ask him out to the musical. If this keeps up, I just know he's going to find a better girl, and we'll never speak again, and I'll become a famous fashion designer but whenever he and his father show up to a showcase I'll turn into a puddle of emotions and I'll embarrass myself and my company and-!

She squeaked and hid behind a thick tree. She had arrived at a small park not too far from the school, where benches surrounded a small green hill in the center. As a young couple chatted and laughed on the grass, Felix made his way over to the bench beside it, placed his backpack down and opened a small novel.

I don't believe it, she peeked around the tree as he flipped to the next page, Felix is here, just a few feet away from me! This is too perfect, too crazy, too…lucky…thought I did forget my bag at school, so…this has to be some form of restitution!

She gripped the tickets tightly, careful not to tear them as she took a deep breath and straightened her posture. "You can do this, Marinette," she whispered to herself as she stepped out from the shade and made her way to the bench, "luck is on your side!"

…It's no use, Felix sighed and gave up the page he was reading, no matter where I sit this book is as dis-interesting as before. I'll need to find something else to read or-ouch!

He closed the book to find the source of the sudden sting to be a papercut on his index finger. He shoved the book into his bag and stood to leave. "Curse this…curse."

"F-Felix!"

He hadn't noticed Marinette standing behind him, holding her hands behind her back, until she had suddenly spoken up. "Oh, Marinette. You can have the bench, I'm finished here."

"…I…I…I'M IN YOUR CLASS!"

It took a few seconds for her strange comment to register as people began to stare. "…Yes. I am indeed in your class."

"Ah, oh," her cheeks went pink as she swayed, "sorry, I just…I went to your father's-er, Mr. Agreste's showcase last night!"

"Delightful."

"And I found out that he's designed costumes for 'Orchard Comets'."

"Correct."

"And, well," she pulled two tickets out and grinned, "I won tickets for the premier next week!"

…What is her hair doing…is that a heart I see?

"I was wondering," the light in her eyes brightened, "if….if you…wanted…to come…with m-m-me?"

She…actually wants me to join her? I don't get it…why…then again, it would be nice to see my father's work early, since he never reveals anything to me until the same time as the public, he went to answer her, I suppose that, despite her overly energetic personality, she'd be fine company…but, wait!

He stopped himself short as Marinette continued to hold the tickets in both hands. "…The show…"

"Y-Yes! So," she let her grin fade into a lovely smile, "y-you…want to join me?"

We'd be together in that dark theatre, he realized, and with my bad luck growing…!

He quickly turned his head away; there was a small gasp behind him from where she stood. "Sorry," he straightened his posture, "I'd rather not attend with you. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to return home." He left her standing at the bench and made his way out of the park.

I can only imagine the havoc my bad luck would wreak on us if we went to the show. She'll have a much, much better time with someone else.

No…he said no, Marinette's hair lost its flare as she gasped, just like that…he's leaving…I…I've never been rejected before…

She watched him leave as the tickets in her hands crinkled. "…O-Okay," she murmured, "see you tomorrow…I guess…"

"Marinette?"

She turned to find Edmund approaching her. "Hey, I was wondering if you and Denzel were planning something, or…hey, why the long face?"

"It's nothing," she averted her gaze as he stood alongside her, "really…d-did you say Denzel?"

"Yes. He wouldn't stop following me around yesterday, and I think he said something about you…did you ask him to follow me?"

Oops!

"Uh, y-yes," she waved the tickets around, trying to spit out an explanation, "I wanted him to…to…watch you for…flirting tips!"

"…You asked Denzel to watch me…so you could learn some of my flirting tips?"

"Yes, that's right," she sighed, "I wanted to know how to properly ask someone out…"

Both their gazes fell to the tickets. "I'm flattered, Marinette, really," Edmund seem to be rather pleased with her answer, "but when it comes to winning a heart over, I suggest you follow your own first."

"Edmund, Edmund!" They spotted a trio of girls jogging up to them, all giggling and waving. "There you are! We're heading into town for a smoothie, wanna come?"

He woos all the ladies so well…and yet I…I can't even make a friend of the new student…even with all this good luck, I still managed to mess up!

"I'm sorry," she stuffed the tickets into her the pocket of her shorts as she ran off in the opposite direction, "I have to go!"

"Marinette, wait! Are you alright?!"

No, Edmund, I'm not, she wiped a tear from her eye as she made her way out of the park, and no one, especially Chat Noir, is going to make it any better!

Even when I was only watching that small scene in the PV video I felt like crying. Without any words it was painful to see Marinette work up the courage to ask Felix out, only to be bluntly denied. I understand the desire to create a more friendly Adrien character for her to interact with, but I loved the anime's design, so I kept Felix and his attitude, while trying my best to explain his denial of her affections in a proper way, from his perspective.

Until the next time!