Chapter Twelve: A Party Crashed… Superhero Style!
Marinette and Adrien, as their alter-egos, dropped down from the room's skylight, landing in the midst of the crowd…who wasn't expecting them to do that. Marinette flashed a grin as the guests parted ways, allowing them to approach the puzzled king.
"Father knows who I am…" Marinette whispered into his ear, explaining the king's confusion.
Adrien nodded in understanding, before straightening out his shoulders and prowling forward to the king. Sweeping low in a bow, he flashed one of his characteristic Chat smiles at the king. "Your Majesty… So sorry we are late… there is an annual miraculous outing that by chance was today. We didn't mena any disrespect." Adrien spotted a flicker of movement out of the corner of his eye, and felt his heart skip a beat upon realizing that it was one of the men Marinette told them about. Not just anyone though…it was the ring leader, Peirre Ranger.
Marinette stepped forward, curtsying gracefully to her father. King William frowned, glancing over at her. "And what, pray tell me, is this party called?"
Marinette smiled warmly, even as she raised her voice slightly. "Why…it's called the Milagro para salvar la bola."
At first nothing seemed to happen...and then all chaos erupted. Fireworks erupted inside the ballroom, and as well as a million other things that aren't possible. The rest of their class jumped down, trying to stop the various terrorists from succeeding, while the two partners found themselves backed up against a wall by a giant bear.
Before they could do anything though, three things happened at once. The bear was suddenly wearing a very nice ball gown and had its hair cut and braided like a young school girl, and there were dark purple vines wrapping around it, pinning it in place.
"Lascia la principessa da sola!" "¡Deja a la princesa sola!" Three voices bellowed out, right before the Moda sisters and Adrianna stepped into view.
Shock flooded both of them as they stared. Adrianna they had expected, however they weren't expecting the Moda sisters to have powers as well. Emilia had her sewing needle and scissors floating midair, along with various fabrics, while Gabriella had makeup and hair ties and pins, and a brush along with a comb hovering around her.
Upon noticing her surprise, they flashed her a smile. "Why do you think we are so good at what we do?" They spoke in unison again, before splitting off, Emilia speaking up first. "Anything that involves sewing I can control with my mind…"
"And I can control anything that has to do with makeup and hairdos with my mind…including the hair of others." Gabriella finished off.
Adrianna shook her head at them, before glancing over at Marinette. "We need to get going. And don't worry. Everyone is either too busy running for their lives or fighting to hear us call you who-know-what." She nodded to Adrien, to signal why she didn't just say Princess.
Adrien shook his head, before speaking up. "Actually I already know who she is under the mask… as well as whom her father is…"
"Where is Father?" Marinette cut in, bringing their attention to the fact that the king was missing.
"Not good…not good at all." Adrien muttered under his breath, panic rising up even as Chloe and all the others approached him.
"Soo… seems to be that there are besides this Adrianna person ten others here that have powers as well and are helping us and not these idiots." Chloe flipped her ponytail behind her shoulder, clearly impressed by how many people were born with powers.
Adrianna coughed as she nodded to the Moda sisters. "Make that twelve others. The Moda sisters are here." Turning around, she faced Marinette. "I believe I had seen Peirre Ranger escort the king to safety. We just need to round everyone up and…"
"Peirre Ranger is the leader behind all of this!" Marinette cried out in horror, before rushing off to find the king and make sure that he is alright.
….
Adrien lashed out his tail in frustration, scanning the area for any sign of the king. He was about to call off the search to see if anyone else had a better idea on what to do, when a familiar scream filled the air….
"M'lady!?" "Girl?!" "Oh no! Ladybug!" Guess that told him where the others were at the moment.
Breaking at a sprint, he tore into back into the ballroom, tearing across it to the far doors. Yanking them open, he hurried down the stairs, his cat ears flicking in the direction where he could hear a faint scuffle sound. "Everyone stay back and arrest the others…I got this!"
Adrien sprinted into the open hallway to find something that turned his stomach. King William was unconscious at Peirre Ranger's feet, and Marinette had her arm twisted around behind her and already had detransformed.
Her ball gown was ripped down the one side, while a small twinkle of blood drizzled down the side of her head. Her mask was knocked somewhat on the loose side, and she was struggling hard against him.
"Release us! Monsieur Ranger this is the wrong way to go! Please!" Tears streamed down Marinette's face as she struggled fruitlessly against him.
"Hey! You! Release the Purrincess now! And I might go easy on you!" Adrien ran up to him, throwing in the pun so that she wouldn't realize how scared he actually was. The fact he had to make a conscience effort to pun was right on the sad side though.
…..
Adrien readjusted his ball mask, as he decided to call it, glancing over to see that everything was back to normal…ish. A great many of the decorations were now broken though, which made several of the guests uneasy. He suspected that most of them were still there just cause they haven't seen Marinette yet.
The announcer from earlier, now a bit roughed up from the fight for the throne, cleared his throat loudly, before announcing the royal family. "Presenting his majesty, King William Beaufort-Cheng and her Royal Highness Princess Marinette Coccinelle Beaufort-Cheng!"
This time when the doors swung open, instead of nowhere being there, a smiling king stepped into the room, with Marinette almost hiding behind him. Turning, he bent down and whispered something into her ear, which made a small giggle escape her as she wrapped her arms around him in a hug. The two of them had cleaned up nicely, their injuries having been tended to, and their clothing fixed. King William kept his arm around his purrincess, beaming as he looked out across the crowd.
"Let's begin this ball again!"
Marinette slipped away, making a beeline straight for Alya and the rest of their friends. Adrien smiled to himself, before how much of a fool he has made himself since meeting Ladybug flashed across his mind. Especially since she was soo much better than him…
Turning he walked out to the gardens where some of the people where now at, the doors to the gardens wide open. It was beautiful, which made his heart sink as he realized that he was destined to be the pretty face of his father's company for the rest of his life, but she was destined for greater things. So caught up in his thoughts as he was, he didn't notice someone approaching him from behind.
"Kitty? Is everything ok?" Marinette placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, concern flooding her eyes.
Adrien flinched, shoving his hands into his pocket. "Yeah…I'm fine. You should go back in…I'm sure there's plenty of noble sons and visiting princes that want to meet you."
"They can wait… I want to know what is bugging my partner." Marinette frowned, turning him around so as to face him more fully.
Adrien bit his bottom lip, before looking away. "Well, thank you for that…but wouldn't you want to ya know? Be with guys that are worthy of you?"
"Kitty…what are you talking about? You are worthy to be with me…" Marinette started, confusion clouding her facial expression.
"No I'm not!" Taking in a deep breath, he looked down at the ground, red in the face for his outburst. "You're a princess…and I'm just the model that probably will inherit my father's company one day."
"So? Every princess needs a knight…Sir Kitty." Marinette turned and left him, walking back into the ballroom. "And I don't think his background should matter at all."
Adrien stared after her, wondering if he had just imagined all of that. Plagg stuck his head out, peering curiously at her. "You know if memory serves correctly…the prince that gets the princess always was knighted before the story takes place…"
Adrien glanced down at his kwami…before making his mind up.
A/N: Done! If you want to know what his decision is…you need to wait for Princess Coccinelle to update. Sorry not sorry. Please please enjoy this little tidbit!
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