Day 14: Bad Idea

Back by popular demand, part two of the Brichat stripper au! ;) Songs: Body Heat by Selena Gomez and Wildfire by Demi Lovato. More notes at the end! Enjoy!

Allegra was running around backstage trying to get everything ready for tonight's show. Felix was being moody because Bridgette had not come to visit him yet. Chateau was packed, Friday nights were always busy but tonight was special. A Chat Noir and Melodie special, two for the price of one type deal, and only at midnight. The childhood friends had been practicing nonstop, Fe's choice, not hers. They were ready to debut and the admission was upped, tip jars were everywhere and extra bartenders on shift. Allegra looked into the crowd and saw no one of note except Claude getting ready in the light and sound booth. Turning back to face everyone she adjusted her mask and clapped her hands to get everyone's attention.

"Circle round! Everyone ready? Any problems?" A choir of cheers were had, and she did a quick headcount. "Where is Chat?"

"Still moping in his dressing room." Allan supplied her with an answer and she frowned.

"Right. Thanks." Hurrying off, she threw open the door to Felix's dressing room and slammed it shut, starting the leather clad dancer.

"What do you want? It's not even close to 10?" he shut his book and set it on his table.

"Stop moping and mingle a little. If not with the audience, at least with the other dancers."

"I don't want to."

"I don't care if you want to, I'm telling you to! Look, I know Bri hasn't come to visit you but-"

"It's been a week. Was I too forward? She agreed we had a connection. Did she tell you anything?" He jumped up and interrupted her to start pacing.

"Fe, as I was saying," She glared at him and he stopped pacing. "She has been really busy with her internship." She paused again. "Guess what else?"

He stepped closer, curiosity peaked, just like a cat. "What?"

"I told her I couldn't come tonight but…"

"What! Spit it out Alle!"

"I told her you had a super special set planned tonight with Melodie!"

"So she's coming?" He perked right up and held her hands, practically bouncing.

"Well, she didn't give me an answer but who knows. With your excitement, I bet she comes multiple times." She shrugged but winked at him, pulling her hands away she pat his shoulder. "Just try not to deviate from the routine and land the lifts and we should be fine. If she is here, I guess during the struts you can, mm, change it up." She gave him a cheek kiss and left him in a better mood than when she first entered. With his mood lifted he followed her out to work around the audience, maybe she would be around. He was almost able to get to the floor but Plagg stopped him.

"Chat."

"Yea? Melodie told me to mingle."

"She hasn't arrived yet but I left word at the door to let in anyone matching her description." Felix was in shock, Plagg was being nice to him.

"I'll bring you the best camembert I can find." Plagg said nothing, just smiled and let him pass to continue looking around. Felix made his way to the bar, the sea of people parting for him, obeying his rule of no touching, even though he broke it a week and a half ago. Wanting to stay sharp in case Bridgette showed up, he climbed on the bar and sat down, crossing his legs and messing with the end of his boots. A few people talked to him and he played up the bad boy role he felt comfortable in, here they asked about Chat Noir, not Felix Agreste, son of famous designer Gabriel. He answered their questions with real answers, not some scripted paper his father handed him before an interview. Mercury had just performed and he left to go find Allegra for their set. He was almost to the side door when he thought he spotted Bridgette, he small frame was squeezing through the door. He took a step but Plagg grabbed his arm and pushed him through the door.

"Get Ready." His gruff voice mumbled out to him and Felix huffed, going back to finding his partner.

Bridgette was able to navigate Paris with the small pink pastry box with no trouble. A taxi dropped her off in front of the club and she bid them thanks. She was about to walk to the back of the line when someone grabbed her arm.

"Bridgette right?" A small woman with red hair smiled at her, she was wearing a red and black fringe dress that could have been from a movie set in 1920 America.

"Yes. Who are you?"

"I'm Tikki, come on, he was hoping you would show. And you brought him treats! How cute!" Bri was pulled with her through the door and the crowd gasped that she didn't have to be in line. She was a bit in shock, this small woman was remarkably strong and determined to get her inside. "A bit close, isn't it? Head on back, don't let him eat too much, then you will never get rid of him." She laughed and it sounded magical, almost how she pictured a fairy would laugh. She was given a tiny shove in the direction of the backstage side door she accidentally went through two weeks ago.

Plagg watched Tikki heard the girl into the club and chuckled to himself. His girl was playing matchmaker again, not that it was a bad idea, the kid needed cheering up and they both caught last times performance. She came closer and he opened the door for her, she thanked him and just as she was about to pass she paused to open her pink pastry box.

"Thank you, would you like one?"

"Are these from The Sweetest Thing?"

"Yeah! I work there sometimes. I brought Chat some more macaroons, some scones, and I have cherry, apricot, and this new pear and camembert creation." She pointed to the last one, his eyes lit up as he took the pastry. She smiled at him, shutting the box, she passed him and he closed the door. He bit into it and instantly fell in love. He realized he would have to be nicer and maybe help Tikki get the two together, especially if he got more camembert out of it.

Felix paced in his dressing room again, he was going to wear a hole in the carpet at this rate. There was a knock on the door and then it opened a sliver.

"Chat Noir?" He raced over to the door and tore it open to reveal Bridgette, he was right when he thought he saw her. He moved aside and bowed to let her in, she giggled.

"I brought you pastries. Sorry I couldn't visit sooner. Allegra told me she heard you had a special set tonight. Unfortunately she couldn't make it, she said to tell you good luck." She blushed and set the package on the table before sitting on his couch.

He instantly came to sit next to her and started kissing her neck. "I missed you so much. I couldn't get you out of my mind."

She grabbed his face and kissed him, pulling him on top of her. She didn't realize how much she missed him or needed him till his lips were on her skin. He was an intoxicating drug when in her presence, she couldn't breathe, couldn't think, he clouded her mind and senses. She wore a tight black dress, with cat stockings, her little homage to him. He rearranged her legs so he was between them, his hand ran along the outside of her thigh but stopped at the edge where he dress rode up. Releasing the kiss she pulled his bell down to hiss his neck while his hands roamed her body. He wasn't sure on the time but he would rather be with her than on stage. He pulled her back up and kissed her again, his tongue massaging hers before pulling back and giving her lower lip a light bite. She moaned and chased him when he pulled back, teasing her. She grabbed his wrist and helped him move his hand under her skirt, lifting her hips so he could get a good grip. Her other hand messed with his hair as she held him close to continue kissing him. Suddenly the door burst open, startling them both enough to break their kiss and turn to face whoever entered.

"Fel-er Chat Noir!" Melodie was standing in the doorway clutching a black and white dress while wearing fancy lingerie, garters, stockings, corset and all. "Um, hello there."

Chat got off Bridgette and went over to Melodie, closing the door behind her so no one saw them. "What's wrong? Why aren't you dressed?"

"My Dress! It's torn! Here!" Frantically, she pointed out a large seam rip right under the zipper. "How am I supposed to seductively unzip, if I'm already falling apart!?"

"I can help." Bridgette was standing and adjusting her clothes before walking over to inspect the dress. "Where is a sewing kit? Or your costume designer?"

"Tikki is busy with the crowd. I'm Melodie, here is a kit I snagged and hoped Chat would help me with." She handed the dress and kit over and Bridgette went to the vanity to work, it had light and was mostly empty.

Allegra made a face at Felix and pulled his bell up while wiping away lipstick. "Not your color." She whispered and gave him a wink before going to watch Bri work. Felix sighed and attempted to fix himself more, the suit was feeling extra tight and he needed to get himself under control. He sat on the couch and opened the bakery box while checking his phone. After 5 minutes he turned to check on the girls.

"Sorry to rush you, but our set is on in 10 and although we can go out already undressed, it loses its appeal."

"I'm sorry Chat, I was running around all excited and was a little too jumpy."

"It's because you wanted so much fabric. I told you that was a bad idea."

"I wanted to look like a ballerina this time. Something to offset you but also compliment." He hummed in response and nodded to apologize and show he understood.

"Almost done!" Bridgette was in her element, finally she was doing something useful instead of analyzing fabric scraps like she had been doing all week at Gabriel. Minutes later she was helping Melodie into the dress, he stood to observe.

"Perfect! Amazing job, Bridgette! Thank you!" She hugged her and then bolted off, throwing Chat a glare. Bridgette was slightly confused on how she knew her name but had other things to think about, like Chat going on stage.

"Get your ass out there!" He waved her off, then came close to Bridgette.

"I had them save you a seat in the center, you will see everything from there." He gave her a kiss on her palm and she realized that was becoming their thing.

"Good luck." They both left, him holding the door for her and going in the direction of the stage and her to the door with the large tough looking man.

So it seems a little cliffy, because it is! Dancing will happen in part 3 :) If you would like to comment I would love to know if you think Bri should know Allegra is Melodie? Let me know your thoughts ;*