Author's Note: I just wanted to give a head's up/trigger warning:

This chapter deals with peer pressure and a forced romantic interaction/revoked consent for kissing. It doesn't go any further than kissing but it is being forced.

I'm not sure if this was needed for this chapter but I wanted to make sure, just in case ^^;

If you think you're unable to handle it; it's fine and I understand :) This chapter is a oneshot chapter so feel free to skip it~

Hope you all enjoy though~

Chapter 38

One day during class, Nino decided to play around with his girlfriend a bit. When Marinette and Alya returned back from their lunch, they were surprised to find Nino in Alya's seat. She told him to return back to his seat but he teased and playfully said for her to make him. Normally, if anyone ever said that to Alya, she would throw them out without a second thought, but she got a sneaky idea that would work to her benefit no matter the result.

She approached Nino and sat down on his lap, which took him by surprise. When she asked if he was uncomfortable, he said no and admitted that he liked having her on his lap.

Both Marinette and Adrien thought it was a cute sight. Alya suggested that Marinette does the same with Adrien's lap, but she was too flustered by the thought to even attempt it. Adrien respected Marinette's word and took his seat like normal. Instead though, to show his love and affection, he leaned down and kissed the back of her head every so often.

When the teacher entered the room she saw the display that Alya and Nino were putting on. Normally she'd have Nino return to his seat but she promised the students free time to work on their assignments however they wanted that afternoon so she allowed it just the once on the condition that they kept displays of affection to a minimum.

As such, Marinette and Alya worked on their assignment while Nino watched and offered suggestions. Both he and Adrien were already ahead in their project enough that they could afford to take the afternoon off and goof around.

As the three of them chatted away, Adrien began remembering the last group of "friends" he had.

"Now son," the leather masked demon said as shadows began to form in the palm of his hands. "I will teach you the art of deception and how to rule over others."

"Deception huh?" the cat-like demon repeated, his tail waving about as he spoke. "I don't know how I feel about that. Mom always said it was not nice to deceive others."

"What did I say about your mother!" Hawkmoth yelled as flames burst up from behind him. "Forget everything she ever taught you! They no longer apply to you or this realm now."

"Y-yes Father."

"Now pay attention." The shadows in Hawkmoth's hands began to reflect an image. To Chat Noir, it looked like the inside of a fiery cavern that was made out of brimstone. Inside of the cavern were a bunch of demonic looking figures. From the looks of it, there were thirteen different demons and they looked like they were all having fun. "I want you to infiltrate their ranks. Gain their trust, and when they least expect it, turn on them. Show them who you really are."

"Wh- why? What did they do to deserve this?"

"Nothing." Hawkmoth replied with a coy smile. "They are nothing but mere pawns in your training. That is all they are and I advise you to view them as such."

"Y-" Chat didn't know how to feel. Even though these figures were demons, they seemed pretty human-like. They were smiling, laughing, having fun. He felt horrible that he'd have to go in and ruin their fun. But at the same time, he wanted to make his father proud of him. "Yes Hawkmoth."

"Good."

Hawkmoth stamped his cane on the brimstone floor and the two were immediately teleported to the cavern that was shown in the shadows. All eyes turned to Chat Noir and his father, silence filling the area. Hawkmoth smiled and stepped forward. "Greetings everyone! I hope you all are enjoying your fun."

"Yeah!" Some of the demons cheered in response.

"Excellent. I have another demon to add to your ranks." Chat took it as a cue to step forward and wave to the audience. "His name is Chat Noir. I trust that you all will look after him like you would each other."

"No problem!" a blue-faced demon in a bubbly red suit said, stepping forward. "I can show him the ropes!"

"I appreciate you volunteering Bubbler. As for the rest of you, I shall grant fourteen more hours to your recreational activities."

The crowd cheered with delight, which made Chat feel even guiltier. He knew that the additional fourteen hours were just a time limit for him to gain their trust and then crush it. He didn't feel right about it… he didn't think he could go through with it.

"Don't mess this up my boy." Hawkmoth said, leaning in. "I'll be watching."

Before Chat could say anything, his father disappeared in a cloud of smoke and left him all alone.

"Come on Chat, let me show you around!" The Bubbler said as he wrapped his arms around Chat's shoulders. He began guiding Chat around the cavern, starting off by showing him an area that was pretty vacant, except for one demon in a white and black striped shirt and a beret. "This is the Evillustrator's area. I wouldn't bug him when he's working if I were you. He's a very touchy artist. And whatever you do, do not ask him for a request. You'll regret it."

The demon looked up from his tablet and tipped his beret at Chat as a greeting. Chat just smiled and waved back. Next, The Bubbler took him to a table where a bunch of food was displayed, where two demons stood and chatted with each other while holding red plastic cups. Chat was surprised to see that a lot of the food looked edible.

"This is where we keep the snacks." The Bubbler said. "Feel free to help yourself if you want. We just mainly use this area to socialize."

"Don't mind if I do!" Chat said with delight. Immediately, he shoved his head into a bowl of potato chips and began stuffing his mouth with them. He rose up from the bowl and began crying happily. He didn't remember a time when his taste buds were met with such a delight. It could be perhaps since coming to Hell he hasn't had anything to eat. His father told him that demons only eat for pleasure and not for survivability. Since Chat was half demon, he was fine without having food but he missed it dearly. So being able to stuff his face with chips was certainly one of the best pleasures for him.

"Hey," one of the demons spoke as she approached Chat. He turned to her and felt a bit frightened. He wasn't sure if it was because of her big pink poofy dress that had eyes on it or if it was because she was glaring at him with a face that was completely covered in makeup. She walked up to him and brushed off some crumbs that he had on his suit. "Take better care of your outfit. I can't stand to see clothing taken care of so poorly."

Chat gulped the remaining chips that were in his mouth and began laughing awkwardly. "Sorry about that. I got a little carried away there."

The demon scanned his body up and down and began to smile. "Nice choice in clothing by the way. It suits you."

"Thanks! And your outfit is… very unique."

"Thank you. If you wish, I could make you wear the same thing."

Chat gulped once again, but this time it was from nervousness. He held his hands up defensively and backed away. "I think I'm good thank you. It looks better on you."

"Suit yourself."

Chat wiped a sweat drop off his forehead as the demon returned to their conversation partner. He was relieved that he avoided the situation. He didn't mind dresses but the one she wore was a little too much for his taste. Plus, he knew being in those heels would hurt his feet as well.

The Bubbler wrapped his arms around Chat Noir and smiled at him. "Dude, Reflekta likes you!"

"Really?" Chat asked as he raised his eyebrow.

"Yeah! She doesn't usually chat with anyone that's not Princess Fragrance unless if it's to scold them on how they're treating their clothes. But she complimented you. That's a great sign!"

"Huh, I guess I have a natural charisma then." Chat joked.

"Hate to burst your bubble dude but she could also just be acting nice because of Hawkmoth." The Bubbler began laughing out of thin air, which made Chat very confused. "Get it though? Burst your bubble? Since I'm the Bubbler!"

A warm smile spread across Chat's face when he realized what he meant. "Yeah, it's a pun."

Chat always had a fondness for puns. His mother would use them around him to try and cheer him up whenever he was feeling sad. Despite some of them being corny or real groaners, they always cheered him up and put a smile on his face.

The Bubbler directed him over to the other side of the cavern, where a bunch of the demons were gathered. They were all sitting in a circle and watching a skeletal arm spin in the center.

"And here we have the entertainment area, where we play games. Seems like the game right now is Spin The Arm."

"Spin The Arm?" Chat inquired.

"Yeah! It's based on a game from the human realm called 'Spin The Bottle'. We take an arm, spin it around, and whoever it lands in is who you kiss."

Chat looked over to the group and noticed that the arm had stopped. However, instead of kissing, he saw the large purple monster-like demon trying to eat the large demon that was made completely out of stone.

"Uhh… that doesn't look like kissing." Chat said, pointing at the two demons.

"Yeahhh… kissing between monsters is a little different. I hope you get a humanoid demon to kiss. Trust me, no one ever wants to be kissed by Horrificator. I'm sure Stoneheart can attest to that… when he gets out of her mouth I mean."

"Well, hello there!" a feminine voice spoke. Chat looked and saw another demon had approached him. This time, it was a rather humanoid looking demon that was wearing a black jumpsuit with red spots and had blonde hair that was tied up in a ponytail. Just like all of the other demons as well, she had blood red eyes and a pair of matching horns atop of her head. She held out her hand at Chat. "Enchante."

"Uhh…" Chat just stared at the hand, unsure what to do with it.

"Dude," The Bubbler began nudging his side. "She wants you to kiss it."

"Oh." Chat grabbed the female demon's hand and pressed his lips against the back of it. "Pleasure to meet you…"

"Antibug."

"Pleasure to meet you Antibug."

"Of course it is." She began scanning Chat's body up and down, much like Reflekta did earlier. However, this time, it made Chat feel rather uncomfortable, especially with the lustful look she had in her eyes. "You know Chat Noir you're quite handsome."

"Th- thank you?"

Antibug took Chat's hand and began dragging him closer to the circle where all the other demons were. "Come on, we're going to have some fun."

Chat gulped from nervousness. "F-fun?"

She placed him in between an empty space and a female demon in a purple dress that was clutching an umbrella. She took her place on the other side of the circle, being directly across from Chat. She smiled at him and pointed at the arm. "Go ahead, spin it."

All eyes focused on him. He didn't want to do it and felt rather uncomfortable being forced in the situation too. He wanted to get up and leave, but their icy cold stares made him feel pressured to do it. He remembered his father's instructions also; to gain their trust. He had no choice but to spin the arm or else he'll jeopardize the task and potentially disappoint his father.

Chat reached forward and began spinning the arm. He watched anxiously as it spun around and around. He looked around the circle at all of the potential candidates for it to land on. All of them were demons that he had just met and didn't want to kiss at all. There was only one area of the circle where it'd be safe for him and he desperately hoped that's where the arm would point to.

After a few gruesome seconds for Chat, the arm began to slow down and eventually stop. Chat let out a huge sigh of relief when he saw where it was pointing at: the empty space beside him. That was the best possible outcome for him and he was happy that he got it.

"Dude," The Bubbler nudged him from behind. "Be careful where you kiss Vanisher. It's best if you just let her kiss you."

"V-Vanisher?" Chat quickly jerked his neck around and looked at the "empty space". His eyes adjusted and he began seeing the faint outline of a demon, looking to be feminine and smaller than the rest of the others but it was a demon none the less. He watched in horror as the outline got closer and closer to him.

"NO! NO! NO!" Antibug screamed as she pounded her fists against the floor. "This won't do! I wanted to be the one to kiss Chat Noir! Timebreaker!"

The demon in the black racing suit that sat beside Antibug let out an annoyed sigh. She placed her hand on the red winged demon on her other side and began draining energy from his presence. Just before the Vanisher could place her lips on Chat Noir, Timebreaker snapped her fingers and caused the whole scene to rewind itself back to when the arm was still spinning.

"Anti-Charm!" Antibug whispered. The arm began to glow with a mysterious black energy that only Antibug could see. The arm came to a sudden stop and was pointing directly at Antibug.

Antibug giggled, feeling pleased that the skeleton arm "chose" her. She raised her eyebrows up and down seductively at Chat Noir. "Looks like you have to kiss me you handsome kitty."

Chat's body quickly tensed up and he found himself unable to move. Just seeing Antibug crawl towards him to kiss him made him incredibly nervous and uncomfortable. He didn't want to do it; he couldn't bring himself to do it.

He stood up and began backing away slowly. "No, sorry. I thought I was fine with this but I'm not. I'll just be over by the Evil-"

Chat's words were cut off when he felt a stony touch on his shoulders. He looked behind him and saw Stoneheart was there and he didn't look too happy. He turned to the circle of demons and saw that everyone wasn't happy, especially Antibug.

She clicked her fingers, which caused Stoneheart to push Chat back down onto the ground. It was at this moment that Chat saw diabolical smiles appear on all of the demon's faces. One of them began chanting "Kiss! Kiss!" The rest of the demons began joining in on the chant, even The Bubbler. The only ones that didn't chant were Antibug and Stoneheart.

Chat began to become terrified. He wanted out, he wanted to get away, he didn't want to kiss anyone. But the grip that Stoneheart had on him was too tight.

"Come on Chat, you'll like it. Now pucker up." Antibug said as she closed her eyes and began puckering her lips. Stoneheart began pushing Chat closer towards Antibug against his will. He tried digging his claws into the ground to remain in place, but Stoneheart's strength was too much for his claws to resist.

Chat closed his eyes and began preparing himself for the worst.

"Remember Adrien, only kiss those who you truly love. Make every kiss special and memorable."

"No." Chat said underneath his breath. His body began to stiffen up as determination filled his body. He could feel a strange energy surround his hands. It felt like a weird, tingling sensation to him but he could also feel he was in complete control of it as well.

He reached behind him and grabbed Stoneheart's arm. Using all of his strength, he flipped the stone monster over his shoulders and slammed him onto the ground in front of Antibug; shattering the skeleton arm in the process. The strange energy on Chat's hands began to surround Stoneheart and cover his entire body.

Suddenly, Stoneheart's body exploded. Tiny stones began raining around the area, which made all of the demons speechless in disbelief. They all looked at Chat Noir and quickly began fearing him, all of them not wanting to end up as his next victim.

"Just because we're demons doesn't mean that we have to treat each other that way." Chat glared at Antibug, which caused her to back up in terror. "No wonder humans fear us."

He let out a sigh and began to calm himself down, which caused the energy to fade away. He kicked one of the stones on the ground and frowned. "I'm sure my Father can rebuild him. I'm… I'm sorry for everything."

Chat began walking away, leaving the group of demons still speechless and in fear of him. A swarm of shadows appeared in front of Chat, which caused him to stop and wait. His father stepped through. He was clapping and had a rather pleasant looking smile on his face.

"Excellent work Chat Noir. You have far exceeded my expectations."

"Really?"

"Oh yes. All I asked of you was to gain their trust then crush it. I wanted them to hate you but you went beyond that. You made them fear you. That is a sign that you will become an excellent ruler of this realm one day, possibly even surpassing me."

"I- urr…" Chat looked away, feeling ashamed for what he had done. However, his father wrapped his arm around his shoulders and pulled him close to his body, as if to give him a hug. Chat had to admit, his touch was cold and rather uncomfortable, but there was something pleasant about it. He thought perhaps it was because he was being praised. He honestly missed the feeling, seeing as his mother was no longer around to praise him. "Thank you Father."

"Come my boy. Let's resume your training. We'll leave these demons to reflect upon their mistakes."

Chat Noir looked back at the group of demons. The Evillustrator, Reflekta, and Princess Fragrance had all joined the circle now and appeared to be upset seeing Stoneheart in his current condition. Chat still felt guilty for what he had done but there was nothing he could do now except to ask his father to remake the demon. But that would have to wait for later.

He had to admit, for the short amount time he knew the demons, they did seem pretty friendly. In fact, if they hadn't forced him to kiss Antibug, he could picture that they all could've been friends. But sadly, that wasn't the reality he was in right now.

Luckily though, now he had new friends, genuine ones at that! Ones that don't force him to do anything he's uncomfortable with. Even though he was deceiving them like he was with the demons, his feelings for them weren't any less genuine.

"Adrien!" Marinette called out, waving her hand in front of Adrien's face. He finally snapped back to reality and shook away his thoughts. "Sorry, I was daydreaming there. What did you say?"

"Alya and Nino are going to the movies after school! Want to make it a double date?"

Adrien smiled at the three of them, taking pleasure in the fact that they were asking him first instead of roping him into it. Not to mention that he was feeling happy that he had the three of them in his life. "Sure, I'd love to!"