Chat Blanc, Marinette, and Alya walked up to Chat and Nino's club. Chat Blanc situated his white mask on his face. Marinette smirked at her fiance and peered over at Alya.
"I haven't been here in ages." Marinette smiled with excitement.
"It's been a while. Nino doesn't bring me around here much." Alya shrugged.
"Meow Motherfucker." Chat spoke through the door and Nino opened the door.
Marinette and Alya walked in front of Chat. Nino stopped him by his shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Don't get drugged tonight, like my best friend."
"Ha ha, very funny." Chat rolled his eyes.
"Just saying. I can only do so much." Nino patted him on the shoulder and Chat scoffed and walked past him.
"I'll be on my guard." Chat Blanc rolled his eyes and walked after Alya and Marinette.
The music blasted against the walls and shook them. Riding by Buckcherry was playing and people were dancing to the beat with their drinks of choice to the air.
Chat walked up to the bar in his white leather jacket and ordered everyone drinks.
"Hey, you're Chat Blanc." The bartender cleaned a glass. "Your music is killer, man. What could I get you?"
"I'll take a glass of carvados on ice and two mimosas." Chat Blanc gave the bartender money, as he passed him the drinks. "Thanks." He carried them over to Marinette and Alya, who were sitting at a table, giggling.
"We have a new musician in the club tonight!" Nino called over the club with his fist in the air. "One night only, he's gonna come out here! Luka!"
Luka walked out onto the stage in a black denim jacket, tight ripped black jeans, and black biker boots. His aqua hair hung in front of his eyes and a smile fell on his lips.
He spoke into the mic with confidence. "I heard there's another musician out there in the crowd!"
Chat gripped his glass with white knuckles.
"I'm calling you out. You vs me. Chat- Blanc." He held up his index finger and shook it with a dark expression, letting his name play on his tongue. "Rock battle. Let's go!"
Marinette and Alya looked over at Chat with parted lips and wide eyes.
Chat smirked suddenly, slammed his drink back, winced, and ran a hand through his hair. He adjusted his leather jacket and made his way to the stage.
Luka smirked, as he made his way up onto the platform. Nino jumped down from the DJ stand and handed Chat a mic.
"What song?" Nino whispered to Chat Blanc and he told him with a confident smirk.
"Alright." Nino hopped back up onto the DJ stand. "Flip a coin to see who goes first."
"Chat Blanc can go first. I don't mind. I'm sure he's no competition." Luka glared at him and crossed his arms.
"Oh I got this in the bag." Chat winked at him and walked to the middle of the stage, while Luka shook his head and scoffed.
Chat placed the mic in the microphone stand.
Marinette ran up to the stage and handed him an electric Fender guitar. "You got this, Kitty." She smiled up at him and he blew a kiss at her.
"Thanks, bugaboo." Chat winked at her and put the guitar pick in his mouth and walked over to plug it into the amp on stage.
"First up! Chat Blanc with a cover of Dead by Buckcherry!" Nino called out and signaled for him to start.
Chat began to play the song on guitar. He leaned into it and began to shake his head to the beat and rock to it.
"When I was a young gun. I could live without the laws. I made my mess. I could live without you all…" Chat kept strumming the song out and moving his feet to the beat.
Marinette danced at the bottom of the stage with Alya and they giggled. She pumped her fists to the air and arched her back and let out a scream.
"Talking down to me… and our generation! Is this what you want to be?! A contradiction!" Chat belted out the words and broke away from the mic to play the guitar solo. He slid to his knees and leaned back throwing his air back and forth, while playing.
"My God, Girl!" Alya screamed in Marinette's ear.
"I know… right?" Marinette blushed and screamed out at her fiance.
I don't think that I suffered
I don't think I've learned at all
I get right back up and then I take another fall
Chat let the guitar ring out, walked back to the mic, and softly spoke the lyrics, gripping the mic in his hands.
He laid his hands back on his guitar and began playing again.
Oh yeah
We are dead
I am dead
Oh yeah
Dead
My generation's dead
Marinette and Alya kept pumping their fists to the air with the rest of the club.
Chat began to play an in depth guitar solo again, before ending the song. He ripped the mic from the stand.
He looked directly at Luka with a dark smirk, through his drenched blonde hair and spoke into the mic, "Suck it!"
Luka rolled his eyes and pushed him out of the way. "I got this." He coaxed the crowd up by rolling his hand in the air above his head and the crowd screamed, while Marinette threw her thumbs down at him.
Luka caught her eyes and winked at her. Her heart fell and she immediately hid inside herself.
Chat passed him the guitar and Luka threw it over his head and onto his shoulders. Chat walked off to the side of the stage.
Luka ran a hand through his hair, slicked it back, gripped the mic and began to sing the start of Black Dog by Led Zeppelin."Hey, hey mama said the way you move. Gonna make you sweat, gonna make you move!" He started playing the guitar and rocking his feet to the beat.
Marinette and Alya's eyes went wide when they heard his voice and it's range.
"He might have a run for his money." Alya leaned over to Marinette and she couldn't even respond. She was too blown away.
He strummed down hard and gripped the mic again. "Ah ah child way ya shake that thing… Gonna make you burn, gonna make you sting…" He began to play again, rocking out, before he gripped the mic again. "Hey, hey baby when you walk that way. Watch your honey drip, I can't keep away." He winked and reached out at the crowd, tapping his foot.
Luka took up the guitar again and walked around the stage playing the guitar riff. He got up into Chat's face and played, rocking from one foot to the other, winked, and walked away from a very annoyed Chat Blanc.
He walked up to the mic and began singing again. "Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" Luka began clapping to the beat and the crowd matched him, before his skilled fingers went back to the guitar.
"Need a woman gonna hold my hand. Won't tell me no lies, make me a happy man…" Luka belted into the mic and strummed on the guitar.
"Ah... ah, ah... ah, ah, ah, ah... ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah…." Luka stepped away from the mic and leaned back on his feet to play the guitar solo. He walked around the stage and leaned into Chat Blanc. Chat backed up with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face.
Luka slid on his knees across the stage and leaned back, pumping his chest into the air, while he played the song to an end.
He stood up, bowed, and smirked over his shoulder at Chat.
He walked over to Chat with sweat covering his brow and ran a hand through his hair. "Take that, Chat Blanc. I believe I just handed you your ass."
"Whatever, man." Chat scoffed and rolled his eyes at him.
"We're gonna go by how loud… you guys can get!" Nino called out to the crowd with his hand in the air. "When I say their names… one at a time… I want you to scream… as loud as you can for the one you think did the best! Got it?!"
"HELL YEAH!" The crowd rang out with their fists to the air.
"First up! Chat Blanc!" Nino called out and the crowd went crazy.
Marinette screamed, as loud as, she could and Alya followed along with her. Chat looked over at his screaming fiance and blew her another kiss with a wink.
"Alright, alright, alright! NOW! Luka!" Nino bounced his hand to quiet them, called out Luka's name, and the crowd got even louder.
Marinette scoffed and crossed her arms and Alya shook her head.
"Seems like a clear winner has been reached! The winner of tonight's battle! Luka!" Nino called out and turned up the music in the club.
Luka walked up to Chat and got in his space. "How does it feel to lose?"
"I'll beat you next time." Chat Blanc glared and leaned into him.
Luka scoffed and started to walk away. "Sure you will. But until then? You'll be crawling on your knees to me, kitty. Don't you forget that."
Chat's face fell and his arms fell to his sides, limply. "What's that supposed to mean?"
Marinette and Alya ran up onto to stage and Marinette wrapped her arms around his neck. "That was amazing!"
"Thanks, Bugaboo." He watched Luka from the corner of his eyes, before he brought all of his attention to his fiance with a smile.
Songs:
Dead by Buckcherry
Black Dog by Led Zeppelin
