I DON'T OWN THE SHOW!
*They're all 20/21*
Alya pulls out her phone and texts Adrien.
Alya: Your princess is drunk out of her mind. Come get her prince charming
Buttercup: She's what!? Where are you!?
Alya: She's stressed with work so I took her out to a club
Buttercup: ALYA!
Alya puts her phone away and looks over at Marinette.
"Your bae is coming," she laughs.
"Yay!", Marinette squeals. She gets herself another drink and waits. After a few minutes, she pulls out her phone and presses the contact labelled 'Minou'.
"Hey, baby," Marinette giggles with her phone to her ear.
"Mari? How much did you drink?", Adrien asks her through the phone, frowning.
"Only 1 or 2 drinks," she pouts.
"Mari," Adrien scolds.
"That doesn't matter. When are you gonna get here?", she slurs.
"I'll be there in a minute. I'm just parking the car. Can you hand the phone to Alya?", Adrien asks.
"Kay kay!" She hands the phone over to Alya.
"Hey buttercup," Alya teases.
"How much did you let her drink?", Adrien yells through the phone.
"Calm down! She just had her fifth," Alya says.
"ALYA!" Adrien rushes out of the car into the club. He snatches Mari's drink away from her.
"Adrien!", she exclaims, pouncing onto him.
"Hi baby," he whispers, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.
"I missed you," she pouts.
"I missed you too princess," Adrien laughs. He looks over at Alya who's taking pictures of them and glares at her. Marinette takes her drink back and chugs it.
"Mari!", Adrien scolds her.
"C'mon! Let's dance!", she giggles, pulling him towards the dance floor. She wraps her arms around his neck and he grabs onto her hips.
"Why you so gwumpy?", Marinette asks.
"Because you had way too much to drink and there are so many dirty perverts in here," Adrien says.
"I can protect myself! I'm La-", Marinette starts, being cut off with Adrien covering up her mouth.
"Yeah, you could, when you aren't drunk," he tells her.
"Meanie," she pouts.
"If I take you home and #$ *&# you will I not be?", he asks, trying to get her home.
"Yeah! Let's go!", she says, pulling him over to Alya so she could grab her purse.
"Can you drive yourself home?", Adrien asks her.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I only had one," Alya shrugs, getting up.
"Okay. See you tomorrow?", Adrien asks.
"Sure." The three walk out, Adrien and Mari going one way and Alya going the other. Adrien helps a wobbly Marinette into the car and whispers something in her ear causing her to blush. She bites her lip and nods her head.
"Good."
Next Update: Timor
Kittykat out!