A/N: Getting closer to the plot of Little Red Riding Bug! It'll probably happen next chapter to be honest and then I have to work on what happens after.
Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter!
Till next time,
D.L.D
Marinette sighed as she flopped down on her bed. The day had been tiring and she hadn't even gotten a chance to read the note she got from the knothole that morning.
By now the sun had set and the moon and stars had come out onto the dark blue canvas that was the sky. A few crickets chirped in the otherwise silent night air and everything was calm and comforting after the long excruciating day.
Just as Marinette was about to open the note, she heard a small tap at her window.
She tilted her head to the side as she wondered who it could be. She heard another tap. She'd better go and see.
Sighing as she put down the note, Marinette walked over to her window and opened it. Tikki climbed in, quickly closing it behind her and drawing the curtains.
"Tikki?" Marinette looked at the kwami in confusion, "What are you doing here?"
"I just came for a visit," She smiled, "And some treats!"
"Of course," The bluenette chuckled, "I'll go get some."
Tikki hummed in appreciation as the teen went to get some cookies for her. Once the teen had left she let her thoughts wonder, taking her to some of the things in the girl's room. This wasn't the first time Tikki had been in Marinette's room, in fact she'd been there quite frequently, so she knew when things were out of place.
Her blue eyes immediately went to the folded paper Marinette had placed at her desk. Knowing all too well that Marinette loved to design, Tikki went over to it excited to see her friend's latest creation. She unfolded the note and gasped as she noticed it wasn't a design.
The kwami scanned the note for a little longer before placing it back, acting as if she didn't see anything. Marinette soon came up, holding a tray full of cookies.
"Luckily there were some left over," She smiled, "You can take some home too Tikki."
"Thank you," The kwami smiled before creating the right amount of money, "Here. I'd feel bad if I didn't."
Marinette blushed as the kwami handed her the coins, "No Tikki. You don't need to-"
"It's fine, Marinette," She smiled, "I can make a lot more. Now, what have I missed? Is Mrs Cesaire still making those delicious pies?"
"She has," Marinette giggled at the kwami, "But a lot has actually changed, surprisingly."
"Oh, do tell!" Tikki smiled, "We need a bit of gossip back at the cottage anyway."
With that the two females began to converse, enjoying the blissful night.
...0o0...
Months passed and the seasons came and went, soon the two had become extremely close friends. They had stopped exchanging notes and Marinette often passed through the woods, sneaking a macaroon or croissant for her friend.
They often shared their secrets and dreams with each other, often having similar interests. They learnt each other's favorite things and pet peeves and often spent most clear days in each other's company. But like all good things, there was always an obstacle and that obstacle often appeared many times...
...0o0...
Marinette was just about to turn up the path, when Nathaniel Kutzberg stopped her. Nathaniel was the son of the local huntsman, who often shot deer and other animals in the woods. Adrien had told her about the many times he'd nearly gotten killed by his bullets.
"You do know that you're taking a dangerous route, right?" Nathaniel raised a brow at her, "Something terrible lives in those woods."
"I'll be fine," Marinette brushed it to the side, "I survived these woods when I was ten, I'll survive them now."
"Marinette, this isn't some sort of adventure or myth," Nathaniel spoke, "Those woods are actually dangerous."
"I told you Nathaniel, I'll be fine," A shade of red had crawled up her cheeks.
She hated it when people thought she couldn't take care of herself. She was used to danger and doing things by herself. She didn't need anyone protecting her, she knew what she was doing.
"Marinette-"
"Look, it's sweet that you're worried about me, but I'll be fine," Marinette interjected, "Ask Alya, I take this path every day and come out fine."
"But what if you don't this time?" Nathanile asked.
"Nathaniel..." The bluenette growled.
"At least let me accompany you," He begged, "I'd feel better about you taking that path if I were there."
"I'll just take the other path," Marinette growled as she turned towards it, "Thank you for the concern Nathaniel, but next time just leave my problems to me."
She then stomped down the path towards the other side of town.
...0o0...
"Let me guess, Nathaniel?" Adrien asked as he spotted Marinette approach.
"How did you know?" She raised a brow.
"Lucky guess," The blonde shrugged, "Did you walk all the way round?"
"No, I just tricked him," Marinette giggled at the memory, "Here you go."
She passed him a pain au chocolat.
"My favorite!" His green eyes lit up.
"It's getting harder to sneak these you know," She laughed as he marveled over the pastry.
"That's what makes it even more special," He teased, making her blush.
"Not funny," She pouted as she tried to hide her blush.
Adrien just laughed, she always had the same reaction.
"About your curse," Marinette trailed off, "I think I know how to break it."
"You really think so?" The blonde raised a brow.
"Well I said I think," She giggled, "But probably. I can give it a try tomorrow, if Nathaniel doesn't pop up again."
"Promise?" He asked.
"Promise," The bluenette smiled back.
