A/N: Based off a prompt I saw on the Miraculous Fanworks discord server.

Practice Makes Perfect

Gabriel Agreste, fashion designer extraordinaire, was sure he'd heard Adrien swear a moment ago, but that would be impossible. He'd made sure his son was as perfect as he could be and swearing was something an Agreste just did not do. At least not where anyone could hear you.

"Stupid shoes. Who designed these things!"

Well, now that just would not do. Adrien was a model for the Gabriel brand, for heaven's sake. It wasn't his place to criticize the clothes he displayed. Picking up his pace, Gabriel arrived at his son's room. What greeted him was unexpected. Adrien was walking in a pair of pumps.

"What are you doing?"

Adrien jumped at the cold question from his father, but then he straightened up and replied. "Practicing."

"Practicing? Whatever for?"

"Well, you never know when an outfit will have a bit of a heel. And some of those avant garde outfits are very …"

"...strange?"

"That's one way to put it. Plus I hear girls complaining about how the shoes hurt their feet all the time, so I figured why not?"

"What brought this on?"

"You know that akuma we had the other day that turned everyone into carbon copies of herself, Reflekta?"

"Yes."

"Yeah, well, I got hit by her beam. It was embarrassing tripping over my feet."

"I see."

Adrien started walking around the room again, but nearly turned his ankle. "Damn!"

"Try balancing on the balls of your feet instead of the heel."

Adrien tried it. "Like this?"

Looking with a critical eye, Gabriel studied his son's walk. "Not bad, but maybe like this?" He demonstrated what he meant.

Adrien tried again, and it seemed to go a little better. "You know something, Father? This reminds me of playing in Mother's clothes when I was little. I loved how she smiled when I played dress up."

Gabriel actually smiled at the memory. "She loved being silly with us as a family." It was so rare for him to smile any more, but perhaps…

Adrien sighed as his father walked out of his room, but was surprised when he came back a few minutes later - with another pair of his mother's high heeled shoes and some knee-high nylon stockings.

"Take those off for a minute. They'll work better with these." He handed Adrien a pair, and took one for himself before sitting down and putting them on. Soon enough, the two men were both walking around in Emilie's shoes.

They didn't know how long they'd been at it when they heard the surprised voice of one Nathalie Sancoeur. "What, in the name of all that's holy, are you two dong?" she asked.

Looking at each other for a moment, the two Agrestes smiled before turning to the executive assistant and saying (at the same time), "Practicing."