Pen Pals

Sam's Family is rich, she must have met Adrien at least once. (I also want them to be pen-pals). I Also can see her ranting to Danny about how terrible Adrien's father is for being neglectful, and really wants to chew him out, but does not for Adrien's sake.

She was ten when they started the pen pal project.

They were told to pick a paper from the hat. O. The paper, was a name. That would be their pen pal for the year.

Three different schools (in London, France, and Italy as well as five different home schooled students) had volunteered to participate in order to help their students better their English.

Sam was having mixed feelings on the project. She could meet her next best friend, or they would stop talking after the first few letters, or they would be absolutely unbearable or or or….

She had never done anything like this before and would be lying if she said she wasn't nervous.

Sam knew she wasn't like most girls. She loved heavy boots and bats. She loved mud and video games. She preferred tarantulas over kittens (unless they were black.) She swooned over Frankenstein and cheered on Chucky. Sam Manson bloomed beautifully in the dark.

So while the other girls tittered away about meeting foreign princes and other such nonsense. Sam pondered over what to do if her new pen pal turned out to be absolutely horrible.

Her friends called her pessimistic, but she always preferred looking on the more realistically side of things. Sometimes life sucked and you get hurt and you can't do anything about it.

(Ok, maybe she was being slightly pessimistic.)

The class quieted in anticipation as the hat was passed around. Some students frowned at the names, obviously not sounded like what they had imagined. When it came to her turn, she eyed it suspiciously and pulled out a paper.

~Adrien Agreste~

~Paris, France~

~Male, 11 yrs, home schooled~

She regarded the slip of paper for a moment. He was home schooled AND lived in Paris? Maybe it wouldn't be so boring. And the name sounded familiar to her.

So she wrote her first letter. Her name, her age, her grade, her likes, and her dislikes. Then she asked him to write a little about himself.

She only did one thing different from what was required. She wrote an extra paragraph.

~Listen, I'm not really used to this. And everything I just wrote sounded so robotic and dull. So I'll get if you don't want to write back after the first five letters. Or who knows, maybe we could be friends. Or not. I'm down with whatever.~

She looked over it twice, making sure there were no errors before folding it up and slipping it into the envelope.

It was a week and a half before she got the first response.

In all honesty, she had forgotten about. It wasn't until the teacher passed out the new envelopes that she remembered what all she wrote.

Looking back on it now, she wondered how she could ever be so nervous opening an envelope. Cause he was one of the biggest dorks she's ever know!

Even in letter form, he sort of babbled. Sam remembers laughing several times out loud in the class. He wrote the same things she had written, but she could tell he was more of a preppy person. Then he asked some questions of his own.

Sam readily wrote back and sent it off that day. Thus their correspondence began.

The letters started to get longer and more personal after about five months in, after Sam had ranted for one long page on her parents and the way they tried to force her to bend to their will. That was also also around the time Sam remember where she heard the name Agreste and Adrien told her about his father.

She had met him once! A year before the pen pal project, her family had gone on a trip to France for a big rich person benefit. There she had met a shy blonde boy with big green eyes. She had talked with him for all of two minutes before a bratty blonde stole him away and she had to go home. After writing him that bit of information, he admitted that he remembered her too. (The bitter black haired girl with rare purple eyes who had glared at everything till he started talking to her.)

After that they exchanged emails and were able to talk more. Sam was his small support system. She understood his situation to a certain extent. At least her parents were actually around (probably too much) rather than holing themselves up in an office. She wasn't trying to date him like Chloe or be anything other than a good friend.

And Adrien was Sam's other pair of ears. Danny and Tucker were always willing to listen to her rants and go along with her schemes. But they didn't know she was rich and probably took the situation too lightly sometimes. Adrien was there for her to listen and rant and scream at, before he calmed her down and made her look on the more rational side of things.

It was when he turned fourteen, and she was about to star high school that she managed to persuade him to stand up for himself.

Sam had seen how much he had wanted to go to public school. And also knew just how much Mr. Agreste opposed the idea. So she urged him to rebel. It was her idea that he just go to school and not tell his father.

Four days later she got an email thanking her and Adrien telling all about how horrible his first day had been and how amazing his second was and how he managed a compromise with his father to let him continue going to school.

Then two days after that he was telling her about how he probably wasn't going to have a party for his birthday cause Mr. Agreste said no.

Sam had found herself ranting to Danny one day about it.

"-Adrien already does so much just to make his father happy and what does that bastard do? Refuses a party for his only son's BIRTHDAY! Sometimes I wish I lived in Paris if only so I can waltz into his office and chew him out for a good hour!" She strangled the air in front of her before collapsing on Danny's bed.

"Aren't you going to Paris in a month for that big benefit? Why don't you just go ahead and do it then?" Danny asked as he pushed his seat away from the desk and rolled next to her.

Sam sighed and rubbed her head, "As much as I would love too, I can't do that to Adrien. His life would only get more horrible. And he really does love his father. He wouldn't want his pen pal who he's only met once in the four and a half years of correspondence to go yelling at his only family."

Danny had only agreed with her and the subject didn't come back up.

Sam didn't end up getting to go to Paris though. Pariah Dark chose that time to take over Amity Park and they missed their flight.

Then she had to explain to Adrien why she couldn't meet thanks to ghosts. He had taken the news pretty well and said Paris had been overrun by an army of mind controlled knights so the benefit had been called off anyways.

A good time later and Danny found himself in New York thanks to a ghost hunting convention. While wandering the sky as Phantom, he had run into three other people; a dragon, a ninja, and a boy in a leather catsuit.

It was the last day of the trip (after a big battle that resulted in him gaining three new friends) that identities were revealed and he nearly died of laughter. Adrien was confused when Danny's parting words had been:

"See you later dude. You know, if Sam doesn't kill you from across the ocean first for not telling her."

It made sense later when he got a long, lengthy rant email from his American pen pal yelling at him for not telling her that he was Chat Noir.

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