The Rebellion of Adrien Agreste

by Rose Thorne

Disclaimer: Don't own Miraculous Ladybug or make any money writing fanfiction.

Chapter Nine

Huddled around the computer, the three of them considered what to post alongside the pictures, 'chaperoned' once again by Penny. Jagged had wandered off, muttering to himself about stupid parents.

They eventually decided on posting a lovely cropped image of Adrien and Luka feeding each other bites of ice cream with the caption "Wish I'd been allowed to do this before. I'm not permitted to go out with friends much. :( But I can't think of anyone else I'd want to share soulmate ice with."

"You should send a link to that to Nadja Chamack, to get her on it if she isn't already," Penny noted.

Adrien took a moment to google his name and laughed. "Yeah, not all that necessary, though she could 'leak' some of the other images?"

Marinette's fingers flew over her screen, and when she finished she immediately got a responding text.

"She wants to know what made you go public."

Luka got an evil grin. "His father wanted to force him to date his teenage muse."

Marinette glanced at Adrien, who considered for a moment before nodding. "Definitely. Said it would be 'good for the brand.' Put that in quotation marks."

There was no immediate after the text was sent, so they went back to focusing on social media.

adrienagrestebrand: tbh I wish I wasn't forced to model so much. I'd like to play with Kitty Section more. I'm the keyboardist but I don't get to play much.

adrienagrestebrand: Also I hate missing school for photo shoots, and I wish I could hang out with my friends more.

Then Adrien got the idea to remotely check his text messages. The ones from his father were demands he return control of the social media accounts and return home. The last one had come around the time they'd gotten ice cream.

Meanwhile, Lila's texts were very interesting, about half an hour apart.

Lila: How dare you call me a lying cow!

Lila: You can stop pretending you have a choice, Adrien.

Lila: If you come back now, I'll try to remember you're my 'friend.'

Lila: You ditched me for some wharf-rat boy?!

Lila: Also those clothes are hideous.

Lila: I won't honor our agreement.

Lila: wtf did you do to your hair! I won't be seen with you!

Lila: Marinette is fair game. It won't just be expulsion this time.

Lila: I warned you.

Both Luka and Adrien turned to Marinette, whose fists were clenched on her knees. Her face was pale, and she was shaking slightly. Wordlessly, the two of them pulled her close, until she was snuggled between them, her face flushed.

"What was she talking about, agreement?" Marinette finally asked.

Adrien launched into the story, how he had confronted her at the photo shoot and implied he'd make being a model difficult if she didn't fix it.

Marinette's eyes were wide and surprised when he finished. "I… I didn't realize you were behind that."

"I had to do something. It just wasn't enough." Adrien took her phone from where it sat on the desk, and snapped a picture of the texts from Lila. "Text it to Nadja."

"And to Kagami," Luka added.

Marinette did, clarifying in the text to Nadja Chamack that it was Lila Rossi, the Italian ambassador's daughter and Gabriel Agreste's new muse, then bit her lip. "Should I send it to Alya, too?"

The two boys nodded in unison. "And Nino," Adrien added. "Maybe the entire class, even. Can you email it to M. Damocles and Mme. Bustier, too? Maybe Mme. Mendeleiev, too?"

They watched as Marinette's fingers flew, texting the pic with the claim Adrien sent it to her, then accessing the school website and emailing the two teachers and the principal.

Penny got their attention, leaning around them to screencap the text messages. "I'm going to send this to Jagged's legal counsel, too. Especially if she's threatening Marinette… she's his preferred designer, and thus a freelance employee. We're obligated to protect her legally, and we intend to go after her for the claim about the kitten and song, anyway…"

Marinette stared, open-mouthed, at that, then her face turned bright red and she launched herself into Penny's arms. The sound of Marinette's phone alerting to text messages faded into the background as they focused on her.

Penny, for her part, looked frozen as Marinette almost sobbed against her, and Jagged happened to come in at the same time.

He rushed over, going to one knee beside her. "Hey, hey now. Marinette, are you okay? What's wrong?"

Penny gestured to the computer. "I explained we're providing legal protection based on Lila Rossi's threats against her. She was… overwhelmed, I guess?"

Luka shook his head. "No… I think she's been more stressed about Lila than she's been showing. I… I tend to do the same thing. She's been putting on a front of being okay, but she hasn't been."

Adrien stood, pulling Luka with him as he went to Marinette. "Mari, I'm so sorry. I should've been better. I should've noticed."

After a few seconds, she pulled away from Penny with a soft apology, her face red, her cheeks wet. "No. I was hiding it. You wouldn't have known. Don't blame yourself."

Luka put a hand on her shoulder. "Marinette… I do the same thing, and I know I need to work on that." He grimaced a bit at the admission. "But… your feelings matter. You don't have to hide them, not from us, and not from anyone."

Jagged's face had turned stonier than Adrien had ever seen. "Tell the lawyers to draw up a restraining order. For me, and also for Marinette. We'll see what the school decides to do—but Marinette doesn't have to change classes. Tell the lawyer that's the stand."

Penny slid into the seat vacated by Adrien and got to work.

Jagged's expression softened as he turned back to the three of them. "Let's order some dinner and those manicures, eh? Marinette, call your parents and let them know you're staying for dinner with me, at least."

"And maybe… tell them about the text message?" Adrien said. "So they know. And tell them what Jagged's doing. They're so amazing; I know they'll support you."

Marinette frowned. "I just… don't want them to worry."

"I think they've probably been worried since you were expelled the once," Luka pointed out.

That got a sigh. "Yeah, I guess." She grabbed her phone and moved toward the kitchenette.

Jagged pointed out the menu to them. "Have Marinette let Penny know what she wants. Penny knows my usual."

While they were looking over the menu, Luka's phone rang. "Juleka's calling…"

He answered, and his face went blank as he listened.

"I understand. My guitar's there—didn't bring it with, unfortunately. Take it to school tomorrow for Adrien to grab?" He was quiet for a moment longer. "I'll find a place to spend the night. It'll be fine. Thanks, Jules."

Luka let out a tired sigh when he hung up the phone.

"You can't go home?" Adrien asked, concerned. He suddenly realized he was in a similar position—how could he go home and get back out for school. "I guess I can't tonight either, actually."

"The news is staking out the boat. Guess they figured out who I am, too." Luka shrugged. "It was bound to happen—we just need to get our stories straight before we meet the press."

Jagged broke in. "Oi, you're staying here. The suite has an extra room. Big bed. You can share. Your pops will have a meltdown, but that's half the point."

Adrien stayed out late regularly as Chat Noir, but his father barely paid attention to him usually. Right now, with a very loud and obvious rebellion, he was probably giving a lot of attention to the empty mansion.

"Serves him right," Adrien muttered.

Marinette made her way back over. "I'll have to find a way to sneak home. Maman said Nadja is staked out outside the bakery, waiting for me to come home. She thinks I have a scoop, since I texted her. And I guess I do, but not one I'm sharing yet."

Jagged let out an explosive sigh. "Ugh, the paparazzi doing its thing, I guess. Penny and I'll take you home after we eat. Say you've been helping me plan my next album."

"But when we release the video you're making, they'll know I know more."

"Eh, but then you'll have your stories straight. It won't happen for a couple hours yet, probably after you leave. Pick something to eat and call the other girl, network and plan. You lot are good at it. After dinner we'll all get manicures and I'll get you home."

It sounded strangely reasonable for Jagged, but Marinette seemed to take it in stride, like she was used to his changing moods. After some conversation, they decided on a variety of items from the menu to share. Once Penny had called in the dinner order, they sent a video chat request to Kagami.

She answered promptly, smiling when she saw them. "I have been monitoring your Instagram and the news being released. You're still at the hotel?"

Adrien nodded. "The press has Luka's place covered, so he's staying here, and I am too for obvious reasons. Since Marinette texted Nadja Chamack, the bakery is also being staked out. Jagged's going to escort her home after we eat and get our nails done."

"It's too bad you had to go home," Marinette broke in. "It'd be fun to have our nails done together."

"I would very much like to do that in the future," Kagami responded. "And I will impress upon my mother your situation with that Lila girl and her threats, so that I may have some free time to ensure you are properly protected."

Marinette flushed. "I appreciate that. From the texts I've gotten since sending it to my classmates, most of them believe me now. We also sent that image to two of my teachers and the principal."

Jagged broke in here. "And I've got my lawyers drawing up a restraining order, so the legal end is covered."

Kagami nodded. "Very efficient. This girl, however, may decide to do worse, perhaps going after Marinette physically. I absolutely intend to defend you, as I hope Adrien will in my absence—though it will be difficult for him to do so if you use the school bathroom."

"Good point," Adrien said. "I'll use Marinette's phone to arrange a girl squad to escort her if that's needed. Last time Lila got her alone, she claimed Marinette pushed her down the stairs."

Anger passed over Kagami's face. "Marinette is to be protected, at all times. We need to decide who will escort her to and from school, as well. Perhaps someone not bombarded by the media."

"Yeah, so not me, or Adrien," Luka said with a sigh. "Sorry, Marinette."

"I guess I need to go harass the school anyway. Ugh, haven't gotten up at an ungodly hour like that in ages, though," Jagged groused. "But if Adrien's going tomorrow, I guess it'll be easy enough. Uncle Jagged can make some sacrifices."

"We also need to plan for a united front to the media," Luka said. "We can chat through dinner, and plan at least for tomorrow."

"Acceptable. My mother has already retired as well, so I will not be interrupted."

They settled in to plot.

Three updates in three days? It's the beginning of a break, but this won't be common. This chapter is a bit longer than the others.

I know this is set after Ladybug. Beyond that I haven't decided. It is likely before Miracle Queen. But meh beyond that it's AU so who cares?

Apparently homophobe anon thinks I care what they think of my writing. Sweetie, I don't, and your pathetic whining won't ever show up in my reviews for others to see. Go back to your dumpster fire.