"Sir, I would be breaking multiple health code violations, I-I-I cannot make what you asked for."

The coffee shop's hustle and bustle slowly quietened; the tense situation building at the front counter drew everyone's attention.

Adrien's eyes gazed lazily past the barista's face and drilled into their soul.

"I want you to look me in the eye..." he held up a weak hand and pointed to above his cheek, "and say that to me... one... more... time..."

The sound of the barista swallowing their fear was so loud even the customers sitting on the other end of the Mc-offee could sense Adrien's intimidating presence.

"May I get my manager?" the barista barely whispered.

"Indubitably."

Marinette chuckled as she lent her wrist on the counter, trying to diffuse the situation with a cheery disposition.

"My apologies if this comes across as rude, I know I have caused you a lot of trouble," Marinette said with a smile, "but why isn't my order bagged?"

"Ma'am," the fear rising in the store clerks voice, "we cannot physically bag your order."

Marinette blinked at him a few times.

She turned her saddened gaze upon the two hundred and fifty-three cans of energy drinks.

"Is that so?"

Her eyes slowly closed, her expression not changing.

When they opened, they were looking directly into the store clerk. "What's the biggest bag you got?"

"Sir," the Manager of the Mc-offee pleaded, "Please leave our establishment... We beg of you!"

"Not until I get my 'Tall Grande Gooey Chocolate Chip Double Vanilla Bean Crispy Hazelnut - Full Whip No Foam - Dirty Chai Latte with 6 shots of Espresso and 5 pumps Caramel - Half Soy - Half Almond - Extra Whip with Sprinkles' coffee to go - Please."

"We can't keep living like this! The stress is too much," Alya sobbed. "They can't keep dancing around each other! They're gonna die of indigestion or heart failure someday and we're gonna be the ones to blame because we didn't do jack!"

Nino nodded, comforting Alya with a rub on the back, "There, there, I'm worried about them too."

"I just want them to stahhhp," Alya sobbed further, "I just need them to stahp."

"How about we intervene?" Nino suggested.

"Intervene?" Alya asked through her whines, "How?"

"Well, we could make them..." he said, pausing for effect, "call each other."

Alya gave him a quizzical look. Nino pulled out his phone, "Here, hand me your phone."

Taking Alya's phone, he went to the settings. After a few taps, he listed her number as a private number, then went to her contacts. Nino did the same to his phone, changing the number to a private number and opening his contacts. He then demonstrated his plan by calling Alya's phone.

The ID came up with "Private Number" and Alya finally understood what he was going to do.

Each took their phone and called their respective friend; Nino called Adrien, Alya called Marinette; all while under the setting of "Private number".

When the calls came through they held up the phones to each other, holding the phone's Microphones to the phone's speakers. Doing this, in effect, Nino and Alya made a third-party phone call while listening in on their conversation.

*Click*

*Click*

Adrien: "Hello?"

Marinette: "Hello?"

Adrien: "What do you want?"

Marinette: "What do you mean?"

Adrien: "I said, what do you want?"

Marinette: "I was going to ask you the same thing, who is calling me?"

*Brief silence*

Adrien: "Wait, who's this?"

Marinette: "What do you mean - "who is this?" - you called me."

Adrien: "What do you mean? You called me!"

Marinette: "No! You called me!"

Nino and Alya could barely contain their laughter as they listened into their conversation.

Adrien: "Fight me, Woman! You called me first!"

Marinette: "Excuse you! I picked up a phone call that said "Private Number", so you better start explaining who you are!"

Adrien: "I don't need to explain myself - because you called me! And you're the one with the "Private Number"! So you better start explaining yourself!"

Marinette: "You wanna go? Coz, I will beat you to a pulp!"

Adrien: "It will be my pleasure! I'll fight you any time of the day! But first, explain to me why you called me!"

Marinette: "I didn't call you!"

Adrien: "Yes you did! Yes you did!"

Marinette: "No I didn't! You called me!"

Adrien: "I'm starting to think this is a prank, come on, tell me who you are!"

Marinette: "My name is Marinette Dupain-Cheng! You better start explaining who you are, otherwise, I will reach through this phone and..."

Adrien: "Marinette!?"

Marinette: "Yeah, what do you want?!"

Adrien: "Marinette Dupain-Cheng?"

Marinette: "You're starting to get on my nerves, random caller, stop saying my name!"

Adrien: "It's Adrien!"

Marinette: "Adrien?"

Adrien: "Yeah!"

Marinette: "Adrien Agreste, why the heck are you calling me!?"

Adrien: "I didn't call... Actually, you know what, nevermind. Do you want to meet up somewhere in person so we can settle this without dragging this confusing conversation any longer?"

Marinette: "Sure, but, I'm gonna be asking a lot of questions to you."

Adrien: "Same here."

Marinette: *Defeated sigh* "I am wayyy too tired for this."

Adrien: "Heh, yeah, Mood."

Marinette: "How about the Cafe outside my place in twenty minutes?"

Adrien: "Yeah, about that... I think they have a restraining order on me."

Marinette: "Actually yeah, same here. Meet you at the park?"

Adrien: "Sure, see you then."

*Adrien ends the call*

*Marinette ends the call*

Nino and Alya sat there in pure bliss, proud of their noble actions.

"At least we got them to meet up." Nino picked up his phone and flopped back onto his bed. "I think we can rest easy now."

"Yeah, but could you imagine what the next development is going to be?" Alya huffed. "I don't wanna be around for that scene."

"Well, we can only wait." Nino stretched out and groaned as he cracked his back. "Hey, get a load of this... Apparently "The Author" - or so Adrien calls the All-Powerful being that controls his every thought and action - is going to be wasting his time thinking up ideas for the next "Chapter" and we'll have about a month before anything actually gets "written" in that "fic" of his."

"That's... actually really strange..." Alya said with a concerned face. "Marinette basically said the same thing to me the other day."

Nino laughed at her, "What?"

"She said there were people watching, no... reading her every action and thought." Alya looked at Nino with a very concerned face. "That's hecka creepy."

"Well, I guess we'll just find out what happens next..." Nino looks at you, the reader, "In the next Chapter."