Hey guys! SOOO SORRY I didn't post in a veeery LONG time. Finals happened to me. Aaand I think I failed the last test of 2017. *crying in French so Chat and Ladybug can come and comfort me*
Sadly, after finals, I needed to do Christmas shopping. And you know how tough malls are this time of the year. Ugh. So yeah, for Christmas, our fam took a trip and so I wrote this in the plane. Hope you enjoy!
oh, and MERRY CHRISTMAS!:D
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A Miraculous Halloween
Chapter 6: Love Life Problems
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After that day, Marinette never looked at ice cream the same again.
Before that "not-really-a-date-but-whatever" with Adrien, to Marinette, ice cream was just a sweet and yummy treat people use to make themselves happy and satisfied with themselves, or just a tool to cool off on hot and tiring days.
Now though, she looks at ice cream as if it was some sort of sign that she and Adrien were meant to be. Otherwise, she saw it as sweet as Adrien Agreste himself.
She spent the first half of that schoolless day reminiscing about the wonderful dream day she had with Adrien the day before. Oh, how cute he was taking a bite of the ice cream on his spoon…
He even offered to pay the bill for her! What a gentleman!
He was so perfectly perfect during those little moments…
Marinette then gave herself a firm and congratulatory pat on the back. She remembered that she had used that day's opportunity to make conversation with the guy of her dreams.
She was talking so naturally yesterday, as if her and Adrien were best friends. They were playfully chatting and toying with their ice creams.
But she immediately straightened and blushed profusely although no one (except Tikki) was in her room, for she had remembered a particular event.
She very clearly remembered her asking of Adrien if he wanted to try her chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream.
He then joyfully agreed, while Marinette scooped up a big portion from her ice cream with her spoon and shyly fed it to her crush.
After that, Adrien probably did the same to Marinette with his cheese-flavored ice cream. And the cycle probably continued.
Oh crap.
She remembered Alya, her BFF. Alya, the reporter of the famously known Ladyblog, in where she's always determined to get the scoop.
For sure Alya would notice something very peculiar about her and Adrien during the Halloween dance, at the very least. She always does.
Who can blame her? She's a reporter after all.
Oh well, might as well get it over with.
She decided to just admit the occurrence to her best friend over the phone. That way, she wouldn't have to face the overly emo Alya expected to be bursting with happiness. Besides, she wouldn't have to be fearfully awaiting the day when she would have to admit it.
Sighing heavily, she carefully dialed Alya's number.
Alya picked up most probably two seconds after the phone started ringing.
"Heeeey girl! You still didn't tell me about the date with Adrien I arranged! You're welcome, by the way," Alya enthusiastically squealed in anticipating excitement for the story. Marinette could swear that Alya was the most active Adrienette shipper in the whole of the world.
'Here goes nothing…' Marinette sighed softly, carefully orchestrating the words she should say inside her head.
Quietly (so Tikki wouldn't wake from her current slumber), she tried to illustrate the event as detailed as she can.
When it came to the ice cream-feeding part, she heavily breathed out, knowing that she did have tell Alya about this eventually.
Reluctantly, she went and explained what had happened between Adrien, her, and ice cream.
Alya listened intently, but at the end of Marinette's narration, she screamed with extreme weirdness and happiness.
"OH MY GOSH MARI YOU DID WHAT?! YOU DO NOT KNOW HOW PROUD I AM OF YOU RIGHT NOW OMG OMG OMG! THIS IS SOLID PROOF THAT ADRIENETTE IS ACTUALLY REALLY A THING AAAAAAHHHHHH!" Alya seemed to be ecstatic on the other side of the line. Marinette was pretty sure she was jumping up and down and doing some kind of celebratory crazy dance, even though she couldn't see it.
"Okay girl, I said everything. There you go," Marinette grinned at the reaction she got. "Now uhmmm… I need to help my mom finish off the macaroons for a client. Bye!"
She heard a gibberish-like screamy answer, and she figured it was Alya's goodbye due to being unable to answer. Maybe she was STILL too happy.
She hung up, and lay her head on her two open palms, sighing dreamily.
"Huh, seems like someone is still thinking about the guy plastered all over her walls," Marinette heard a high voice say. It was Tikki, wide awake.
Marinette nearly jumped in surprise. "Oh Tikki! Awake already?"
"How could I stay asleep after you called that all-too-joyous Alya monster?"
Marinette giggled, "I guess you have a point there. Now enough distractions. I need to work on my costumes…"
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Adrien was still overflowing with happiness from the day before. It really was fun spending time with his newfound friend.
She was truly a real friend! So enthusiastic, and instead of seeing that stuttery, awkward side of Marinette, yesterday he saw the outgoing girl he saw with his classmates.
Not to mention now he noticed how she was cute, her freckles dotting her cheeks, her pigtails and bluebell eyes so similar to another person he knew so well…
Wait, he was not supposed to think like that! His only love is Ladybug, Bugaboo, His Lady. And sure, Mari did have similar hairstyles and eyes as Ladybug, but there surely are many others who have the same hairstyle, eyes, and build as the both of them… right?
He was so deep in thought he didn't notice that Plagg was done with his Camembert meal.
"Thinking about a certain freckled schoolgirl, I see…" Plagg teased.
"Yeah Plagg. I'm glad she's my very good friend," Adrien smiled innocently, ignoring what he knew Plagg meant.
"Though it is nice for me to know that Ladybug isn't the only girl you flirt with as Chat and Adrien."
Adrien blushed profusely, "Wh-wha-at? N-no! I don't fl-flirt with Mari! She just a fr-friend!"
"HAHA, BUSTED!" Plagg joyously exclaimed, pointing at his user. "The only other person that makes you tongue-tied is Ladybug!"
Adrien sighed exasperatedly, not having anything else to fire back at the eager kwami. "Go away, Plagg."
He then decided to take around the city to clear his head.
And yes, not as Adrien but as Chat Noir.
"Plagg, claws out," Adrien whispered as Plagg was sucked into his ring and he transformed.
Quietly, he leaped out of the window and scaled the rooftops of Paris's houses.
How relaxing it was to be Chat Noir for once. It's already been two weeks without an akuma attack. Sure, he was thankful for the rest he got from fighting, but he did miss the rush he felt while battling an akumatized person.
He did miss the rush he felt while battling alongside his Lady.
But his efforts to direct his mind to Ladybug was soon given way to thinking about Marinette.
'Oh no, even as Chat I have the same love life problems!' Adrien (now Chat) whined inside his head.
But 50% of his brain had an urge to go visit Marinette. The other 50% of his brain wanted to check on Ladybug, but sadly he didn't know her identity or whereabouts so he had to settle for Marinette.
But it wasn't really a bad thing. Yesterday, he saw the amazingly charming and friendly non-stuttering side of Marinette, his princess.
Hm. Princess. He liked it.
He saw the Dupain-Cheng bakery and stopped in front of the establishment. He went into an alleyway, made sure no one was looking, and then detransformed quietly.
"Plagg, claws out," Adrien whispered. "Come on, get into my pocket, I'll buy you a pastry related to cheese or something like that."
Plagg did so obediently, for he wanted to eat a cheese something.
Adrien then walked to the bakery entrance and opened the door. He saw Marinette's parents and greeted them with an extra charming and extra polite smile.
"Afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. Dupain-Cheng!" he tried to sound as perky as he was on the inside.
"Adrien!" Tom, Mari's dad, grinned widely at the boy.
Sabine, Marinette's mother, daintily gave a light giggle. "Hello Adrien! How are you?"
"I'm fine, thanks very much!"
Marinette's parents knew him for being one of the guys helping organize Marinette's birthday party, in where her grandmother got akumatized and turned into Befana.
And of course, there was the additional fact that he was the model of his father's famous fashion brand.
"Marinette sweetie! Adrien is here to see you!" Sabine called out.
Adrien held out both his hands, shaking his head. "No no Mrs. Dupain-Cheng, I don't mean to disturb her with whatever she's doing! She probably needs to do her costumes! I can't interrupt!"
"Nonsense son. Certainly she's going to be delighted to see you," Tom smiled, "She always is."
"Ad-Adrien?" Marinette was on the stairs, blushing madly, but having a huge beam on her face. "Uh… hi?"
"Hey Marinette!" Adrien graciously grinned at the friendly girl who, unfortunately, seemed to return to her stutteriness.
He looked at the breads and sweets. Hm, the caramel chocolate macaroon looked delicious. And as for Plagg, there was a cheese roll.
"I'll have a cheese roll and a caramel chocolate macaroon," Adrien ordered.
"Really? Strange," Tom smirked mischievously. "That's Marinette's favorite too."
Marinette turned a shade deeper red as soon as she understood what her dad meant. "What exactly are you implying, dad?" She glared at her father.
"Tom, stop," Sabine laughed lightheartedly. "You're embarrassing both of them!"
The Dupain-Cheng family and Adrien chatted for a long time about their lives, for about 30 minutes.
"Oh, you're Chinese right?" Adrien asked Sabine. He then conversed with Sabine in Chinese, much to Marinette and Tom's confusion.
Sabine seemed very delighted that finally she found someone in Paris able to speak Chinese.
Soon, it was time for Adrien to leave. If he went any longer, Natalie would probably be panicking, looking for him.
When he left, Marinette and her parents were left alone in the bakery.
"Ya know Marinette," Tom snickered playfully, "Adrien's a nice boy. If you do get to marry him, I give you my ultimate blessing."
"DAD!" Marinette screamed, embarrassed.
"Wait! Sabine didn't say anything yet," Tom looked at Sabine.
"HE CAN SPEAK CHINESE!" Sabine squealed happily. "MARRY HIM ALL YOU WANT DARLING, AND I'LL BE HAPPY."
Marinette facepalmed, her face a deep scarlet from all that happened. She had to get back up to do her work.
She stomped up the stairs, giving up on her parents.
When it was just Mari's parents left, they smiled to themselves.
"Is it weird that I ship Adrienette?" Tom grinned. He was introduced the ship name ever since Alya had told everyone (except Adrien and Mari) during Mari's birthday party.
"No, Tom," Sabine answered. "Not at all."
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Tysm guys! I promise to post a new one just before the year ends. Next chapter there will be an akuma attack. Yay!
Please leave a follow, fave or review if you liked the story! I sure hoped you did, because I took 3 hours of plane-sleep deprivation to do this. Bye for now! And MERRY CHRISTMAS GUYS! LOVE Y'ALL!
P.S. No, Alya is not the most active Adrienette shipper. I think I am. Write in the comments if you think you are! ;)