Okay guys, this is gonna be hard.
I am not joking, I had shivers running down my spine while writing this, a friend who was with me in my room said I started crying and trembling at some point and I have absolutely no memory of typing that into my computer. I seriously was just led by my fear and imagination and had no idea it would come out this bad.
Well, Alya's currently being hold back from killing me while Adrien hides in one corner of the room, not capable of doing anything anymore. I think he's traumatized. Marinette tries to reason with Nino to not release Alya and thus set my fate to a horrible death.
Yeah, anyway, my day was great so far, how was yours? ;D
Also, I'm drunk and high right now, oh and I drank an energy drink too and now I'm happy :D
Lady Wifi smiled, pressing the knife to Marinette's throat. Adrien stood motionless, trying to fight against the invisible chains that held him in place. He knew her, he knew Lady Wifi's identity and he knew he had to prevent that the bluenette was killed by her best friend.
"Alya, don't do that! Alya, no, that's your best friend!"
"I don't care! She's going to die, and your miserable face is the last thing she'll see!"
Adrien fought against his tears and resisted the urge to scream, tried to get himself together. He wanted to explode, wanted to do something, anything to help both of them.
"Adrien…", Marinette whispered fearfully, her voice almost not audible because her panic took all her air, "Please…"
Lady Wifi laughed and created a thin line of blood, resulting in a few drops that trailed down her neck. The blonde was so scared he felt like his own dream wasn't big enough for his feeling anymore. He felt like everything moved around him, like everything wanted to restrict him, everything wanted to press him tightly to a ball and never want him to move ever again. He tried to break free while falling to his knees, tried to give himself a little room, but white walls formed themselves around him, forced him to breathe out and never breathe in again, stole all the air and hope he has ever had.
"N-No-… D-Don't-… Don't take her away f-from me-…!", he screamed, at the top of his lungs, but everything he managed was a painfully silent whisper.
"I'll take her and you will watch!", Lady Wifi's voice was suddenly so much too loud, too close to him and he couldn't do anything other but listen.
"Adrien! Adrien, I don't want to die savemeIdon'twanttodiesavemepleaseAdrienIdon't-…", Marinette's words flowed into each other, making them an undecipherable mess for Adrien. She screamed at him, trying to make him understand, trying to make him save her from the deadly hand of her best friend.
"No! No, stop! Don't, don't do that to me, go away! Go away, Lady Wifi! I defeated you a long time ago, you're not there any longer! You're dead! You're dead! You're dead, Lady Wifi!"
Someone cackled and he couldn't identify whether it was Lady Wifi or even Marinette.
"She's there! She's deep inside me and craves to break out again! She's craving for blood and the next time she comes back, she wants it!"
Adrien pressed the palms of his hands to his ears and hoped it would finally stop, hoped he would somehow get out, get silence, get away! Out, out somewhere, somewhere silent where nobody would scream at him!
Marinette yelled and he forced himself to look up. The images blurred and faded but constantly pierced back into his eyes. Marinette on the floor, Marinette with an open throat, blood, blood, way too much blood everywhere, it was clinging to him, making it difficult to breathe, restricting him, bounding his arms to his body and he screamed, screamed, screamed until he felt like his voice burst out of his body, like his throat caught fire. Marinette lying there, in the red, red, crimson blood, her eyes wide open, her throat open, everything open, Lady Wifi towering above her and grinning, grinning until her face was parted. He tried to breathe, tried to break free but the chains around his body, the chains of blood kept him on the white, white floor, kept him motionless like Marinette was, kept him inhumanly cold like she was. Dead, dead, dead, dead, breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe Adrien…!
He awoke with a huge gasp of air.
Plagg punched his cheek like crazy, obviously trying to wake him up. He sighed relieved, sounding like he actually had been scared to death because of his chosen.
"Finally you're awake! I've been trying for around ten minutes now but you just wouldn't wake up! I tried to stop you from strangling yourself with your own blanket and I almost failed, Adrien! You need to do something about this!"
Adrien nodded, in shock from his dream and that it had been Lady Wifi, why did it have to be her?! Her of all people, her who he trusted with his nightmares the most, her who had only tried to help him!
He shook his head, not listening to Plagg's scolding. Finally, his Kwami understood that this time, it had been way worse than he had thought in the first place.
"Adrien?"
"… Plagg?", a hoarse whisper was everything he could manage.
Without another warning, Adrien threw the blanket off him and stood up, beginning to pace around in his room, trying to get as much room as possible. He stretched and kept his limbs as far away from each other as possible while Plagg hovered around him curiously and worried, asking many questions that Adrien didn't understand.
Finally, he felt comfortable in his own body again and turned to face his now raging Kwami.
"Th-This time-… It was-… It had been Alya.", he explained, trembling.
Plagg immediately shut up and looked at him, saw the pupil unnaturally widened now that Adrien stood in the light of a lantern. His chosen was way too pale too, almost as white as the sheets he has slept in.
"Kid, you're actually in shock from that nightmare. You're in shock, like after a car accident or something.", the green in Adrien's irises almost had vanished completely to make room for his pupils, making him look like he had black eyes instead of green.
The little Kwami pinched the boy and became slightly scared when he didn't get a reaction.
"Hey, Adrien, you should probably call someone. Either an ambulance or Alya."
The blonde slowly shook his head, his eyes widening in terror.
"N-N-Not L-L-Lady W-Wifi-…"
"Kid, Lady Wifi's long defeated. She's no longer there. Look, I'm giving you the choice. You have to talk to someone who either knows Marinette or knows how to get you out of this shock. And I can't do either of that."
Adrien seemed to understand and squinted his eyes. He let out a forced moan and when he looked up, he seemed way more collected than before.
"A-Alya th-then…"
Plagg nodded, proud of his chosen.
"I'm getting your phone, you go and sit down here."
The young model nodded and sat down on his couch, leaning back. The little Kwami unplugged his phone and brought it to his chosen, letting it drop into his lap. He then unlocked it to type in Alya's number. When it dialed, Plagg lifted it up to Adrien's ear where his human finally took it with a trembling hand.
"Ugh-… Adrien? Is that you? How are you?", her sleepy voice echoed through the room and Adrien's eyes widened. He looked like he was about to cry when he finally answered.
"A-Alya-…", he whispered and his friend immediately knew something was horribly wrong.
"What is it, Adrien?"
He swallowed and tried to stay in reality when his mind constantly pulled his thoughts back to his nightmare.
"It-… It was Lady Wifi this time."
He heard her gasp and silence filled the call.
"I-… I'm sorry…", she mumbled but he shook his head.
"It wasn't you-… Well, Lady Wifi had been you but you're not Lady Wifi anymore. It was just-… The dream itself-… My nightmare-…"
"What's going on Adrien?", she asked, worry clouding her voice.
"Well-… It felt like my o-own nightmare tried to suffocate me-…"
Silence again.
"You need to talk to Marinette. It will stop then, but please, you have to. Otherwise, I will do."
"N-No, I'll do it. In school tomorrow. Then I'll talk to her, just-… F-For the moment-… Stay with me-…"
"I will, Adrien. Just keep calm and breathe. I'm here for you."
Adrien awoke with a massive headache. He had talked with Alya until they both had realized they only had two hours of sleep left until they had to get up again for school. He groaned and slowly sat up, trying to shake off the tiredness.
"Plagg?"
His Kwami happily snored. Adrien prodded him and the tiny god of destruction yawned.
"… Huh?", he groggily replied, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"You said I was in shock, Plagg. Do I still look like that?"
"Kiddo, let me wake up first. Go wash yourself or something, then I can tell you more."
The blonde rolled his eyes and got up, entering his bathroom.
After he was finished showering and putting on his clothes, he stepped into his room again and found Plagg hovering in front of the door.
"Lemme take a look…", he mumbled and looked deeply into Adrien's eyes, "Yeah, your pupils are still dilated a little bit. I guess they're gonna stay that way for a short while, but in school it should have gone back already."
The boy nodded, getting ready for school. He really hoped it would not be too obvious.
When he stepped into the classroom, Alya's and Marinette's eyes instantly were fixed on him.
"'Morning, Nino.", he mumbled while he sat down, avoiding the girl's gazes. He kept his head down but heard the bluenette whisper something to her best friend, probably asking what was up. His best friend leaned to him, nudging his shoulder.
"You okay, man?"
"Y-Yeah-… Didn't sleep well, sorry."
"Man, you really need to change something about that."
He nodded, still not meeting anyone's gaze.
"I will."
Luckily, during the first half of their school day, his friend's managed to cheer him up again. Alya was a bit more distant to Marinette which really helped Adrien laugh again. They joked around which really brought a smile to the blonde's face. And after Marinette getting revenge on him, starting the pick-up lines war again, his mood couldn't be better. So, when lunchbreak arrived after math class, Adrien leaned back, his arms crossed behind his head, and looked at his friends upside down.
"Hey girls?", they both looked at him questioningly, Marinette blushing slightly as he winked at her, "Wanna grab a bite with Nino and me? We could go to the little café like a few days ago."
Nino inconspicuously nudged his leg, approving of the idea.
"Yeah, of course. You too, Marinette?"
The bluenette nodded and grinned, too.
"Perfect! Let's go!"
They all got up and stepped outside the school, heading towards the café, Nino and Marinette laughing in the front again.
"So, you really like Nino, huh?"
Alya blushed a little, something Adrien couldn't remember to ever have seen. The brunette's best friend blushed all the time, granted, but he had never thought to see Alya turn red as well.
"Well, maybe. But don't stick your curious little nose into everything, Agreste.", he leaned in and grinned knowingly, "Back off already, c'mon!"
She pushed him back on his forehead and he pretended to be dying because of her touch to make her laugh. Right in this moment, Marinette turned around to find out what they were laughing about and just as Adrien's and her gaze met, he turned red too, stumbling and falling flat in front of her feet.
"Ouch-…", he mumbled, but it wasn't his body that hurt.
"Oh my god Adrien, are you okay?", Marinette kneeled next to him and as fast as he could, he got on his knees and rubbed the back of his head, laughing.
"Yeah, everything alright. Nothing's scratched or bruised, I'm just uh a little clumsy, haha."
She nodded and stood up again. He followed her lead and they continued their way to the café. Alya had problems suppressing her laughter as he bit his lower lip and stared at the smaller girl's dark blue hair that walked in front of him, trying to recollect his remaining dignity.
"Not funny…", he growled at Alya who finally released a voiceless laughter, "That was embarrassing."
"Well, I think it was funny.", she giggled, "You're just too cute, I can't help it!"
He growled one more time before they reached the café.
Okay, so questioning Alya about Nino didn't work, he thought, but maybe I can try to get closer to Marinette?
He pulled out the chair for her and playfully mimicked the gentleman. They all laughed as he started to imitate the British gentlemen he had always met on his father's parties. After ordering their food, Adrien raised his hand.
"My treat, by the way! I'm paying."
It resulted in a huge protest from his three friends but he didn't let them get through to him. After a few minutes, they gave up and he cheered. It was the first time he was actually spending his money to make his friends happy and it was special to him.
When he was finished eating, he noticed Nino attempting to flirt with Alya and she was happily responding. His foot brushed Marinette's and she looked startled, but as soon as he gestured to their friends she began to smile.
"Hey guys? I forgot I had a bit of homework to do and Marinette volunteered to help me out! See you guys in class!"
He got up and pulled Marinette out of her chair with him, they both rushing to leave the café. They waited until they were out of sight and then burst with laughter.
"Did you see their faces? Oh my gosh, I thought Nino would try to bury himself right on the spot!", he chuckled. She steadied herself on his shoulder and held her stomach.
"And Alya! Man, I think she was about to kill you!"
They both laughed as they returned to the school, making up stories about how it would go for their friends from there on. Marinette imagined them not coming back to school but instead having a beautiful romantic date and then riding into the sunset and kissing behind a hand fan.
Adrien created a story in which Nino turned out to be a ninja and Alya was a spy and they originally worked against each other but found their love and decided to go against the system to fight for their relationship. In the end, he let the girl walking next to him decide whether they lived or died – and Marinette chose life, of course.
They reached the school and until then, they had three more stories of what could happen to their friends. Both their stomachs ached because of laughing so much. It was when they walked up the steps to the schoolyard when they met Chloé.
"Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Of course, you annoy Adrien with your pathetic presence while I could make his lunchbreak enjoyable."
Adrien rolled his eyes and stepped in front of Marinette.
"I chose to spend my lunchbreak with her and I'm happy I did. Back off, Chloé."
His nightmare with Antibug flashed in his memories and he flinched. A deep growl escaped his throat, something he didn't know he could do until now, but luckily neither of the two girls noticed.
"Puh-lease, Adrikins. She's not worthy to even walk next to you. In contrary, I am-…"
The young model wrapped his arm around Marinette's tiny waist, his fingers almost brushing her pants, and led her past Chloé. The mayor's daughter was so shocked she didn't even try to stop them.
"C'mon, Marinette. She's not worthy to talk to you."
