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A white butterfly flew in the night skies, soon disappearing in the distance with the stars. While Paris rested, two kwami sat on a roof of a familiar bakery. One illuminating a light shade of red while the other evoked little black specks behind it. They've been sitting there for a good hour or two, simply looking up to the moon-lit sky. Both trying to search for the courage to say even a word.
"so.." They both seemed to mutter at the same time. The red kwami flinched, although quickly picking herself back up.
"Thats the last butterfly he sent out…" She started.
"Yeah..it was his own." The black kwami finished.
"He ran away again"
"He didn't run. He faded"
Another silence.
"Will this ever end, Plague?"
"I...don't know"
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"Hey!" Alya carefully paced herself through the snow to her friend on the other side, leaning against the park gates. Nino quickly picked up the sound and waved in her direction. When finally face to face, Alya examined him from top to bottom.
"You realize it's snowing right now….right" She rose a brow.
"Wow, you too Ali?" He placed his hand over his face. "First Adrien is questioning my outfit choices, and now you question my sanity"
"You are wearing like two layers!" She cried, smacking him playfully on the arm.
"For your information, it's three. I actually wore a shirt under this jacket. AND I wore a big jacket. What else do you want from me" Nino unzipped his jacket to reveal a navy blue shirt inside.
"I don't know...Scarf? Mittens? Some boots ?" She pointed at his red and white sneakers.
"Are you asking me to have a heat stroke?" He looked at her with horror. " I am a natural born human heater, thank you very much." That earned him an eyeroll.
"Okay Okay, but don't say I didn't warn you when you freeze yourself out there" Alya narrowed her eyes and poked his chest. "Now let's get going, i'm getting hungry and I'm on limited time."
The two traveled in silence down the street. Nino's head was turning in every street corner as they entered midtown. Alya couldn't help but laugh at his action.
"Is this the first time you saw buildings or something?" She said mid laugh. Nino folded his arms.
"Of course I have! But not like this- All the lights, the decorations-" He went on.
"Did they stop celebrating christmas in Pari or something?" Alya asked sarcastically, holding her hands over her mouth in surprise.
"No" He retorted "But I've been too busy to even celebrate it". He threw his arms up. "The closest thing to Christmas I had was Adrien getting me a new laptop because I was traveling with only a phone as a source of internet along with the hotel computer."
"Oh you poor thing" Alya made a puppy face, a smile creaked at the corner of her mouth. "If that's so-" She scooped up a handful of snow on top of a car. "Merry Christmas!" She said, throwing it into Nino's arms that were already held up in defence.
"Ali, you are a precious friend of mine, but I will not promise you will be completely dry by the time we get food." He stated, already armed with handfuls of snow.
"You wouldn't da-" A ball of snow cut her off as she ran out of it's fire.
"You asked for this , Ali!" He called, tossing a snowball from his hand before running after her.
~.~.~.restaurant.~.~.~
The two figures stood outside the restaurant, leaning on the glass windows to catch their breath with snow hanging off their clothing. Alya's hair seemed a shade lighter with the snow that Nino dumped on her on top of the snow that was still falling from the sky. Her coat still had spots where snowballs had hit and jeans damped from just plowing through some high leveled snow piles to avoid the snowballs flying in her direction.
On the other hand, Nino's dark chocolate hair showed with a powder sheet of snow on top of his bare head for Alya has took his hat in the middle of their little fight and is now stuffed in her coat. There were still a few chunks of snow stuck to the surface of his coat and his sneakers collected just as much snow as he did while walking into deeper piles of snow.
The two took their time to clean out their fogged glasses and finally decided to enter inside.
Inside, the store is decorated in bright lights and wooden furniture. Taken their seats, the waiter passes them their menus and left them to decide.
"Hey Alya.." Nino started, staring down at the menu in front of him. The brunette poked her head up to look at him. "I don't know how to order"
"What" She blinked.
"I don't know what this is, Alya help mee" He pointed at the page multiple times.
"I thought you were in our english class in Highschool!" Alya's eyes widen
"I waas" He continued to whine. "But I wasn't good at it"
Letting out a sigh, Alya raised a hand for the waiter to come to their table. "Two calamari pan fried noodles with one lemonade and an iced tea." Their waiter nodded and walked off once again.
"No wonder you haven't eaten." She grinned at him.
"I feel like a tourist. And they don't even feed you enough during the film set" Nino threw his hands up before laying back down on the surface of the table.
"You know, if you do treat, I don't mind being your translator while you're here" she leaned forward and patted him on the head from across the table.
"I'll thinking about it" He mumbled, but sat back up minutes later and stuffed his hands into his pockets. "So , how was he without my supervision?"
"He is in his early 20s, I don't think he needs to be under your so called supervision." Alya stated, making emphasis on the last word.
"You know what I mean" He rolled his eyes.
"For one, I...don't think he remembers" Alya massaged one side of her temples with a finger. "nor does she in that fact." A loud groan was heard across from her.
"Why am I not surprised?" Nino shrugged. "full fledged model of Agreste world fashion and now movie actor. Next thing you know, they're going to put him up on stage to sing or something."
"But I thought he couldn't sing" Alya's brow rose.
"Exactly. There is literally nothing in this world that can ruin his image." Nino sighed. "That is both a good thing and a bad thing."
"What? Think he's going to forget about you?" Alya rested her head on the palm of her hand.
"Forget me? pff, I don't care about me. I'm worried about him forgetting poor Mari!" He cried. "But it seems like it has already happened already"
"You really care about her, huh" She smiled. Nino's face flushed.
"W-well, Who wouldn't? She's like the purest thing on earth that deserves literally everything after what happened. How is Mari doing? I didn't want to bring it up the other day.." His eyebrows knitted together. Alya fell silent.
"The operation went smoothly but...you know.." She paused to pace herself down. "Your regular case of amnesia."
"Anything new?" Nino leaned closer.
"Just a bit past the first year of highschool." Alya stared down at her water. "Although, some faces still struck her as unfamiliar"
"Then poor Nathanael went from her knowing his confession to not knowing at all." Nino held in a laugh but a thought struck his head. "Wait, how did she remember me? We haven't seen each other in years" It was Alya's turn to blush.
"A-ahh welll, you k-know…" She looked away holding a shrug.
"Ali….." His voice turned to a warning.
"I tried to tell her what happened after she was discharged from the hospital, but she was having a hard time adjusting to everything at the time, so I just left it for a while. I did try to see daily what she remembered. She broke out crying yesterday and locked herself in her room after wearing her pre-ordered glasses. I'm not entirely sure what she does remember and what she doesn't" Alya explained.
"That still doesn't explain how she remembers me" Nino's eyebrow rose.
"Um...She kinda...saw the picture we both took when we were going on that trip to the zoo and demanded for answers" Alya wiggled her thumbs around. "Thus, she was able to piece you back together more easily.."
Nino's mouth hung. "Then how hasn't she seen pictures of Adrien? His face is basically plastered on possibly every screen in the world!"
Alya quickly put a finger in front of her mouth before looking around. "Mind if we keep this conversation to ourselves?" She hissed. He nodded immediately.
"She has" Alya continued. " But nothing seemed to have clicked. He was just another actor on the wide screens and a model that she fondly looks up to. It wasn't like how she use to buy every magazine of him on it or daydreaming on her computer all day. Now it's just a , oh I've seen him before moving on."
"This is so frustrating" Nino scratches his head. At the time, the waiter comes back with their plates of food.
"Tell me about it. So, what's next do you think?" Alya tilted her head. There was a moment of silence.
"Well, I do have one idea.. " Nino began.
"And it is…" Alya narrowed her eyes.
"Remember I said that he was being called back to work today because of that fashion show thing?" She nodded. "Well, I'm a special guest attending, and I was thinking that maybe….if she were to see him at his prime, then...maybe something will spark in her mind?" Nino's shoulder slowly grew into a strug towards the end of his explanation.
"Nino, you're a genius!" Alya cheered, "But how are we going to go in." She asked, mid cheer.
"I'm sure I'll find a way to slide you guys in" Nino grinned. "But first, I'm hungry."
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"Hey Rose, you can go on your break, I'll be fine!" Marinette patted her small friend. Rose let out a frown, but agreed to her request. After watching the blonde leave through the back doors, Marinette began to clean the tables. During the afternoon, morning breakfast runs were basically done, and lunch rushes were never too heavy on work. With only about 5-6 people sitting in 3 separate tables, Marinette worked on the rest.
An unexpected ring came from the entrance and in walked a tall woman with raven black hair swept to the side and rimless glasses, wearing a black suit under a larger peacoat jacket.
"Welcome to Miraculous bakery, how may I help you?" Marinette asked, wiping her hands with the back of her shirt.
"Ah, Well, I'm here to place an order for the following pastries." The tall women gave her the piece of paper. Marinette examined it.
"No problem, I will have them out in 10 minutes, Will that be okay with you?" The lady nodded. "In the meantime, why don't you have a seat? Would you like to drink anything?"
"I'm fine, young lady. Thank you" She said simply. Marinette left with a smile and went to pick up the sets of bread.
"Hm...I do not see what he likes about this place" The lady looked around. In front, a cup slides in front of her. She looks up to see the dark haired girl again.
"I'm sorry, but you just seem very tired." Marinette stated. "Don't worry about paying for it, it's on me" She smiled, leaving once again to tend to her order.
The woman looked at the girl in surprise. Peering down at her cup, the light scent of coffee with a mix of milk. Bringing the cup to her mouth, she let out a genuine smile.
"Perhaps I've found the reason"
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That was such an awkward ending.
Next Chapter?: A fashion show of course
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till next time~