School
Adrien sat at his desk, rethinking his nighttime encounter with Marinette. How could he be so... cruel? Deny her as Adrien, and then go kiss her as Chat? Why him? But that kiss... Oh, Wow.
It was 8:45 and the teacher was late, so Adrien decided to start small talk.
He turned. "Hey, Mari."
She avoided his eyes. "Hello."
"How are you?" He asked, and then mentally kicked himself.
"Adrien, I'm, fine okay?"
Adrien was stunned. She was, mad at him. Adrien had never, after all the years they'd been friends, gazed upon a Marinette angry at him. Her usual happy features were gone. It was then that Adrien noticed something astounding. Marinette, with her annoyed, angry, facial expression, looked a lot like Ladybug. "Ladybug?" Ah, Ladybug. Brave, elegant, gra- Wait, no! Adrien couldn't think this! It was the guilt. Surely? He wanted them as one person, to make it, less complicated?
"What? Ladybug?" She said. And he was surprised at her now alarmed state.
"Ugh, nothing."
There teacher arrived. Their lesson began.
Adrien couldn't take it anymore. He had to talk to her. As soon as the bell rang Adrien got up and walked over to Marinette's desk. She was gathering her books.
"Hello again Marinette."
She jumped at his presence. "I'm sorry." He said, trying to get at least get a few words out of her.
"I'm busy, please stop."
He had got a few. Just, not the right ones.
...…
Adrien was walking back to class with Nino, his best friend. He was laughing about something Adrien had no value of because he was in deep thought. Suddenly he caught eye of a piece of paper scrunched up on the floor below someone's feet. He looked at the feet's owners. Marinette. Yet she did not pick the paper up. She just, walked off. As Nino continued to babble, Adrien slipped away and grabbed the paper. He unravelled it: it showed a picture. Adrien blushed. The picture showed Chat Noir and Marinette, side by side, circled with a heart. Marinette. Adorable. "Adikins!" Came an all to familiar voice. Chloe. "Oh, hahahah, that picture is hilarious!" She laughed, eying the paper and then knocking it out of his hands.
"It perfectly captures Chat Noir's lameness, with Marinette's dorkiness!" She grinned.
Adrien felt his cheeks boil. "For the record Chloe, neither of those things are true."
Chloe stopped. "What?"
"They're lies. Gee, you really know how to get in someone's skin. Don't you?"
"Are you defending 'Mari-trash?'" She cackled at her own joke, "Adrien, the alley cat's stupid and Marinette," she said it as if it was a disease. "Just, no!"
At this point Adrien was going red. "Shut it Chloe!" He said, "Sometimes I wonder why I bother with you!"
"Maybe, you should hang out with her all the time then!" Chloe screamed.
"You know what? I will!" Adrien yelled. He then knelt down and grabbed the paper.
Chloe squealed angrily as she ran off to the playground. Sitting down her eyes wandered to a black butterfly. It landed on her bright yellow sunglasses. Then, a voice.
"Chloe, I am Hawkmoth, that boy was wrong to question what you know. But he was right about one thing. You are now Voicer. Your power is to tell secrets and lies, to weaken your opponents. But, there is a fee. To keep this power, bring me Ladybug and Chat Noir's Miraculous."
Chloe smiled. "Yes Hawkmoth." Then, bubbles circled her body, engulfing her in black.
