Dabble in Drabbles 33: Lullabye
Because I was having Mamagreste feels.
To those who didn't get the Easter egg from the previous chapter, that's fine! It means you've still kept your innocence (or something). For those who got it, well, seems like we're all a little disturbed. (It's a Don't Hug Me I'm Scared reference)
Summary: A lullaby lulls you to sleep and bids you goodbye.
Dodo, l'enfant do,
L'enfant dormira bien vite
Dodo, l'enfant do
L'enfant dormira bientôt.
"But I don't want to go to sleep yet, maman." A five year old Adrien whined as he fidgeted around under his blanket. Soft light from his lava lamp threw shadows around his room and accented the curves of his mother's face as she looked down at him, her green eyes glowing brightly in the dark.
His mother smiled as she pulled the covers higher up to his chin. He started to protest, pulling the covers down, but then purred as she ran her hands through his golden hair, leaving it into messy waves.
"Go to sleep, mon chaton." She said as she kissed his forehead. He nodded and closed his eyes.
Une poule blanche
Est là dans la grange.
Qui va faire un petit coco
Pour l'enfant qui va fair' dodo.
As her beautiful voice carried on the French melody, sleep finally took over and a few minutes later, he was already snoring deeply, both his parents watching lovingly over him.
Dodo, l'enfant do,
L'enfant dormira bien vite
Dodo, l'enfant do
L'enfant dormira bientôt.
Brille, brille, petite étoile,
Je me demande vraiment ce que tu es!
12 year old Adrien looked up from the piano with a grin. His father was sitting on the large armchair beside the grand piano, watching his wife twirl around the parlour room while Adrien accompanied her.
"Gabriel, dance with me!"
Gabriel Agreste laughed uneasily and said, "I am a designer, ma mie. I don't da-"
He was suddenly pulled from his feet and stumbled to his wife. She laughed and began to sing as she danced with him, her skirt whirling around her petite frame as Gabriel held her close, going along with her whims.
Au-dessus du monde si haut,
Comme un diamant dans le ciel.
Gabriel looked at his son, but Adrien just grinned wider at him. "Sing the next part, Papa!"
"C'mon, my petite papillon," His wife said, "Sing for us."
Seeing as both his loved ones were not going to let this go, he sighed one more time before opening his mouth to give the last line of the lullaby in a rough baritone voice.
Brille, brille, petite étoile,
Je me demande vraiment ce que tu es!
Adrien walked inside the parlor room, his fingers running over the grand piano, dust coating his fingertips and leaving thin trails of a gleaming black surface behind. He opened the lid of the instrument, revealing ivory keys highlighted by the setting sun.
Bonne nuit, cher trésor,
Ferme tes yeux et dors,
Laisse ta tête s'envoler,
Au creux de ton oreiller,
"Adrien."
He turned around and met the cold grey eyes of his father. Gabriel Agreste said, "Are you willing to do it?"
Adrien watched as his shadow grew longer on the carpet. Inside his heart, it was a raging storm, a whirlwind of emotions, and turmoil of multiple thoughts. But within the chaos, he found his answer; an answer which he did not know if he will regret later on.
He looked up, his fingers rubbing on the silver surface of his miraculous. His eyes glittered dangerously in the dark as the last rays of light disappeared in the horizon, leaving the night to reign. Plagg looked sadly at his kitten, heartbroken at his decision.
"Plagg, transformé moi."
Un beau rêve passera,
Et tu l'attraperas,
Un beau rêve passera,
Et tu le retiendras.
Well, good night to you all, dear readers! If you're confused by the last part, don't worry. It'll all be explained later on.
Anyway, thanks for reading!
See you!