Everything was perfect.

The Seine was aglow. Guests were dressed in the finest attire, and all the people Adrien hoped to be here were here. His father was there, sniffing and patting his eyes with a tissue, so proud and happy and approving of this.

And, most importantly, there was all the sweets Adrien has longed for were styled over long tables, waiting for him. Holding back their delightful aromas as they watched with the guests.

Adrien stood ready at the alter, dressed in a stylish black suit with a bring orange tie (courtesy of Vixx). He stared out, eagerly awaiting his bride. He couldn't stop the happy wiggle when the music started to play, and the most beautiful girl in the world slipped into view, her features hidden under a pearl blue veil. He sucked in a sharp breathe, unable to tear his eyes away as his bride slipped closer, walking with grace, moving in tuned with the music.

He reached for her when she was near, taking the soft hand that reached for him. "Hey," he greeted, unable to resist bringing her hand up, pressing a kiss to her gloved knuckles.

"Hi," she returned, breathless and excited.

There was a loud happy wail from his father, who accepted the fresh tissue from Nathalie, who also gave one to the sniffing Gorilla.

Adrien reached for the veil, lifting it up to reveal raven locks, beautiful freckles, and the loveliest sky blue eyes that he could get lost in happily.

"You're beautiful," he wanted to say.

"I love you," he wanted to declare.

Only, he screamed instead.

Right in her face, right in front of all his guests.

And the horror that crossed her face...

Adrien jerked back with a shout, falling out of chair and to the floor, rattling up his desk.

"Ouch," he hears Vixx voice. "You ok Kit?"

"No..." Adrien breathed.

"Adrien?" Vixx asked, sounding closer and a little concerned.

Adrien jerked up, nearly hitting his head on the desk. Pointing at Vixx, he accuses, "It's your fault!"

She blinks at him, surprised. "My fault?" she echoes.

"I was getting married Vixx! She loved me! I loved her! It was perfect! We were going to have two to four kids! Père approved! And there were sweets! Everything I've always wanted to try! And it was going to be great! And then, and then..."

"And then..." Vixx tries to coax.

"I screamed at my wife to be!"

Vixx snorts, paws covering her mouth as her little body shook.

"It was horrible! Don't laugh!" Adrien scolds. "She looked so horrified! She doesn't love me anymore! And Père won't let me get married ever again! And I'll never love again! And be happy! I'll end up a sad old man! Alone! And, and-"

"Kit," Vixx cuts in, booping his nose with her paw. "Tell me, where's your bride? The alter?"

Adrien falters, blinking at his kwami, then slowly looking around to see that he was in his room. To see that he had evidently fallen asleep working on his literature homework. "Oh," he utters dumbly.

Vixx snickers, rubbing her cheek against his. "Don't you fret Kit, I'm sure by the time you get married, you'll have that under control." Drawing back, she smirked. "Besides, that can be saved for after the wedding."

"VIXX!" Adrien snapped, swiping at the laughing fox as she darted away from the blushing boy.