Chapter 4: Yarning for you
Summary:
Prompt: Yarning for you
When Marinette received the text from her mother to come home, she was surprised. Normally her mother reserved texting for simple stuff like reminders to pick up soap or to clean her room. It was always followed by an "I love you." This message was simple and to the point. It simply read, "Come home now." She tried to rake her brain for anything she had done wrong besides her frequent tardies at school and the few late homework assignments. She had just cleaned her room, so that couldn't be it and her school record was addressed frequently over dinner.
She was confused to see the bakery closed so early in the afternoon. It was a Saturday and usually one of their busiest times. Frowning, she pushed the door open as she called out for her mother. She was greeted with silence. Maneuvering through the darkness of the bakery, she entered the back area and took the stairs up to the apartment.
She pushed the front door open and was greeted by the sight of her parents sitting bound on the couch which had been haphazardly dragged from in front of the T.V. to right before the door. Marinette let out a gasp as she rushed forward. Kneeling before her mother, she examined their predicament closer. Several balls of yarn had been unwound and tied around her parents' wrists and ankles. The yarn bindings were also wrapped around their midsections and the couch to keep them seated. Medium sized yarn balls had been shoved into their mouths to keep them silent. Marinette gagged as she pulled the light blue yarn from her mother's mouth. Sabine sputtered the frizzy bits of yarn off her tongue as Marinette repeated the action with her father.
"What happened?" She asked.
"Marinette, it's a trap!" Sabine shrieked as the door slammed shut behind her.
Marinette whipped around and was met by a familiar suited cat boy. "Chat?" She asked in confusion. Her eyes scanned the boy's outfit that was uncharacteristically white. His bell was silver and his eyes gleamed a deadly violet. "Chat, I don't-"
"Hello, Princess," he purred dangerously. He stalked forwards and the girl scrambled to her feet. Spreading her arms to act as a shield, she backed closer to her parents. Chat Blanc rolled his eyes. "I'm done with them. I just needed you."
"I'll go with you," she snapped. "But let them go first." Her parents immediately began to argue against her choice, but the girl kept her chin held high and eyes locked on the akuma before her.
Chat arched a brow beneath his mask. "You're braver than I thought, Princess. Or maybe just dumb." He cocked his head to the side. "Or is it a death wish?"
Marinette lowered her arms slowly. "I know you won't hurt me, kitty."
He growled as his mood shifted dangerously. "Death wish it is, then." The small family let out screams as the predator lurched forward, his claws blazing with black fires of destruction.
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When the police arrived on scene, they found Adrien Agreste sobbing as he clutched the lifeless shell that was once Marinette Dupain-Cheng.