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Temari's Mission:
RonaldM40196867: Why not? It's growing love after all. Thanks for the Favorite/Follow here.
BearfootTruck: I know, it's just a one-shot. But usually that's my Naruto fandom works. 2 years ago before we met BFT honey. A one-shot: Matchmaking Sand Style. They aren't on the pairing list because they aren't the main focus. Then you're very welcome on both remarks. I do cherish reviews I receive, even if they are Frome trolls. Heck sometimes tho help me write more. Thanks for the Favorite/Follow here.
fanofthisfiction: Thanks for the love. Of course the Sand Siblings need more love as well.
A Blissing in Disguise:
BearfootTruck: Yeah I understand that too. You've mentioned it more then once. I'll see if I can fix it, but no guarantees. I LOVE the example you gave me. Right, Andros and now Cassie both can no longer speak. Things are harder but you'll see. *Smug Smirk*
"You'll love it here, Paris has so much to offer. Art, the sights and more then anything our guardian angels Ladybug and Cat Noir."
The taxi drivers feminine voice cheerfully states. Light brown eyes shine childish wondering as she looks out the slightly opened window. Patience can't resist smiling the moment they stop at the Dupain-Cheng bakery.
"Thanks for the ride. Keep the change." She offers the woman extra, as they share a smile. Getting out the taxi she nods as the driver's smirking voice rings clearly. "Thank you dear, enjoy your time here. Just be careful of akumatized villains."
Playfully saluting the driver, the pixie cut brunette enters the famous pastry shop. Immediately she smiles kindly at the adorable display of a pigtailed blunette leaning over the counter hotly kissing a very tall blue shaggy haired boy.
"Sorry to interrupt. . ."
The teenagers break apart, she softly laughs as the boy swiftly grabs ahold of the blunette's chin in his tan hands. Obviously used to calming his girl down. Her bluebell eyes relax, politely finally looking to her.
"Right, anyway welcome to the Dupain-Cheng bakery. I'm Marinette, this my boyfriend Luka. What would you like?"
"Hello Marinette, Luka. Name's Patience Phillips, I'll be seeing more of me. For now just a buttery croissant, please?"
Marinette winks with a giggle. "No problem Ms. Philips." Turning around she moves more away from the counter to retrieve it. Luka's aqua blue eyes look to his Love Song, never noticing Patience's observant light brown eyes watching him.
"You really love her, don't you?" After recovering from her sudden question startling him, the smile he graces, so bright pulls at Patience's heartstrings.
"My Love Song, the melody that forever plays in my head."
"Here you are! Sorry added a little extra. You know for the wait!"
Marinette happily offers the bag full of different sweets. Luka smiles so enthralled at the blunette, Patience softly chuckles, gently taking the bag. Waving the couple as she walks out, swiftly side stepping leaning into the door, as a blonde handsome teenager with emerald green eyes looks dead on his feet.
"Desperately need. . . a batch of brownies! Photoshoot was so boring!"
He dramatically fakes hitting his knees on the tile floor. Luka chuckles rolling his aqua blue eyes, "helping" him stand up. Marinette smirks looking behind the guys to Patience.
"Don't mind Adrien. Normally so polite expect when his schedule, well has him dying."
"Understandable, hello Adrien. I'm Patience Phillips." The tan skinned brunette smiles, as Adrien nods mirroring the expression. He quickly bites into a bigger then she thought brownie. About to take her own action of said pastry from the bag. Screams ring out through the streets.
"Um Adrien, I think I left my sewing machine on?!" Marinette states, quickly rushing upstairs deeper into the complex. Adrien looks to Luka nodding, the blond follows the guitarist's Love Song.
Patience blinks curious at Luka. He smiles gently a bit to smug in her light brown eyes. "My Love Song is a bit scatterbrained. But with Adrien helping, they'll be back quick."
He walks pass her, she follows outside to find the guardian angels of Paris themselves: Cat Noir and Ladybug running on the roofs.
Huh Adrien could use a helpful paw.'
She inwardly laughs at her own pun. Having read up how Cat Noir loves them. She waves goodbye to a confused Luka.
TO BE CONTINUED. . .
