"See you, love you, Bye!" Marinette jumped in the car and headed to her design studio where in just a few hours, she had to finish a dress for a important fashion model. Marinette's hands clenched the wheel, and she wished she could go faster. There wasn't a second to spare and there was much to do!
Sunny, one of Marinette's helpers waited at the door, bagel and coffee in hand. "Good morning, Marinette. Thought you might like these to keep up your strength," the younger girl smiled. "Thanks, your a peach." Sunny tapped her fingers together nervously. "Marinette, I need to help the art department out this morning. Turns out Rebekah's under the weather and they have a deadline too!"
Marinette groaned under her breath. But she'd been in worse scraps then this. "Don't worry, I'll be fine," she smiled. "Thanks, Marinette!" Sunny dashed away.
Marinette closed the door to her office, flopping down in her chair. There was no way she could get the dress by herself, even with coffee. Unless….Marinette opened the drawer where the Mouse Miraculous sat. It was in a padlocked drawer, and Marinette had used it earlier for a akuma fight. She worried at her lip, fingers reaching for the Miraculous. One of the strictest rules was not to use a Miraculous for personal gain.
Although, she thought, the dress isn't for me, so that means no personal gain, right? Marinette had no more time to think, and slipped the Miraculous around her neck. It was time to get squeaky!
Soon, she and a dozen MultiMouse's were doing anything from holding a needle steady, to making sure the sparkles weren't falling off.
Just then, there was a knock at the door, and Marinette froze. No, she wasn't ready! "See who it is!" she hissed to one of the mice. "Its Adrien!" The report came back, and there was a collective sigh of relief all around.
"Just wanted…" Adrien's words died on his lips as he spied dozens of MultiMouse. "Your using a different Miraculous, Bugaboo?" A chorus of "awws" hit Marinette's ears. "I didn't have a choice, but hey, a dozen hands or a dozen Multimice will get the job done!"
The strangest expression crossed Adrien's face, before he burst into laughter. "Only you would come up with a brilliant plan like this, Princess!" He kissed her swiftly. "Thanks, I needed that. Now, since your here…" MultiMouse tugged on his arm, and set him to work.
This was like when Cinderella and the mice made that beautiful ball gown to go see the prince, but in Marinette's case her prince was already here.
An hour later, the dress was finished and delivered and Adrien and Marinette walked out. It was time for a celebration cupcake, but Marinette was just glad it was just her and Adrien now. Managing a dozen mice was like herding cats, they weren't always good listeners!