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Somniloquy (Ch. 2)

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Tikki looked on worriedly as her wielder climbed up to the loft, face-planted onto her bed and screamed into her pillow.

“Marinette, are you okay?” she chirped out sweetly, distress twisting her features.

Marinette flipped herself over as she squished the pillow over her face, her tone defeated and her voice muffled. “No, Tikki, I’m not okay... I’m going to self-destruct out of embarrassment if Alya really follows through with this!” She groaned as she tugged at her pigtails anxiously, ruining her hairdo.

“Think on the bright side! You'll be able to have a fun night of bonding with not only Adrien, but also Nino and Alya!” Tikki said, trying to cheer Marinette up. The creation goddess offered her wielder a cookie. “Don’t worry, Marinette. It’ll all be fine, you’ll see! Here. Here, have a cookie.”

Marinette gratefully accepted the confection, calming down a little. She munched as she sank into her chair and sighed, twirling a stray lock of hair pensively. After she finished swallowing the last few crumbs of the cookie, she mustered up a smile. "You're right, Tikki. I can do this!"

Tikki went to sit on her shoulder. "Mhm! Now go and tackle that huge pile of homework!"

She petted the kwami affectionately. "What would I ever do without you, Tikki?" she said fondly, before immersing herself in her assignments.

The night flew by as she buried herself in her studies. By the time she finally flipped her books shut and called it a night, the clock had already struck eleven. Yawning, she stretched all the way up then relaxed. After changing into her pajamas, she climbed up to her loft, and whispered a soft "good night" to the scarlet kwami that already lay sleeping.

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Adrien ran up the steps leading into the school and waited for Marinette in his classroom.

Huh, that was weird. Chloé was cosplaying as Ladybug, and no one had stopped her. And why was there an elephant in the room?

He dismissed those thoughts. The only thing that mattered was Marinette. His princess. He kept his eyes trained on the door, waiting and waiting for her to come in.

After what seemed like an hour, the door finally opened to reveal… Hawkmoth? Oh. Right. He was their homeroom teacher. How could he forget? Hawky—as some of his students called him—rapped his cane against the ground, grabbing their attention.

"Good morning, class."

They all stood up. "Good morning, Hawky-chan," they greeted, bowing.

"Hawky-chan" gestured for them to sit down. His cane suddenly turned into chalk, and he started writing down the lesson for the day. The butterfly wielder's handwriting looked very similar to Ms. Bustier's...

Hold up, where was Marinette?

Adrien's head whipped back and forth as he tried to find her from his vantage point at the back. There was a stone monster… nope, not Mari… a boy in a bubble suit… nope… a wheel of cheese? He wrinkled his nose. Why, for kwami's sake, was a wheel of supremely stinky cheese taking up the space where Lila usually sat?

BANG!

The door burst open abruptly, revealing Ladybug, who was oozing righteous fury.

"Hawky-chan, I've come to bargain. Give me your miraculous."

Somewhere in the back of his head, he questioned the logic of his Lady's words. Why would she ask for a bargain then demand something with nothing to give in return?

"Ladydoor! How dare you interrupt me while I'm teaching! Begone, thot!" Hawky-chan huffed in annoyance.

The wheel of cheese sniffled. "Ladydoor! Help me, please! I've been turned into an insignificant dairy product!"

"Ladydoor" ignored the two of them. "Lucky Char!" she called out. Suddenly, a ring of flame erupted around Hawky-chan.

He roared in rage. "Ladydoor! What nonsense is this!"

"Shut up, Karen," his Lady (his door???) retorted. She sauntered towards the ring of fire, arms outstretched, ready to remove his violet brooch. (Adrien had forgotten why she wanted the jewelry. Was she some madwoman who was obsessed with it?)

She paused. "Wait. Adrien. My uwu," the scarlet lady called, "I want you to have the honor of unveiling Hawky-chan's true identity."

Adrien swallowed, feeling a sense of duty and honor in those words.

"Yes, Ladybug."

"Ladydoor," she corrected. "Who is this Ladybug you speak of? Ugh, never mind. She or he is irrelevant."

Adrien walked towards the trapped man. When he reached him, he hesitantly reached through a convenient gap in the flames, taking the weirdly-shaped brooch. He started to make a dramatic statement—

"Hawk—"

—but as the disguise faded to reveal a familiar duck-butt hairdo and candy cane get-up, he ended up cutting himself off and shrieking, "DADDY?", in a Chloé-like manner.

Meanwhile, Lady Wifi videoed the entire incident, laughing gleefully. What a scoop!

Ladydoor gasped. "You? You are Hawky-chan?! What—"

She was interrupted by the sound of her earrings chirping. Her hands flew up to cover her ears. "Adrien- I- Sorry, I h-have to go!" she stammered out. She cocked her arm, ready to fling her yo-yo.

Then for some absurd reason, the wheel of cheese suddenly defied the laws of gravity and jumped out of Lila's seat, cheesy hands grabbing at Ladydoor's earrings. The scarlet lady screamed, but it was too late. Her disguise fell, and Ladydoor was revealed to be…

Adrien's mind short-circuited as he was met with the exact pair of bluebell eyes he had been hunting for all day.

Marinette?!

Ladydoor—no, Marinette—walked up to him and placed his hand on his cheek. He could hear wedding bells ringing as she did so. Strangely enough, the usual chiming of bells sounded more like a ringing. It reminded him of his phone’s alarm tone. He ignored it, pressing his palm to his princess'.

"Only you, Marinette, our Everyday Ladybug, could possibly be Ladydoor," he said rapturously, eyes gazing adoringly at her beautiful face.

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Marinette opened her mouth to respond lovingly, but instead of her beautiful voice, it was Plagg his ears heard. "Let me go! Ugh. Wake up, kid!"

"My door?" He pressed his palm against hers even harder, his previously loving gaze morphing into confusion.

Adrien watched as she tried to speak once more. Again, it was his kwami he heard. "Ewwww, stop pressing me against your cheek!”

Suddenly, he felt something bite into his hand, tiny teeth nipping at his soft skin. Did his Lady’s hand grow teeth all of a sudden? His question was forgotten as he jolted awake, slipping from the dreamscape of his mind and into the real world. Apparently a bite was enough to rouse him. As he slowly blinked his eyes, gaining consciousness, he swatted his hand frantically, and saw something black get flung off his body. Oh. Plagg woke me up, he surmised.

“Plagg! Wha’ was tha’ fo’?!” he asked as he yawned, wincing when he automatically raised his bitten hand to cover his mouth. He felt too tired to stay mad. How odd… why is the name Ladydoor popping up in my head? And...Hawky-chan??? What a wild dream… why can’t I remember the rest of the dream, though?

Glancing at the computer he had neglected to turn off before he had slept, he saw the browser still open to the home page of the Ladyblog with the headline “LADYNOIR CONFIRMED?” in bold letters. Clicking the next tab would display a paused anime video—Demon Slayer, or Kimetsu no Yaiba, to be precise. Huh. That must’ve been where “Hawky-chan” came from. He cringed at the thought of calling Hawkmoth that. Though I still can’t figure out, for the life of me, why Ladydoor is a thing…

He shook his head, dismissing those thoughts. He’d annoy Plagg for biting him later, but for now, he had to get dressed, or else he’d be late for school. And what kind of impression would that make on his princess?

He smiled at the thought of Marinette. Last night's decision had greatly eased his mind. Now, he was fully set on giving Ladybug up and pursuing Marinette instead! Getting up energetically, he raced to get ready and ran down the stairs, skidding to a halt at the entrance of the dining hall.

Nathalie met him at the table, tablet in hand. "Good morning, Adrien," she said monotonously.

Adrien beamed at her, not forgetting what she had done for him. "Good morning, Nathalie! Thank you!" The last two words came out in a hushed whisper.

At that, Nathalie cracked a smile, her usually dull sapphire eyes sparking to life. "You're welcome, Adrien."

The blonde shovelled in his breakfast as Nathalie nattered on about his schedule. "You have fencing practice after school with Kagami, then a photoshoot at the park. After that, you have…"

Meanwhile, Adrien's mind was on other things. Like how he would run to Marinette and dramatically drop on one knee, propose marriage, marry her, and have a hamster and three kids! They would name the hamster—

"Adrien?" Nathalie said, snapping him out of his daydream. "You've been gazing off into the distance and your plate is empty. It's already time for school."

He blinked. Oops. Smiling sheepishly, he slung his bag around his body and waved at Nathalie. "Bye!"

Skipping down the stairs, he made his way to the Gorilla, who was already at the wheel. He slipped into the backseat, humming merrily as he slid the seatbelt across his chest, the sound of it locking in a satisfying click. His leg jittered all the way to school, with an almost hyperactive energy.

Once they had arrived at school, Adrien quickly dashed out of the car, taking the steps two at a time to greet Nino, who was already inside. “Dude!” he said excitedly, ignoring the offered fist and grabbing him by the shoulders. “Nathalie said she’ll arrange for me to have a sleepover next Friday, behind Father’s back!”

Nino immediately brightened. “Bro, that’s awesome! Wait ‘til I tell the girls!”

Adrien grinned widely. They climbed up the stairs and entered the classroom, Adrien moving to sit at Alya’s seat next to Nino as he waited for Marinette to come in. Lila was, thankfully, nowhere in sight. “Whose house should we have it at? For obvious reasons, we can’t have it in mine,” he said.

Nino propped his head up on his arm in thought. "I don't think we'd fit in the apartment I live in… maybe we can go to Alya's or Marinette's?"

Adrien smiled at the thought of going to Tom and Sabine's Patisserie again. "Yeah, let's ask them later!"

The exact same moment those words left his mouth, Alya and Marinette walked in, chatting away merrily. Adrien felt as if time had come to a standstill as he saw Marinette giggle in slow motion, her soft, pink lips curving up, and her long, black eyelashes brushing her cheekbones as her eyes crinkled up.

He suddenly felt someone's hand pushing his mouth closed. "See something you like?" Nino snickered.

Adrien spluttered. "Shut up, Nino!" His cheeks flamed.

Nino smirked. "Ooh... the model doesn't wanna be embarrassed in front of his crush~" he sing-songed.

Adrien blushed even more. "Wh-what? How did you know?" he whispered frantically, noticing that Alya and Marinette had paused near the teacher's desk.

Nino's eyebrows shot up. "Wait, what? You've realized it on your own?" He grinned. "ALYA, YOU OWE ME TWENTY BUCKS!" he hollered. It was a good thing class hadn't started yet, or Ms. Bustier would've scolded him.

Alya's eyes widened to the size of plates. "You're kidding," she said, unbelieving. Her voice rose to a shout. "You're kidding!"

Adrien blinked. His friends had bet on his love life?

Alya stomped over to Nino and slammed down a few bills, making Adrien jump in his borrowed seat. She glared at him. "Damn you, Agreste!"

Adrien shivered, seeing the annoyance in her eyes. Alya only tore her gaze away when Marinette touched her on the arm.

"What's wrong, Alya?" she asked with cheerful curiosity.

Alya clenched her fists wordlessly as Marinette studied Nino's cat-that-ate-the-canary expression.

Nino grinned triumphantly. "We had a bet, and Alya lost," he explained, voice dripping with satisfaction.

Alya, meanwhile, glared at Adrien from where she stood next to Marinette, miming zipping her lips shut. Adrien understood the unspoken threat in her eyes. Do not say a word to her about what the bet was, or I will destroy you.

He shuddered and nodded meekly. Picking up his messenger bag, he stood up, Alya slipping into the seat in his stead. "C'mon, Mari, let's get to our seats," he said, looking straight at the girl in question. He pretended he couldn't feel his ears turn red at the tips.

Marinette squeaked in surprise. "S-seats? Oh, y-yeah," she stuttered out, starstruck. How would she ever be able to talk to him coherently, when he kept staring at her like that?

Adrien laughed. "You're so forgetful, Mari!" he teased. His Princess blushed. Aww, how cute!

Together, they climbed up the steps leading to their shared desk, sitting down. Adrien attempted to start a conversation. "Random question: do you ship Ladynoir? I want to know your opinion," he said, smiling.

Marinette looked surprised at his question. "Ladynoir?" she mused. "Hasn't Ladybug been rejecting Chat Noir's advances, though?"

"Well, true."

"I don't ship them, because I don't think Ladybug returns his love romantically," she stated. She didn't even notice that she hadn't stuttered ever since they switched to a more comfortable topic.

Adrien tapped his chin thoughtfully. "I used to ship them, but Chat Noir recently told me he likes someone else," he confided.

Marinette looked surprised. "He does?"

A small part of Adrien wondered why Marinette hadn't even questioned why he would know. He dismissed the thought. "Yeah, he told me yesterday. We're really good friends, just like how you and I are!" he lied.

Whatever Marinette had to say would have to wait, however, because at that moment, Lila dashed in dramatically, almost late. "Sorry, guys! Someone asked me to rescue a kitten from a tree as I was on my way!"

Marinette raised her eyebrows at Lila's latest lie as everyone assured her it was fine. Rescued a cat from a tree? Then why is her outfit pristine? Climbing leaves its marks behind…

She turned to meet Adrien's emerald eyes, brimming with the same doubt she harbored. Adrien's lips quirked up. "How do they not see through her excuses?" he said in a hushed whisper, slightly irritated.

Marinette rolled her eyes, slowly getting more comfortable with him without her even realizing it. "I know, right?" she complained softly, frowning.

Adrien gazed at her with his Soft Eyes™, smiling at her. She was absolutely adorable when she pouted.

The bell rang, interrupting whatever new story Lila was spinning from her seat in the front. Ms. Bustier walked in, heels tapping against the floor.

"Good morning, class." she greeted, smiling.

"Good morning, Ms. Bustier," they echoed back.

"So, today we will be learning about…"

Adrien watched Marinette start scribbling down notes, finding it cute how her tongue poked out of her mouth as she focused. Suddenly, she looked up and arrested his gaze with her innocent, wide-eyed gaze.

She let out a small meep!. Adrien impulsively booped her nose. "Mari, you look so cute!"

She looked thunderstruck. Her jaw dropped as her cheeks reddened. Opening and closing her mouth repeatedly, she tried to speak, but failed.

Alya had turned to check on them at that same moment, and almost screamed in annoyance at the amount of unresolved romantic tension hanging between them. Instead, she stared up at the ceiling, letting out a quiet groan of frustration. Why me?

Nino patted her back in pity. It wasn't their fault they had been given the most oblivious best friends ever.

After Ms. Bustier had dismissed them, Marinette and Adrien trooped over to Alya and Nino's desk. At this point, Marinette had already resigned herself to her fate, and was just hoping it would be fun.

Alya broke the silence. "So, Sunshine over here has been allowed to have a sleepover on Friday night, which is...two days from now. Adrien's and Nino's houses have both been ruled out, so that leaves mine and Marinette's. We could go to mine," she offered.

Marinette laughed. "No need, Alya. When I asked my parents for permission for the sleepover, they practically ordered me to invite you guys to our home," she said, giggling.

Nino grinned. "Okay, so it's all set! We can go to the bakery after school and have fun there!"

Alya and Adrien nodded in agreement. Adrien spoke up shyly, rubbing the back of his neck. "This is actually my first ever sleepover, so...can you guys show me what it's supposed to be like?" he asked sheepishly.

All three of them instantly felt pity for him.

I'm killing his dad.

His dad has good designing skills, but that doesn't excuse his awful treatment of Adrien.

Wish I had thrown my bubble mixture in his face last time...

"Agreste, you'll experience the best sleepover you'll ever have in your life!" Alya declared.

Marinette nodded. "Y-yeah!" she stammered out.

Nino nodded. "What Alya said."

Adrien smiled brightly. "Thanks, guys. You're the best friends anyone could ever ask for!" On an impulse he hugged all of them.

Marinette squeaked again as she was squeezed against Alya, Nino, and Adrien.

"I love you guys so much!" Adrien said excitedly, mostly aiming the sentiment at Marinette.

Marinette blushed so hard, she looked like a tomato. Stop it! You know he doesn't mean it that way!

Alya smirked knowingly at Marinette, as Adrien chattered on excitedly about the sleepover, oblivious to her overly red face.

"Well!" Alya announced. "Marinette and I are heading home. See you guys tomorrow!"

Marinette, still speechless, waved back wordlessly, smiling through her blush.

Adrien's eyes crinkled up as he watched Marinette and Alya go. Suddenly, he heard Nino chuckle beside him.

"Dang, bro. You got it bad."

Somewhere in the depths of Adrien's bag, Plagg chuckled. He's not wrong.

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