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“Why are we doing this?” Marinette bemoaned, slumping her back on the bricked wall as she regained her breath. “You told me we’re going to the museum, not playing hide-and-seek with your bodyguard again.”
“I’m sorry,” Adrien sighed. The two were running for almost twenty minutes not only from Gorilla and Natalie but also from his rabid fans who want nothing but his kisses.
“I knew that naming a perfume line as Kisses was bad,” the blond huffed then wiped his trickling sweat with the back of his hand.
“I have a Kiss, chuu - chuu~ Give me a Kiss, chuu - chuu~”
“Oh shut up, will you?”
The pigtailed girl bellowed a laugh, much to her companion’s chagrin “I - I didn’t mean to offend you - ”
“Yet you did!”
“- and I’m sorry - ”
“You’re not sorry at all!”
“But Adrien, you got to admit, you wearing that long dress and white wings was horribly ridiculous!”
“Correction, I’m not wearing a dress but a Chiton!” he miffed with a pout. “You’re a designer; you should know that!”
“But that Chiton was way bigger than your body!” she snorted indignantly. “And they even made you wear a what, Angel’s Wings?! No wonder you were naturally blushing with a lovely shade of red!”
Both knew that the ’natural blush’ was an allergic reaction and the ’lovely shade of red’ was due to his constant sneeze.
“Stop teasing me, Marinette!” the blond whined childishly. No way he can seriously stay mad at his friend. “We have to do something or else we’ll both face our best friends’ wrath!”
The girl looked around and saw a pile of junk on the alleyway.
Well, she smirked at the thought. I’m not Ladybug if I can’t use Lady Luck.
“Adrien?”
“What?”
She jerked her thumb at the garbage “I have an idea.”
Few minutes later, the teens arrived at their meeting place with ripped jeans, grunged shirt, sleeked hair, and a heavy mascara.
“I’m sorry Nino, we were held up for a moment - ”
“Who the foutre are you and what did you do to my best friend?!”