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Marc's boots hit the floor loudly as he ran around the school, shouting for his boyfriend.
Around him, various students were surrounded by their friends, affected by symptoms from famous fairy tales.
Kim was struggling to hold Ondine in his arms, who was panicking because of her newly formed mermaid tail that had replaced her legs.
Rose held an apple in her hand, grip still tight even as she was passed out in Juleka's lap, her girlfriend worrying over the cursed blond.
All he could focus on was his inability to find Nathaniel.
Eventually, Marc ran into the art room, slamming the door open, going silent in shock as he saw the Akuma standing there. His mouth went dry as they turned around with a smug smirk. "Sorry, Mr. Prince. You've arrived a bit too late." They took a step back and revealed Nathaniel, collapsed on the ground with his eyes shut, almost peacefully. A spinning wheel stood nearby, the tip of the spindle almost glistening.
"Your royalty has already pricked his finger."
Marc ran over to his boyfriend, kneeling down and trying to shake him awake. The Akuma laughed triumphantly, leaving the room. The writer sniffled a little, rocking the artist back and forth in his arms.
He should've been here to protect Nathaniel, he's such a bad boyfriend-
"Hey- Hey, you can stop now!"
Marc yelped, immediately dropping Nathaniel's head onto the ground. The redhead groaned and looked up at him. "How are you awake?! I thought you-"
"How dumb do you think I am?" Nathaniel snorted with no real malice, sitting back up with a smug little grin, "An Akuma walks in, forms a spinning wheel and tells me to touch it, while snickering about how often I sleep in class. Of course I'm not gonna touch it!"
Marc just sighed in relief, hugging him again. Nathaniel giggled, gladly accepting the embrace.