I didn't know that. It's a good idea, though. We can always do both. Try to get a message out to some of the other newbies, and make a point to show up for the next meeting, even if we do find someone helpful this time. [Her curiosity was piqued now, so she wanted to show up the next time just to see how different it was going to be.
And maybe she'd try to bring some better food for the next time.]
I guess I was being a little silly. [She's just giggling at her own foolishness for a moment.] And you're right. I absolutely wouldn't want you to be sorry for getting excited about things. [That would just be silly.]
I'm just looking forward to seeing how amazing we are together. [It occurred to her that he could probably take that a couple of ways, but she wasn't terribly worried about it. And she wasn't technically wrong. They were together now - more so than they had been in the past, at any rate.
Oh, yes, she realizes how he meant it, but the words still had her heart fluttering in her chest and her face burning. Oh, get a grip, Marinette!] We can just make each other happy. How would that be? [So maybe that wasn't how it was supposed to work, but she was determined to make sure she never made him unhappy, at the very least.]
Nervous? [It would be a lie to claim that she wasn't, and the thought that he might be too was a little bit comforting.] You're welcome, Adrien. [It was easy to trust that he'd never do anything to hurt her because she knew he was too good to ever let that happen. He was a hero, even if he didn't realize it.]
I try to be. [Sometimes it was difficult, particularly when she was dealing with Chloe. But most of the time she liked to believe she was good enough to be worthy of being Chat's partner.] I know. Really, I do. I think it's just going to take some time to get used to everything that's changed.
[And then there was nothing left to do but say the spell and make him hers. The words sound a little foreign even as she's saying them, but they were right. She'd known almost instinctively what to say, and as soon as she was finished, she noticed the change in the air.
Marinette is watching with wide eyes as the magic envelops him, and then he's melting away into a pulsing, glowing blob of magical energy. Before she can really understand what's happening, that magic is coiling around her hand, and then working its way up her arm to settle around her shoulders.
In the midst of this, she's hit with the vision from before - of Chat's death. By the time she's registering his voice near her ear, there are tears running down her cheeks again. How many more times was she going to have to see that?
Rather than dwell on that, she's lifting a hand to run her fingers over the soft fabric of the scarf she'd made for Adrien before. Only, no, this couldn't be that scarf. Because it was Adrien...?] I could never forget about you. [She's shaking her head and laughing softly at that.] You're very soft...
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And maybe she'd try to bring some better food for the next time.]
I guess I was being a little silly. [She's just giggling at her own foolishness for a moment.] And you're right. I absolutely wouldn't want you to be sorry for getting excited about things. [That would just be silly.]
I'm just looking forward to seeing how amazing we are together. [It occurred to her that he could probably take that a couple of ways, but she wasn't terribly worried about it. And she wasn't technically wrong. They were together now - more so than they had been in the past, at any rate.
Oh, yes, she realizes how he meant it, but the words still had her heart fluttering in her chest and her face burning. Oh, get a grip, Marinette!] We can just make each other happy. How would that be? [So maybe that wasn't how it was supposed to work, but she was determined to make sure she never made him unhappy, at the very least.]
Nervous? [It would be a lie to claim that she wasn't, and the thought that he might be too was a little bit comforting.] You're welcome, Adrien. [It was easy to trust that he'd never do anything to hurt her because she knew he was too good to ever let that happen. He was a hero, even if he didn't realize it.]
I try to be. [Sometimes it was difficult, particularly when she was dealing with Chloe. But most of the time she liked to believe she was good enough to be worthy of being Chat's partner.] I know. Really, I do. I think it's just going to take some time to get used to everything that's changed.
[And then there was nothing left to do but say the spell and make him hers. The words sound a little foreign even as she's saying them, but they were right. She'd known almost instinctively what to say, and as soon as she was finished, she noticed the change in the air.
Marinette is watching with wide eyes as the magic envelops him, and then he's melting away into a pulsing, glowing blob of magical energy. Before she can really understand what's happening, that magic is coiling around her hand, and then working its way up her arm to settle around her shoulders.
In the midst of this, she's hit with the vision from before - of Chat's death. By the time she's registering his voice near her ear, there are tears running down her cheeks again. How many more times was she going to have to see that?
Rather than dwell on that, she's lifting a hand to run her fingers over the soft fabric of the scarf she'd made for Adrien before. Only, no, this couldn't be that scarf. Because it was Adrien...?] I could never forget about you. [She's shaking her head and laughing softly at that.] You're very soft...