《Ladybug x Chat Noir (Cat Noir) one shots》Halloween Dance
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"How did you talk me into this?" Marinette exasperatedly asks Alya while looking at herself in the mirror.
"Relax girl! It's just a Halloween costume. Plus you only have o wear it for the party." Alya crosses her arms as she examines the dress she talked, well tricked is more like it, Marinette into wearing.
"I really don't think I'm comfortable with this." Marinette takes another look at the black dress she made.
"I wondered why you didn't ask for a Ladybug costume and now I know." Marinette glanced over her shoulder to Alya, who had on a store bought Ladybug costume and then back at the mirror.
Alya had said the dress was for her, only she switched Marinette's measurements for her own. When Marinette finished the dress, it was too small for Alya and fit Mari perfectly.
Alya had bought a costume for herself and a couple of things to go with Marinette's dress too.
When Alya did Mari's makeup, she use water proof eyeliner so she couldn't take it off.
Now Marinette stood looking at herself in the mirror. The dress was pure black and tight around tight bust. The skirt started to puff out at the waist and was only knee length. Alya had even given her cat eyes, a black nose, and whiskers with the eyeliner. She even bought black ears and elbow length gloves.
"All of this for a stupid school party." Alya gasped at Marinette's statement and Mari rolled her eyes.
"There is a reason I put you in this outfit and now I'm not telling you why." Alya turned her back to Mari and stuck her nose in the air.
"Is the reason that you didn't have a Chat Noir?"
"No, my Chat is Nino. Your partner is another cat, a white one too." Alya laughs a bit. "Now put on the heels I got you. We have to leave soon."
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Marinette sighs as she sits at her desk to put on the heels. Alya had made her practice walking in heels all week, so she was okay in the. Let's just say, it was harder for Marinette to learn to walk in heels than it was for Ladybug to take down Animan.
After Marinette puts in her heels, Alya grabs her hand, dragging her down the stairs, out the door and to the school, without her purse.
Marinette and Alya stood by the steps of the stairs until they saw two people, one in a black Chat Noir costume and one in a white Chat Noir costume, approaching.
When the two got closer it because apparent to Marinette that Nino was in black and Adrien was in white, only he had wore a white jacket too. Nether has a mask, which Adrien was thankful for, or a baton.
"Why hello Ladybug." Nino cheerfully greeted Alya. Luckily nobody noticed Marinette almost say hello when Nino said Ladybug.
"Hello there Chat Noir." Alya said happily. Adrien almost said something when his other identity's name was said. Marinette noticed, bit brushed it off.
"Chat Noir is like you to meet Chaton Noir." Alya said, gesturing towards Mari.
Marinette blushed and glared at Alya. The other 3 thought the joke was hilarious, even though Marinette was completely red from blushing. Her face had to resemble the color of her mask by now.
"Dudes, I'd like you to meet Chat Blanc." Nino points to Adrien as talks and Marinette begins to the blush that has been growing on Adrian's from the second he first looked at her.
Unnoticed to the group, a limo had pulled up while they were talking and a rather annoying classmate had gotten out.
"Uhg what are those trash bags you're wearing?" The group turns to look at the speaker and all groan. Of course it was Chloè.
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"You look nothing like the amazing Ladybug! and Chat Noir doesn't look near that trashy, even if he is just a sidekick." Adrien slumped over discouragedly.
"Uh Chloè, what are you wearing?" Alya asked, looking at the girls black and yellow striped dress.
"I'm a queen bee, duh! I have a crown and a bee pattern dress, isn't it obvious?" Chloè scoffed.
"Maybe a bee-itch." Mutters Alya.
Chloè stormed inside, quickly followed by Sabrina, who had had just arrived with a piece of tape around the bridge of her glasses.
After a bit more talking, Marinette began to shiver in the cool air. She tried to hide it as best she could, but to no prevail. Defeatedly, she looked down until a warmth covered her upper body. When she looked up, she realized that Adrien had wrapped his jacket around her shoulders with a smile.
Alya and Nino noticed this and finally happy with the event, decided to go in. When the group walked in the door, they instantly regretted it as Mr. Damocles was standing at the gym door in a spandex Ladybug costume.
It was the last dance of the night, a slow song and everyone was dancing, except Marinette, Adrien and Chloè. When the song started, Chloè began to try and make her way to Adrien but Alya and Nino blocked her way multiple times.
Adrien was thankful they had and he was trying to find a way away from Chloè. Then he saw Marinette sitting alone at a table with a sad look. He didn't know if he could do did, ask Mari to dance.
What was worse, being rejected by your crush or having to dance with someone you hate? At first he thought to take his chances with Chloè, but looked at how sad Mari was and made up his mind. Maybe she would say yes, maybe she liked him too.
Adrien looked back at Chloè one more time before quickly making his way to Marinette. He held his hand out to Mari and she looked at him in surprise.
"May I, may I have this dance Marinette?"
Unable to make a cohesive word, Marinette nodded yes vigorously. Adrien smiled as he pulled he onto he dance floor and held her closely.
Marinette was happy to be dancing with Adrien, except for one thing. She had no idea how to dance. Her face turned her as she stepped on Adrien's foot once, twice, three times. Each time she did, he just laughed though.
He leaned down to her and whispered in her ear, "Follow my lead." She nodded again and watched his feet. Soon she got the pattern down and looked back up at Adrien. When she looked up, Adrien's eyes were already on her and a smile on his face.
They danced that way the for the rest of the song.
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