Basically this book is just a compilation of Miraculous Ladybug one-shots originated from a bunch of little ideas that I couldn't make into full books... so I turned them into one-shots...
or two-shots...
or maybe even three-shots...
Depending on th...
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Oof, I've never watched the movie freaky friday, but I'll give this one my best shot. Sorry for the long wait! I hope you enjoy.
* 🔞 + for language *
Read at your own risk.
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In an attempt to salvage their complicated relationship for the sake of their troubled, teenage son, Marinette decides to invite Adrien over for dinner. What could go wrong, right? Right... no. No, not at all. Because somehow, the next morning, Marinette is in Adrien's body and Adrien is in hers, and their son has absolutely no idea. Though, as crazy as it sounds, she should've expected something crazy like this to somehow happen to them. After all, luck was never on her side.
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Marinette considered her life to be a pretty complicated one.
"This is absolutely stupid and I won't be a part of it."
Why, you might ask? Well... because she had a teenage son.
"Don't make this complicated, Louis." Marinette was right on her sixteen-year-old son's tail. He was trying to escape her, something he usually did whenever he was explicitly done with any conversation he didn't like. He was one of the most stubborn, hard-headed boys she'd ever dealt with in her lifetime, and he was no welcoming to change either. But she supposed his hotheadedness was inherited solely from his father; a man who had just about the same amount of stubbornness when it came to doing things he didn't like.
"Complicated?" Her son laughed at that. He didn't look over his shoulder, so she couldn't exactly gauge his reaction. Instead, he seemed to speed up. "He's the one who's complicated, not me. Why would you ever invite that asshole here?"
She cringed at her son's choice of words, and it almost caused her to falter in her step. But Marinette was a rather strong woman, and she wasn't exactly one to back down from the things—orpeople—she cared about either.
