01-03-22, 7:28 pm
They had reached Place de Vosges and soon the bakery's back door. Marinette turned the knob as they came up to the third floor and entered the living room.
"Good evening, maman, papa," said Marinette. Both Sabrina and she bowed.
"Thank you, Sabrina." Sabine smiled.
"You think we should start paying them, honey?" Tom half-joked.
"Oh, no no. I enjoy coming here uncle, really. I'm sure Lila does too," she replied insistently.
"You want snacks, darling?" asked Sabine, turning on the television and opening the refrigerator.
"We have Canistrelli with almonds. I can make a quick, squeezed orange juice as well." Tom began preparing the juice without her response. Sabrina only giggled and murmured a thank you to the hospitable parents.
Marinette rubbed her belly. "Whether Sabrina wants them or not, I'll eat them anyway."
An authoritative yet gentle voice suddenly interrupted their conversation. The sound of cameras flashing and clicking reached their ears as well. Both Mayor André Bourgeois and the Chief of Police, Roger Raincomprix, were in a Press Conference.
Evening wasn't the usual and best time to hold relevant things such as these, which only attracted a bigger crowd.
"I understand the increasing fright of Paris, especially with the thought that history may be repeating. Children and Adults alike were tortured for the interests of Friloux and her subordinates. I can only imagine what the victims that have survived today might be feeling.
"As mayor, I say with utmost sincerity, that the recent kidnappings do not tell us that your safety as a Parisian citizen is no longer guaranteed," said Mayor Bourgeois.
"In your opinion, will this situation last?" asked a female reporter, holding out a microphone.
The camera shifted to the Chief of Police, Sabrina's father, causing the girl to straighten her back as she listened with bated breath.
"As your Mayor has said, this case is being investigated and security has been tightened significantly. Guards have been assigned to patrol in the mornings, middays, and nights," he responded slowly, putting emphasis on each word, "there is definitely a chance the Friloux Crisis will repeat all over again despite our efforts, that is unless the majority of our citizens cooperate."
"It's admirable how quickly our government responds," Sabine commented, satisfied.
Tom nodded, chewing the almonds from the snack. "Your father is a good man, Sabrina."
"The Friloux Crisis was only given the name after Friloux was imprisoned. The government didn't take many precautions against it back then, which resulted in thousands of kidnappings—deaths, rather," said Sabine crisply.
Sabrina only sighed, looking at the television and still uneasy somehow. "It's evening, so I'm honestly worried to walk back alone, especially since dad couldn't pick me up from the theatre."
"What further actions will be taken against this?" A man raised a question.
Mr. Bourgeois took the initiative to answer. "Whether or not this question would be asked, the Chief of Police and I had the intention of addressing this. I'd like to announce the new school ordinances as established by the city council. These regulations apply starting next week. This applies to Écoles maternelles, Écoles Élémentaire, Collèges, and Lycée. Depending on the respective time periods that all classes are dismissed, students are mandatorily required to return home.
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Contradiction || Marichat AU
FanfictionA plethora of enigmas, there the two of them stood in the middle of it all. The past shattered into bits of glass, yet who knew these hopeless little moments could eventually serve as pieces to the puzzle that is the future? With magical costumes h...
