Paris Monsieur in Gotham) [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 4

Summary:
They took the first leap on a rooftop.

Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text
Chris beamed proudly for his best friend. He also gave Dahlia another approval point on her tally card for being there for said best friend.

He’d seen Adrianne make her way towards Marcel and knew that if the look on her face was anything to go by, she was gonna lay some crap down on him. He’d been prepared to put down the coffee and intervene but it turns out he didn’t have to.

He’d be an even bigger liar than Lie-la if he said he wasn’t damn proud of Marcel for standing up against Adrianne and calling her out on her crap. Years ago, he would’ve stabbed himself than take Marcel’s side over Adrianne’s but well….things have changed.

Adrianne wasn’t the sweet sunshine goody two shoes girl he grew up with anymore. Both of them were growing up and she refused to do so the right way- the real way.

Sure, Chris didn’t exactly grow up in the right way either- his former jerky bully phase being a prime example- but still, at least he wasn’t as sheltered or naïve as her. He never let his kindness turn him into a doormat or let his politeness hold him back from his own personal stances.

“Chris, your coffee’s getting cold.” Sabrina said, snapping him out of his stupor.

“Oh, right.” He said, shaking his head.

“….are you okay? Did that akuma hit you harder than you think?” she asked him, keeping her voice low but her concern evident as her eyes scanned him for injuries.

“I’m fine, Sabrina. Just….thinking.” he sighed.

“You seem to have gotten that from Marcel.” She joked.

“No, I think I got that from you.” He teased back.

“But seriously…what’s the plan? How are the two of you going to find Ba-you-know-who?” she asked.

And that was the elephant in the room.

“I….honestly don’t know.” He admitted, stirring his coffee. “None of them are the easiest people to track down and we don’t exactly have their email.”

“Maybe you can make a Bat Signal? I mean, that’s what the GCPD use, right?” she suggested.

“And where will we find a giant light for that?” he asked.

She shrugged. “Lucky Charm….?”

“You and I both know it’s never that simple.” He pointed out. “But that’s a pretty good idea.” He added, not wanting to put her down. It was a pretty plausible plan, all things considered.

“So, what do you think of Dahlia?” Sabrina asked, changing the subject.

“She’s tolerable.” He said. Then he grinned mischievously. “She’s stoic but seems quite smitten with our man Marcel, isn’t she?”

Sabrina hummed and nodded in agreement, her lips quirking up into a similar knowing grin. “I could say the same for Marcel.”

“Whatcha talking about?” Alix asked, returning from her restroom trip.

“Our class’s sunshine girl tried to give our man Mar some crap but he stood up for himself and gave her a reality slap. Walked away in a huff afterwards. But the best part? Dahlia was there to catch him when he was at his lowest. Girl did a damn good job of snapping him out of his funk too.” Chris supplied.

Alix’s eyebrows rose in surprise. “Just like that?” she asked. It wasn’t easy for anyone- even them, his own friends- to get Marcel back on his feet after that kind of encounter.