Balance (Luka Couffaine X Fem-Reader)

XXX: Despair Bear

Thank you all for the 16K reads, I cannot believe it's almost been three years. Thank you all and I hope you enjoy the chapter.

Ps. Sorry for the late update. I accidentally deleted a few chapters and I'm trying to re write them as fast a possible. Thank you for the patience. 

Despair bear

Thankfully, today, Mr. DuPain was teaching our class, and as much as I love Miss. Bustier, you cannot go wrong with the secrets of making the best Macaroons in Paris. "I'll let you in on a little secret. I always add cream to the chocolate to make the ganache extra velvety. Then I let infuse for one minute." Mr. DuPain had been explaining while I stood beside Marinette and Alya. I had been keeping a mental note to convince Natalie to buy me the ingredients and make my own at home. "I love it when your dad comes to class and gives us pastry lessons!" Alya whispered to Marinette, and I nodded in agreement cause who doesn't love macaroons instead of a quiz early in the morning. "So does he!" Marinette told us as she giggled. But then Chlo ruined the mood.

"Urgh! Do they seriously think I will get my hands dirty, cooking like some maid? If I want a croissant, I'd make my butler get it for me." Chlo complained, causing me to roll my eyes and make me wonder.

"He's not making croissants, Chloé. Those are macarons!" Rose told Chlo, who simply glared at the girl.

"It's all done with a flick of the wrist. But you mustn't go too fast, or you might splash yourself!" Mr DuPain explained, bringing the attention back to his lesson. "And soil my Chenal pants? Who's he kidding?" Chlo complained once more, causing me to sigh and roll my eyes.

"Look at this lovely emulsion." Mr. DuPain showed us the picture, getting surprised looks from the class. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Chlo move away from the class, but before I can get a better look, I feel a tap on my foot.

I looked down to see Yang trying to get my attention; when he noticed my eyes on him, he pointed at his mouth as if to tell me he wanted some of the macaroons. I Shook my head and mouthed 'later' before bringing my attention to the lesson, as Rose's voice alerted me. "It's beautiful!"

"Now we need to chill it for half an hour. Marinette?" Mr. Dupain told the class before turning to his daughter. "Yes, Dad?" Marinette says with a gasp, seeming to be lost in a trance. "Could you put this in the school cafeteria fridge for me? In the meantime, I will show your friends how to whip up egg whites!"

"Of course!" and with that, Marinette left the classroom.

"Alright, so now-" Mr. Dupain started, but then he was interrupted by an alarm.

"You know the drill so. Quietly, students. Single file line, please. Just keep moving." Miss told us I was in the back as she led us out of the class, but I didn't miss the glare Chlo gave Marinette.

...

"So, some smart aleck had the bright idea of calling the fire department. Somebody amongst us thought wasting the fire captain's valuable time would be funny." Mr. Damocles told the school, and most were shocked. "Yes, in fact, if you wouldn't mind I..." The poor firemen tried to run off but failed miserably, as Mr. Damocles held him back.

"Hold on! I want the guilty party to apologize to you."

The room mostly stayed silent, but some students started to whisper amongst themselves. But then Chlo spoke up. "Denis Damoclès, sir?" we all turned to see her with her hand up. "Yes, Miss Bourgeois?" "I saw a student leaving the classroom right before the alarm went off. It must have been her." Chlo told everyone, and the entire school had a few shocked expressions.