10 Days Before the Masquerade || Miraculous Ladybug

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S is for 'Sup guys, I'm inviting you to a masquerade party!'

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8 days before the masquerade...

"Wow, it's a miracle that you're not late today." Alya said but Marinette suddenly tripped on her feet, making her yelp as she fell to the floor. "But you're still--"

"Klutz?" Marinette and Alya gasped before looking at their boss who just sighed. Adrien looked at Marinette coldly before he simply walked away.

"Geez." Alya said before helping Marinette get up. "Wat did he eat for breakfast today?"

"Ice...lots and lots of ice." Marinette replied and Alya chuckled. "Let's just go to work."

***

While Marinette was silently designing another dress, a blonde woman entered the office, her outfit almost as yellow as the sun that Alya had to squint her eyes. "Is that who I think she is?" She whispered to Marinette as she stared at the woman.

Marinette gasped. "It's Miss Chloe Bourgeois, quick, hide!" Marinette ducked on her desk as Alya chuckled.

"Girl, what are you doing?" Alya shook her head at her friend. "Here she comes." She said as Marinette slowly peaked when Chloe passed by, Chloe glanced at her and smiled before proceeding to Adrien's office.

"S--she smiled at me." Marinette squeaked. "I can't believe it, no."

Alya chuckled again. "Let's just proceed to work like nothing ever happened, we don't want coldhearted boss to spot us talking, eh?"

"I heard that." A familiar voice said as Alya gasped and Marinette shrieked and fell off her seat. Felix laughed and Marinette got up and glared at him.

"Seriously?!" Marinette groaned and rubbed her head.

Felix was still laughing. "Sorry guys."

"Not funny." Alya crossed her arms sassily.

"Felix." They all looked at Adrien as he called up on his twin, Felix shrugged before leaving the two of them.

"Is everyday April Fool's Day for him?" Alya asked and Marinette shrugged. "How did I became best friend with that idiot?"

"And how did I have a crush on him?" Marinette mumbled before sitting back on her chair and continued designing on the dress.

"But I saw your design, by the way, I like the red color with the black spots, it's unique." I heard Sir Adrien's voice in my head said. Wait...why am I thinking about what he said?

I looked at my design again and sighed. "I'll never be good enough."

***

"Adrikins." Chloe said as she slowly entered Adrien's office, Adrien was typing something on his laptop, he looked up her before closing his laptop.

"Hey, Chlo." He replied coolly as Chloe sat on the couch. "What brings you here?"

"Well, I want to tell you and your twin something." Chloe replied and battled her eyelashes at him.

Adrien scoffed. "If you're going to confess your feelings for my brother then I'm totally out of it." He grinned. "He's not here yet."

They suddenly heard a shriek and Adrien sighed before rolling his eyes, surely he knows who's voice that was. "Who was that?" Chloe asked confusingly before looking at the window, there, she saw Felix talking to two employees that she does not know.

"Miss Dupain-Cheng, the most klutz one." Adrien stood up.

Chloe raised her eyebrow. "Why don't you fire her?" She cross her arms.

"Can't." He replied.

"Why not?"

"Personal reasons." Adrien sighed and Chloe scoffed.

"You could just ask her out, you know?" She grinned and Adrien glared at her.

"You could just confess your feelings to my twin, you know?" Adrien replied, mimicking Chloe. "Felix." He called as he opened the door and Felix looked at Marinette and Alya before shrugging. The two employees watched as Felix entered the office.

"Oh, hey Chlo." Felix greeted when he saw the blonde brat sitting on the couch.

"So, Chloe, you wanted to confess something?" Adrien grinned as he sat on his desk. Felix looked at her expectantly as Chloe groaned and glared at Adrien.

"I'm not going to confess anything, I'm just giving you invitation. My birthday is on eight days, I want you to go, it's a masquerade party." She said and handed them small box of invitation cards. "You can invite your friends, or whoever you want, oh, and DJ Bubbler would be guesting, isn't that great?"

"DJ Bubbler, really?" Adrien asked.

"Cool!" Felix cheers and Adrien rolled his eyes.

"I would expect you to be there!" Chloe clapped her hands once before standing up. "Oh, and I expect presents." She giggled.

"Eeeeh. No." Felix chuckled and grinned widely and Adrien smiled at the two of them.

"Ergh, whatever, anyway, I have to go." Chloe walked sassily to the door.

"Bye, Chlo." Adrien and Felix said at the same time and Chloe waved one last time before she left.

"You know, I like her better for you than Dupain-Cheng." Adrien said and Felix raised an eyebrow at him.

"Two days ago, you said you want me to confess my feelings for Marinette." Felix replied and Adrien shrugged. "Seriously, which side are you on?"

***

"The usual, please." Alya says to the waitress and she nodded before leaving.

"'Sup, guys!" Felix greeted and Marinette jumped off her seat. "Mind if I join?"

"Oh," Alya replied. "Sure." She pull Marinette up.

"So as an apology earlier, I wanna give you these." Felix handed them their invitation cards.

"W--what's this?" Marinette asked.

"Oh, that's an invitation to Miss Bourgoeis' masquerade party in eight days." Felix grinned. Marinette gasped as Alya squealed excitedly.

"We're invited?!" Alya yelled.

"Whoa, this is...this is great. T-thank you." Marinette said and bowed her head to hide her blush.

"Anything for my besties." Felix said. Marinette's smile vanished. Besites. Of course she's just his bestie. Nothing more. "I have to go now, girls. My bro and I have a meeting later."

"Oh. Okay." Marinette said, hiding her disappointment, as much as she wants to eat lunch together with Felix...well, not today.

"So...when will we look for dresses for the masquerade party?" Alya wiggled her eyebrows as Marinette watxhed Felix exit the diner. "Mari, you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine." Marinette replied and smiled a bit when their orders finally arrived. "Maybe we can start looking for dresses tomorrow."

"Wait a sec. Why would we look for dresses?" Alya grinned. "You're a designer, right?"

Marinette chuckled while rolling her eyes. "I'm not a designer, Alya."

"But you can make our dresses." Alya said, wiggling her eyebrows.

"Hmm." Marinette grinned.