Miraculous Prompts

Revenge

A/N: This is an interesting chapter that is probably a complete waste of your time. I would recommend skipping it, even. Basically, my best friend (LandraWolf) is writing a Zootopa fic, and in it she has a character named Alay who dates Nick for a bit just so we have some nice tension in between Nick and Judy. Everyone else reading that fic hates Alay, but I actually like and her and I'm totally a Nalay shipper. So in revenge for my constant whining about it, LandraWolf gave me an evil prompt. So I wrote it.

It's basically a random beginning and then the ending is stuffed full of inside jokes. So yeah... I'll probably be posting several more prompts to make up for this one. Don't read it if you don't want to. Half of this will make almost no sense if you are not me, LandraWolf, or MagicJacket. If you do read it for some crazy reason, I hope you enjoy it I guess...

Chapter 5: Revenge

Prompt: Adrien and Alya: Date

Rating: T

Suggested by: LandraWolf

Warning: ZOOTOPIA SPOILERS! OOC, not proof read, confusing and random as hell, as long as a usual prompt (maybe a bit shorter) and with no real ending or good plot. You've been warned.

It was a day just like any other. For the time being, of course. None of the innocent Parisians could have possibly guessed what was going to take place later that day. Of course, the events that unfolded are totally true. Because I took part in them. And I'm writing them.

Marinette Dupain-Cheng woke up late, as usual. She rushed to class, sliding into her seat five minutes after the bell rang, as usual. At lunchtime, she made up a half-baked excuse for why she had slept in for Alya, as usual. She stuttered when Adrien Agreste said hello, and then nearly tripped while getting to her table, as usual.

But for once, just this once, Alya was tired of playing wingwoman for somebody who constantly refused to make a move. It was like paying for a skydiving trip for somebody, only to have them refuse to jump. She was getting a little tired of Marinette's inability to act like a normal human around the blonde model.

Not that Alya would ever get frustrated or angry with her best friend. It was just... moving so slowly for her! She knew that Marinette and Adrien were meant together, she just knew it! But getting there was taking forever! Alya Cesaire was not a very patient person.

So here she was, standing by her locker, once again coaching the nervous bluenette. "Girl, you can do this!" she encouraged. Marinette groaned.

"I can't Alya! I can't speak a coherent sentence around him! How could I ask him on a date? What if he says no? What would I do then?" she groaned.

"Well then at least you'd know!" Alya replied.

"I'd rather die than have him turn me down! It's safer not to confess, especially if I'll end up looking like an absolute idiot!" Marinette squeaked, watching Adrien from across the locker room. Alya facepalmed.

"It's not that hard, Mari!" she insisted. "When he comes over, just say 'Adrien, would you like to go out with me?'" Alya spun around for flourish and she nearly ran into someone. Glancing up, her heart stopped. Standing there very awkwardly was Adrien Agreste.

"What? You want to go out?" he asked, staring at her. Alya had never even been remotely interested in him! At least, he didn't think so. Besides, he could never go out on a date with Alya. She was an awesome friend, but he wasn't interested in her. And he loved Ladybug.

Meanwhile, Alya scrambled to save her best friend's heart and her own dignity. "I MEANT AS FRIENDS!" she nearly yelled. "Not like a date or anything, just a lunch hangout or something. You're, um, always hanging out with Nino! I've never really talked to you much... Um..."