Chat Noir/Adrien Agreste x reader

A Derby hat?!

Forgot to mention this but you are an artist in this story and even though in the Marinette is a total cluz, which is what i find so fun about her, you have to be not a cluz to skate the way you do in the story.  REMEMBER! YOU CAN TALK NORMALLY TO ADRIEN!

"You only have one day to work on your fashion piece and it must be your own design." the principal of the school said to the class, "In ten hours your finished presentation will be judge by none other than the great fashion designer, Gabriel Agreste, the father of our very own Adrien Agreste." With that saying Nino nudged said blond while he was rubbing is neck, embarrassed, and the principal continued his lecture, "In fact Adrien will model the winning design in his next photo shoot!" One row behind the blond and his friend was a surprised Alya and happy (Y/N), "and now to announce this years theme, Derby hats!" now the two girls were just plain confused.

"Derby hats?" (Y/N) looked at Alya with a confused tone. The princess looked over at Chloe to see that she was giving her 'you're going down' look and hand gesture.

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"Derby hat...Derby hat...Derby hat......Derby hat! I don't have any derby hat designs." (Y/N) said while pacing back and forth in front of Alya with her sketch book in hand while flipping through it, then turned to look at her with making hand gestures of the type of hats she has, "I got top hats, caps, even two horned hats. Need a beret, i'm your girl. Sombrero? no problame-o." as (Y/N) said all these types of hats Alya just laughed behind her hand, "But a Derby?!" Now (Y/N) was looking at her sketch book has if it was the crazy one. " You know what? It doesn't even matter. I'll probably make a fool out of myself at the event, mostly likely ruin my stupid derby and be laughed at by Mr. Agreste, then my dad will pull me out of school because i'm a failure, then i'll never get to see Adrien again because my dad will put me under lock and key. Then i'll never be a world renowned fashion designer and skater. My life is over!" Then the curly haired princess fell on her knees in front of Alya and collapsed on her lap while Alya  just giggled at the little scene (Y/N) did in front of her.

"All this over a derby hat?" Alya asked while pulling (Y/N) up to she was on her knees, "let me see your sketch pad girl." (Y/N) looked down at her friend's lap to where the sketch pad was. Alya picked it up and opened it up, "there must be something in here." she said while looking through it. (Y/N) then sat down next to her as Alya looked through her sketch pad. 

"Forget it, I'm a disaster. I'll probably mess everything up in the end." (Y/N) said this then leaned on Alya's back. What (Y/N) failed to see was her blond friend leaning against the wall while she said all this.

"Wow Alya, Those are some awesome designs. I didn't know you had such mad skills." Adrien said to Alya. 

"Uhhh... thanks Adrien but I can't take the credit. These sick designs belong to (Y/N)." Alya said and pointed to the girl who was leaning on her back, who just locked over her and Alya's shoulders, "Off the chain right?" 

"You're super talented," Adrien said as (Y/N) sat up to looked at him better, "You have a seriously good chance off winning."

"Well yeah, I like designs that people find interesting ." (Y/N) said as she leaned on her knees to get more comfortable, "While I do my deliveries, so thanks." 

Adrien rubbed the back off his head and said," Sure and uh good luck. maybe i'll be wearing your derby at father's next photo shoot." and with that he left with a smile and a wave and (Y/N) returned the smile. 

"Girl you got to be more confident in yourself next time, but did you hear?! Adrien thinks your good enough to win!" Alya said excitedly which cause she and (Y/N) to jump up and down  squealing. Not too far away Chloe and Sabrina stood just behind a pillar looking at them after they heard the whole conversation.

"Did you hear who impressed Adrien was with (Y/N)'s desig-" Sabrina started but was cut off be an angry Chloe.

"Of course I heard. Her? Win the contest? As if. When Adrien sees my design, he'll convince his father to award me the winner!" Chloe said while getting up in Sabrina's face before going back to leaning again the pillar. 

"I'm sure he will Chloe." Sabrina said to support the blond, "you're a born champion. Your design will blow everyone else's out of the water!"

"Yeah it will." Chloe said with modesty in her voice, "as soon as I can get my hands on that sketch pad." while looking at the sketch pad.

Alya pulled out her phone as it said 9:00:00, "All we have is nine hours until show time." Which caused (Y/N)'s to go wide and start backing up towards the building.

"I must go off to my secret garden of inspiration. I'll see you later!" as (Y/N) said this she ran right into the wall. She got back up and started running to the front of the building where her scooter was so she could go to her 'secret garden of inspiration', "I'm OK! I'm OK." but miss the turn and run back a little ways and then turn to the doors leading out. After all of that happened Alya just laughed at the forgetful princess.

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In front of the Eiffel tower sat (Y/N), looking up at it hoping for some inspiration for her derby hat design.  She started to sketch out an idea but stopped right after. She turned to a new page and tor out the page she tried to sketch on. She then started to sketch a new idea. "Jeez, it's hard to be creative under pressure." Sitting next to her  with the flap of her bag open was her dear kwami trying to cheer her up.

"(Y/N), you save the world under pressure. I think designing a hat should be a piece of cake." Tiya said and that got her thinking.

"Hmmm a cake derby hat. Stylish and tasty." At the thought of this both of them giggled. (Y/N) then drew more ideas for her derby hat. One with the design of a flower with wheat, another with the idea of a flower with half a bow with tracks supposedly from a bee and a ladybug, another with a concept of music with both a treble clef and a sheet of music, another with the hat being a present, another with the idea of a flower blowing in the wind. Ideas and ideas just poured in but none where the design (Y/N) wanted. As she groaned at a loss of ideas, she looked forward and saw a man with a small group of pigeons while he was acting like on. The man pulled a pigeon call and blow into it which caused more pigeons to flock around him.  (Y/N) looked to her left and ducked as one flew close to her. 

"Happy day. Happy day!" said the man as he threw pigeon feed, "Splendid as the after noon day." he stuck out his arm and a pigeon landed there, "Edger you fancy one." And fed the pigeon a feed, "Dazzling! Perfect! Wonderful performance!" Then the flock started to disperse as a park cop stared walking up to the man.

"Shoo! Scram! Get out of here you winged rats!" said the cop, "How many times do you need to be told Mr. Romeia? No. Feeding. The pigeons." the cop then reached next to the man a grabbed the bag of pigeon feed, "It's strictly forbidden. If everyone feeds them, then they'll leave their waste everywhere."

"Yes, but who's going to feed my poor pigeons?" Mr. Romeia asked the cop.

"All the parks know about you Mr. Romeia! You're banned from every park in Paris," this made Mr. Romeia upset at the news, "leave now or I'll call the authorize! Oh wait, I'm the authorize. Get out!" The cop yelled at Mr. Romeia which both scared the man and saddened him too. As Mr. Romeia, (Y/N), who still sat on the steps and saw the whole scene occur, watched as the man walked off solemnly.

"Sheesh, I almost feel sorry for that man." She said.

"What a unique character," Tiya said, "He was like a human bird. All he would need was a feathered jacket to complete the look." (Y/N) giggled at this and got her thinking.

"A feathered jacket? Hmmmmm.......Nice thinking Tiya." And she started sketching her idea.

Not too far away walked Mr. Romeia with sadness on his face and in his walk.