Party Time!

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It was finally Friday night. The week had gone by normally, except for the swapped roles between Adrien and Marinette. Constantly throughout class Marinette would whisper jokes and puns to Adrien, causing him to either suppress laughter or become a blushing mess. While Adrien developed a stutter and constant nervousness around the bluenette. This brought great joy to Marinette, but embarrassment to the blond (as well as confusion to the class).

But today was the day, the day of the Agreste party. So Marinette brought Alya home and they planned what to do with Marinette's hair and makeup. Well, more like Marinette took a nap and Alya planned her look.

But it was finally the day, Adrien was determined to keep his cool, Marinette as well. At around 6 PM Alya woke Marinette up to start getting ready. They started with hair, which was put up in a SUPER fancy bun, with some strand purposely hanging down to frame her face. Then the makeup she used a natural palette with the exception of a black cat-eye and the deep red lipstick, then her makeup was done! (Is it obvious that I don't know makeup?)

The hair took an hour, the makeup was half an hour because Marinette wouldn't stop squirming. Then Marinette went into the bathroom to change, using the excuse that she had to pee anyways, might as well. Adrien was right, the ointment helped the healing a lot, but makeup was still needed to cover the burn up. She applied the makeup then put on the dress, gloves, jewelry and shrug She also flushed the toilet before hand to make the excuse believable. Then she went back out to show Alya the final result and pack up her clutch.

By the time the clutch was packed, and triple checked to make sure everything she needed was in there, and Alya's fangirl attacked died down, the doorbell rang and Sabine called for Marinette to come down. This caused complete panic to run through Marinette as she reverted back to her nervous self.

"Oh my God Alya what if I mess up and say the wrong thing? What if I stutter in front of Adrien again? Or embarrass myself in front of his father? He won't talk to me, and then I won't have any chance!" She panicked.

"BE THERE IN A SECOND MRS. DUPAIN-CHENG! Marinette calm down, it'll be fine, you look gorgeous and Adrien has your back, if anything HE will be the one stuttering." Marinette simply nodded and started the decent downstairs. She took a gulp and went around the corner.

"Oh my gosh! Marinette! You look beautiful!" Sabine gushed. Adrien, who was wearing a black Agreste suit and had his hair slicked back, was to busy laughing at Tom's bakery puns to realize Marinette had walked in. That is until Sabine went ninja status and got both Adrien and Marinette standing at the bottom of the staircase, Adrien's arm around Mari's waist, Mari's arm around his back, head leaning on the model's shoulder. Even Alya was surprised at the sudden change in the baker's wife.

"Ok, now smile!" She said, getting her camera out and taking pictures of her new otp. The two kept up a smile and then were shoved out the door with a "Ok love you, have fun (Tom chimed in, 'Not to much fun though'), stay safe, and be back by midnight." And just before the door shut, Alya ran and whispered into Adrien's ear leaving complete and utter terror on his face, only to retreat back into the house.

"Um...that was...interesting? To say the least." Adrien stated as he opened the door to the limo, allowing Mari in first as he followed.

"Yeah, um, sorry about them...they're just excited." Marinette said sheepishly.

"That's an understatement, you look gorgeous by the way, but you're missing something." Adrien stated. Marinette simply raised an eyebrow.

"This perhaps?" Adrien gave her a box.

"Adrien! You shouldn't have!" Marinette said as she opened it. Her eyes growing bigger as she saw the most beautiful red and black necklace she ever laid eyes on. The necklace had a black chain but dangling from it was a magnificent red gem with a blackish tint at the top, looking somewhat like a ladybug.

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