Project: Scrapbook

Project: Scrapbook - Horrificator (P. 1)

Comic By: daughterofthestars08 (lineart) & artgraveyard (lineart and color) & chalala-chan (color)

Written By: purr-cat-stinate & mimosaeyes

Beta'd By: miraculousandcute & 

Summary: N/A

Words: 5671

Despite the chilly season, the sun was already gracing the citizens of Paris with its warm rays of sunlight that poured from the clouds down onto the earth. It was a lovely day, perfect for picnics, and walks in the park. It was a lovely day to discover something new; or perhaps to create something new.

Nino Lahiffe was bouncing in his seat, earphones around his neck, and fingers drumming against the desktop impatiently. Of all the days his best friend had to show up late, it would be today. OK... technically Nino was early, but how could he help it! Apricot eyes wandered to his bag, and a grin stretched out across his face for the millionth time this sweet, sunny morning. It had been nearly impossible for him to sleep last night - and as soon as his alarm went off in the morning he was ten feet out the door (that is, until his mother grabbed him by the arm and had him sit down for some breakfast).

His brain was going a million miles an hour, and it seemed the impatient tapping was his body's way of letting out the energy in a somewhat subdued manner. The excitement was eating away at him. He had to tell someone before he exploded... but of course, for some reason Adrien wouldn't answer his phone last night - and Alya was busy chasing Ladybug and Chat Noir as they defeated another akuma. Oh! Nino's eyes widened, and he quickly took the flyer out of his bag. It was crumpled, and had a water stain on it, but it was brand new in Nino's eyes.

The flyer read: Short Film Contest for interested youth! Create your own twenty-five minute short film, and submit it to Mayor Bourgeois. It can be anything you'd like, romance, action, or comedy! The winner will receive ninety-five euros as well as your short being shown on television. Good Luck!

Sure - he didn't really have an idea yet, or a script, or well... anything... but that didn't mean he didn't have a chance! Nino was sure he'd be able to direct the best short film ever - and he could even make an awesome soundtrack for it. This was totally his chance to rise up as a performer and a director! Not to mention he had Paris' favorite teenage model on his side.

It took five dreadful minutes before Alya walked into class, a trail of tiredness on her face from her journalism adventures of the night before. She gave Nino a quick greeting as she slipped into her seat, stretching her arms as she sat. Nino turned in his seat, wanting to ask if she has heard of the short film contest, considering she was usually in the loop with... well, everything. However, Alya beat him to the punch as she leaned forward, looking more awake than before now, and she gave him a proper good morning.

"Morning Nino- so did you see the Ladyblog last night? I got some pretty crazy shots."

Nino wavered, he last time he checked the Ladyblog was yesterday afternoon, because after that he found the flyer in the mail and got distracted with the idea of a short film. It didn't seem to matter though, because Alya showed him her phone anyway, urging him to watch the clips she had gotten.

After a few clips of Ladybug saving Paris, Adrien walked in - looking even more tired than Alya did if that was possible - and that's when Nino remembered the flyer that sat on his desk. His blond friend groggily gave a "G' Morning..." as he sat in his seat. Nino wasted no time in shaking his half-asleep friend by the shoulders, shocking him in the process.

"Dude! I have to show you this-" Nino shoved the flyer into Adrien's face, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"What is it?" Alya asked, trying to peer over to get a glimpse of the crumpled flyer now in Adrien's hands. It was Nino who responded.