~DISCONTINUED~ ♡ Marinette always dreamed of being a fashion designer, but couldn't afford going to a fashion academy. While watching her favorite show, a short video catches her eye- Project Runway auditions? She loved the show ever since she was...
"And done! That's all for now everyone!" the director shouts, as everyone was walking all over the place. "You did amazing Tikki and Plagg" the director compliements. "Uh, thanks..." I trail off as he walks by.
"Whats the matter?" I was stood still in my spot, feeling my heart race slightly, trying to not break in a sweat. Yup, I can have a bit of anxiety sometimes, and if I felt like I did something wrong, I can be like that.
"Nothing Plagg" I breathe out a shaky breath. A hand was on my shoulder and we both walked off of set.
"You're sure?"
"I....I did a really bad job out there!"
"That's good."
"What?"
"You said you did a bad job out there."
"I mean bad as in horrible Plagg" I roll my eyes.
"Oh!" he chuckles, "Sorry, I didn't know" he grins. "I think you did great, I mean you just went out there and ....uh did it, you know. I barely spoke at all!"
"That was your script remember?"
"I know that."
I crossed my arms from shivers, looking down at my feet walking, one by one, one by one. "It's just that, I'm not used to...all of this ya know?" I sigh out.
I could remember the first day I met Plagg, about 8 months ago, while they were still filming the 16th season of the show. It was me, him, and 30 others who wanted to be a host of the 17th season....
"Remember that there will be one male and one female host for this show. Please look at how everything is played out!" everyone looked closely at the actions of the judges, as the show was live. It started as 30, then 15, then soon...4 left that would potentially become a host. That was when I noticed him, he had on sunglasses and a bright green hoodie that covered his head. He rested his head on one hand, and writing with the other, his skin was black- jet black. But yet it was a slightly lighter shade in contrast to his wildly spiky hair. Something was off about him, yet his bodily features were yet so peculiar.
I couldn't take my eyes off of him, I quickly turned back when I felt that he would look at me. "...Now, everyone this will be your last trainee interview before the big announcement, two of you will be gone. Ladies first!"
~timeskip~
"Alright, results are in."
*gulp*Usually, the ones who are going home are called first, and I had a good feeling that I made it, but it was that one nerve that always said, 'Nope'. It was dead silent, "Tikki" "Plagg" I walked up and felt tears brim at my eyes. I bit my lip, "If your names were not called, you are going home" I looked up, already having wet trails of tears run down my face, accompanied by more tears. "We ....made it?"
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"Uh....I don't know if I did this part right..." I mummur to myself, reading a script that I was working on for a practice interview.
Both of us were given a script to practice on. We were given a room separately, but mine was beside his. We were practicing everyday on set, and sometimes offset.
"Today, you are making a design inspired by nature, choosing from wind, water, earth, and f-"
"*BURP!*"
"Cut! PLAGG!"
"What? It came out!"
The director face palmed himself loudly. "No one wants to see you burping on live TV, got that?! You were chosen for a reason, not to burp! You have the opportunity that the others weren't chosen for and you act like its no big deal or a game! Open- are you listening?!" another lecture by the director to Plagg. This wasn't the first time.
And Plagg had the usual 'I don't give a cup' face.
But you really couldn't see it because of the shades. "TAKE 5! PLAGG WITH ME NOW!" the director storms off set as Plagg shrugged carelessly and followed off set in a slight hurry. Everyone was quiet until both were gone, followed by the muffled sound of a door slam. A burst of laughter flooded in immediately.
"Quite the clown huh?"
"Uh, yeah..." I trail off.
"What's wrong this time Tikki? Feeling some sympathy?"
"I think I may have messed up a line" I bite my finger, looking at the script.
"It's everytime Tikki. Listen, you gotta stop putting yourself down. Plus I suggest you be ready,"
"Why is that?"
"You'll be meeting the judges soon!"
"A WHA?!" I screech, "S-sorry, I just didn't know how fast time fled by" I grin nervously.
~~~
Nooroo is sick so he couldn't make it to judging.
"These are the ones you all have saved for the final judging🐞"
"Wow, how can we pick 14 out of 30?🐞" I trail off.
"I'm not sure Bugaboo🐱"
"Don't call me that.🐞" I remarked.
Trixx snickered, "So what do we think about this one?🦊" she slides the sketch across the shiny black table,
"Did we seriously vote on that?🐝" Pollen raises an eyebrow.
"Hm, now that you mention it, it doesn't look it" Duusu comments.
"Um, guys this doesn't even fit the theme! This is ice cream not candy!🐞" I look at it.
"Oh🦊🐢🐱🐝🐞🕊" everyone else said at the same time.
"OHHH! WHAT about this one?! Its chocolate!!!🐝"
"Chocolate is a bit too cliche for candy🦊,"
"True🐢"
"So that one is out as well...🐝"
"Alright this one is...Skittles?🐢" Wayzz reads, we all looked at the sketch, as it was a red romper, with red heels and a white belt at the waist, with a woman of straight rainbow hair, hoop earrings, pink lips and a clutch with rainbow and clouds on it.
"Yes.🦊🐢🐱🐝🐞🕊"
"Alright, this one is a...gummy bear?🕊"
"Oh wow! That's so cute! Its really creative!🐝" Pollen says, "Its a onsie! Awww and look at the tail at the back!🕊" Duusu squeals.
"Its not too much, but its simple, but something that had a lot of time put into at the same time🐱" Plagg says. "It's really original! I like it!🐱" everyone looked at him in shock.
Plagg actually used a good bit of words there for a sec, "What'd I say?🐱"
"Nothing, that's the best of words I heard you say.🕊"
"Well I'ma host am I?🐱"
"Never. mind🕊" Duusu shakes her head in her hand making everyone share a few giggles.
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