Miraculous One Shot Compilation

Prospective Progeny

A/n - This is (rather loosely) based on a conversation that happened in my soil chemistry class senior year.

Marinette's brain was panicking. Its thoughts were racing every which way and it was pretty sure it had lost its oxygen supply. It sent in a message to Marinette's lungs. They returned that they were in working order. Next it called out to her heart; no response. Marinette's heart sat in shock, transfixed by what her ears had heard.

"Heart! What are... you..." her brain was running out of air fast. Luckily, it got the attention of its affectionate colleague - who leapt into action before it was too late. "Sorry. I'm sorry!" It pumped at double speed, trying to make up for its mistake, then settled back into its normal rhythm.

Relieved, Marinette's brain accepted the delivery of oxygen and sent a load of carbon dioxide addressed to her lungs. Now able to think properly, it double-checked what Marinette's ears reported having heard.

"What about you, Marinette, what would your future family look like?" THE CRUSH had asked. This was a part of the adolescent ritual of torturing one another - and themselves - for fun. All the young humans in the class were trying to weed out the weak ones who could not stand up to the humiliation of announcing their plans for the next generation. The entire host of Marinette's body were feeling strained by the interrogation, but all were determined to succeed in this rite of passage.

"Uh, uh," Marinette's mouth did the best it could while it waited for her brain to kick in and contribute something. Finally, it got the message and began to speak. "We - I mean, I would have three kids: two boys and a girl. We'd have a dog, maybe a cat, and a hamster. I adore hamsters!"

'Bum, bum, bubum, bum, bum, bubumbum!' Marinette's heart picked up its pace as it waited to hear what THE CRUSH might have to say. His reaction was important; the plan did not function without his approval.

THE CRUSH smiled his warm, beautiful smile at Marinette. "That sounds like a lovely family. I hope I can have a family like that some day... a family where everyone loves and supports one another."

"Isn't that any family?" Marinette asked.

THE CRUSH regarded her sadly.

"You should not have said that!" Marinette's brain screamed at her. "You know he doesn't have a good family life!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Marinette apologized to THE CRUSH. "I wasn't thinking, Adrien! I didn't mean to be insensitive! I just..."

"It's okay, Marinette. You didn't offend me."

"THE CRUSH just hugged us!!!" her brain informed the rest of her body.

"Tum da dum tum!" Her heart beat out furiously in response.

"Adrien's and Marinette's ideas seem quite compatible; perhaps they would be able to build their future together," Max wondered aloud.

"As if!" THE BRAT protested.

"Now would be the perfect time for you to blow out some steam," Marinette's brain whispered to her ears.

"We can't actually do that," her ears explained, "otherwise we would."