Miraculous Ladybug One-Shots

The Fountain of Youth

Hey, loves. I wrote this last month for a team project on Miraculous Amino. Honestly, I don't like it all that much because I think it's shit and short because I didn't have a lot of time to write, but I thought I'd post it anyway.

This AU takes place in Bimini, The Bahamas in the 16th century.

Enjoy. ;(

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Have you ever believed in something so magical and impossible sounding, that there is no way it could ever be true, but you find yourself think that maybe, just maybe, it's possible?

Most likely, it isn't.

Growing up in Bimini has taught Marinette many things, one of them being that culture is strong when it comes to legends told to kids. The other being the fact that you have to cover yourself in fabric when you pass a certain age.

One of the many legends passed around amongst her people is the Fountain of Youth, the fountain that can supposedly restore your young looks.

Marinette watches with a fond smile as children run amok around and through the shallow waters of the mystical fountain itself before she shakes her head and chuckles.

Some legend.

A shorter girl with dark skin and deep brown hair barely held back by two thick strings of yarn trips on one of the pristine white steps and faceplants into the marble. Marinette gasps and rushes over, hurriedly picking the small girl up.

"Are you okay?" she queries worriedly, searching the girl for any scratches or blood.

"Fine, I'm fine," the girl waves her off. "Can you put me down, pretty lady?"

Marinette giggles and sets the girl down. "My name is Marinette, silly."

The girl eyes her for a moment before cracking a smile and extending a tiny hand. "Manon."

Marinette accepts her hand and shakes it. The moment she lets go, Manon beams and scurries away.

The rest of the early evening is spent simply sitting on a stone bench and watching all of the children play in the waters of the grand fountain. When the sun begins to kiss the horizon, many children either leave for home, or get dragged home by a parental figure, leaving Marinette alone with her thoughts of magic.

Torches around the village light up, though the rays have to stretch to reach Marinette. She sighs as she watches the sun fall out of sight, leaving a shadow of pink and orange before all remnants of the bright and beautiful day are gone entirely.

Marinette stands to leave, no longer comforted by the harsh crashes of waves on the shore, but stops when she hears a branch snap violently. She freezes in place, her hand creeping toward her satchel. She draws a dagger made of sharpened obsidian as her eyes trace the outlines of the surrounding trees.

The gentle brushing of leaves being drawn apart is what causes Marinette to whirl in place.

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When Adrien had agreed to venture from his homeland of England to a foreign place in search of a magical fountain, he hadn't considered how trying it would be to be stuck on a boat with his long-time partner in scientifical discovery, Luka Couffaine.

And paddling to shore in a much smaller boat than the one they had left too far out into the sea, Adrien is starting to realize his mistake. Even though they're supposed to be partners, Luka annoys the crap out of Adrien, quite frankly. It's not rude, just fact. Besides—