Dance with Me, Chaton

Lucky Charm

Adrien should've gone for the designer's department straight away. Not only was it the most obvious choice to look for Ladybug, but it was also huge and bright and buzzing with life and a large-sized man delivered a huge box of the most delicious pastries Adrien had ever seen first thing in the morning.

"Good morning, M Dupain," one of the girls greeted him. "How are you today?"

"Busy." The man smiled and placed the box on the table. "Enjoy. I've put a few extra today. Marinette said you've had an influx of interns?"

"The whole company did," the girl said. "Universities are out for the summer, so they all starting on their internships."

Adrien hummed. That's why Ladybug wasn't afraid to tell him she had an intern following her. Dozens of people in Gabriel did, if not most.

"Then, I hope there is enough for everyone. Got to split. Have a few more deliveries to make." The man saluted and left.

"Pastries are here," the girl shouted into the room.

Adrien immediately understood his mistake. Until now, he'd kept to the side and out of the way, quietly waiting for the head of the department at the entrance. That proved to be a fatal error because as soon as the final words slipped from the girl's lips, people rushed over and all the amazing, delicious goodness vanished right before Adrien's eyes. When everyone left, he stepped closer to see if maybe, just perhaps, there was something left.

Someone behind him laughed. "They haven't left you anything, M Agreste?"

Adrien turned around. A middle-aged woman smiled at him and offered her hand. "Mme Bustier. I'm the head designer, and you'll be lurking around my domain for the next few days, right?"

"Please, call me Adrien." He shook her hand with a smile. "And yes, if I may. I want to see how this company works from inside before I try to manage it."

"Good call." She smiled. "Unfortunately, with the show this close, I don't have much time to show you around. Do you mind if I entrust you into the care of one of my junior designers?"

"Not at all. I apologize for intruding on you at such a busy time."

"No worries. Do you have any questions before we part?"

"Not right now, but if I have any by the end of my stay here, I'll find you."

"Alright." Mme Bustier looked around. Her sight paused somewhere behind him. She smiled. "I have the perfect person for you to shadow. She's one of my best junior designers and would be able to show you around."

Mme Bustier motioned Adrien to follow her.

He caught a glimpse of their most likely target and smiled. This day was already starting to look good.

"This is Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Adrien. Marinette, this is Adrien Agreste. He's here to get to know how our department works. Would you mind showing him around?"

"Not at all." Marinette smiled. "My intern called in sick today, so I'm free to take on another one."

"Perfect." Mme Bustier turned to Adrien. "She's all yours."

Adrien stretched Marinette his hand. "Nice to see you again."

"Likewise." She returned his smile and shook his hand.

"I must depart now," Mme Bustier said. "If you need me, Adrien, my office is at the end in that corner. Otherwise, Marinette can answer any of your questions, including where to get those pastries so cruelly snatched up from under your nose."