Red and Blue make Purple

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Nothing Good Happens After 2 o’clock (Part 2)

I’m sorry it’s been SO long since I last posted this story. Okay @phantomgrace, here is part 2 out of 3!

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Marinette had slept in, so when she finally got to class, the bell had just rung. While she was fixated on getting to her first period on time, Tikki was dozing off inside her purse. She’d only gotten about four hours of sleep last night, after talking with Plagg until after 2 o’clock, she wasn’t able to sleep for another two hours. So this morning was slow for both of them until they finally made it into the classroom.

As Marinette places her bag onto the floor next to her legs, Tikki advances towards the opening of the flab. Plagg’s staring right back at her with a knowing look. He has dark rings under his eyes and Tikki knows she wears the same.

“Sorry.” The tomcat mouths; she was grateful he started their conversation. She wasn’t sure what to say.

“It’s okay.”

“Want to -sleep-?” Giving a sheepish smile, Tikki nods to his slow pronouciation tot he word sleep. She knew he was tired.

“Yes.”

And the two doze off the rest of the day.

10:00 pm

“I don’t understand this…” Her friend mutters. Marinette’s been working on Physics all night and Tikki’s been trying to help out.

“All you need to do is-”

“I’m going to bed! Alya will help me in the morning.” She sluggishly climbs up her latter and collapses onto her bed where she turns off her lights and falls asleep.

Tikki, however, same as last night, was staring up at the sky through the trap door.

11:00 pm

Plagg was so exhausted today, it wasn’t funny. He didn’t get to talk to Tikki. Circling Adrien’s head, the sly cat rests himself atop and watches through the windows once more.

1:30 am

Tikki wasn’t coming over tonight, and he was dying to see her again. Decision made, Plagg carefully removes himself off of Adrien and flies over to Marinette’s.

When he gets there, he peeks through the trap door to see if Tikki was anywhere to be seen. She spots him (Get it??) and smiles. She waves her dainty arms in back and forth motions to gesture the cat to come inside, and he does almost immediately.

Grasping her hand, he pulls her past the latters and underneath Marinette’s bed.

He whispers, “Hey.”

“Hey.” There is a long pause, but the two Kwami’s just continue to hold hands. Finally, taking a deep breath, Tikki breathes, “I’m sorry I didn’t come over sooner. I practically forced you to come-”

“It’s fine! I was going to come here one way or another. Did you get enough sleep during school?” Genuine concern fills his eyes and it takes Tikki a second to focus her thoughts, “U-uh, yes. I did.”

“Good.”

“Is it?”

“Yes it is.”

“-And why is that?” She asks, a flirtatious tone in her question.

“Well,” Plagg starts, pulling a hand to her cheek, “I wouldnt’ be able to come see you tonight with as much energy. I really did want to see you.”

“What! You don’t mean that- why you’re sounding so serious! Are you  sure you’ve gotten enough sleep-?”

“Tikki!” The cat shushes, clasping a hand over her mouth. Her face flushes to the contact and Tikki realizes her mistake; she spoke too loud.

“Sorry.” She says under his paw.

He smiles, eyes brightening and ears drooping.

1:50 am

Sitting at the bottom step of Marinette’s latter that lead to her bed, the two Kwami’s continue multiple conversations.

“That much cheese?” Tikki gasps, her antlers twitching with surprise.

“Yes! He was so desperate to see Ladybug. I swear- if Ladybug ever makes a move on Chat Noir, I’ll be eating like a king.”

1:57 am

“You’ve changed.” The ladybug points out, her bushy tail brushes against his. The sensation causes her skin to curl and her breath to deepen.

“How? It’s been about… what, 20-30 years sense i’ve last seen you? We’ve been together for over 5,000 years, Tikki!”

“Exactly! Tell me you feel it, too. That ‘vibe’ that tells you something is different even though it looks the same. Only when you finally look close enough is when you can finally notice the change?” Plagg tilts his head, “No.?”

“Plagg!” She whines. Shoving him off the step, he floats above.

“I’m messing with you! I’m just kidding! Yeah, I know what you’re talking about.”

“You do?” She asks.

“Yes! I got this ‘vibe’ the minute I saw you yesterday in Marinette’s bag! When LadyBug and Chat Noir are fighting off akumas, when i’m at home-”

“Really?”

“Yes! Why don’t you believe me?” Plagg hovers down and wraps his arms underneath hers to pull the Kwami up with him, leaving them in the air hands on shoulders and hands on waist.

“I’ve had this ‘vibe’ for a long time now. Maybe a couple of hundred years…”

“I’ve had it longer.”

“No way-”

“I mean it, Tikki”

1:59 am

“Why are you questioning this?” The tomcat asks.

“I-I’m not…” Tikki rubs his arms, their faces centimeters away and the glow of Plagg’s eyes has the girl in a trance.

“What do you feel when you get this ‘vibe’?” The cat wouldn’t drop it. Tikki sighs, her breath hitting Plagg’s face in pulses and her rubbing his shoulders continuously is causing him to doze off.

“It’s just, I get this feeling as if we’ve -you’ve- matured. It’s weird.” Her face warms up and she an see Plagg’s flush as well.

“I get that same feeling!”

“You do?”

“You look like a matured Kwami every day, even though you physically haven’t changed, it’s the ‘vibe’.”

“I’m starting to dislike that word.”

“Why?”

“It sounds annoying if we keep repeating it.” She mutters, “Vibe, vibe, vibe, vibe, vibe, vibe-”

“Stop!” Plagg laughs, but is discreet of the sleeping girl upstairs.

“Do you se what i mean? Like, listen- vibe, vibe, vibe, vibe, vibe, vibe, vibe-” Before Tikki got the change to finish, Plag lowers his head onto the bug and presses himself into her. Tikki’s taste causes him to grow high in it’s exotic aroma, it’s overwhelming being.

2:00 am

When the black cat kissed her, Tikki didn’t know what to think. At first she thought, “He didn’t let me finish!”, and a second thought was, “Thank you lord.”

Wrapping her arms around his neck, his grasp tightens around her frame; Tikki urges their stare in her touch, her passion.

Pulling away gradually, she’s met with a very flustered, blushing Plagg. He coughs, “You wouldn’t stop saying ‘vibe’…”

This time, Tikki didn’t care if Marinette was asleep upstairs because the Kwami let out a full, broad laugh.

She meant it.

She loves his humor.

Always has.

A few murmurs were let out above and the two fellows scurry to a window near.

“See you tomorrow?” Tikki whispers, trying to ignore the fact that her blush is brighter than her own hue.

“Of course! We are forced to see each other. So, if you suddenly hate me one day, you’re stuck with me!” She shoves him through the window, his figure phasing through the material flawlessly.

“Stop.” She giggles, her face warming up even more so.

“Okay, see you tomorrow.” He mouths and flies off.

Thankfully, Marinette was still alseep.

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Okay! THAT was Part 2 of “Nothing Good Happens After 2 o’clock”!

Yup, so the last part will come out sometime in Febuary. 

And to give you all some snips- I’m doing a special Valentines oneshot. :)

[Red and Blue make Purple]

What if…

Just thought of something.

What if Adrien and Marinette had to work together in a Physics project and Adrien came over to her house.

And what if when he gets there, Marinette’s mom is talking to her dad in Chinese and is all like, “(Ask him if he wants a pastry)”

and Adrien answers in Chinese, “(Thank you, but i’m alright)” sense he can speak fluent Chinese.

Then- what if Marinette’s parents fawn over the blonde and start having a long conversation with him.

Marinette is just standing there because she’s not that good a Chinese.

AND THEN, what if Marinette’s mom comes up and is all like, “You need to marry that boy” and marinette nearly dies on the spot

and what if Adrien is a little timid around Marinette’s father because he’s so broad and tall, but her father absolutely adores Adrien.

Just an idea:

“Marinette, come down please!” Her mom calls from below. The raven-haired girl slides down from her bed and makes her way downstairs.

“Yes ma-ma?” Marinette asks. Turning around with a warm smile, Mrs. Dupain-Cheng holds a hand out to the boy at the entrance.

Adrien.

Oh crap, right. Forgot we’re working together on a physics project…

“O-oh, uh, hey, Adrien.” She waves sheepishly at him.

“Hey ,Marinette.” …

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Nothing good happens after 2 o’clock. (Part 1)

Request from @phantomgrace! 

Plagg+Tikki, 5

Marinette pulls the flab over the top of her bag to close it, keeping Tikki hidden. Not long after, she hears their physics teacher walk in and ask them to take out their homework. Lying on her notebook, the dusky space Tikki sat in was the same: extra pencils, paper, and Marinette’s notebook. Not the school notebook, her sketch notebook where she puts her drawings of new clothing designs. She’d normally flip through them every now and then, trying to pass time.

Tikki hears a cry, causing her antlers to twitch and she floats up to an opening; it let light into the bag. She peeks at the scene to see a frustrated Chloe. Ahh, the girl who seems to always get the students- anyone akumatized… This teen was, how should she put it, special.

Tikki inhales and is about to head back to Marinette’s notebook when she spots a black figure poking out of Adrien’s bag. Eyes wide, the creature notices Tikki and mocks her expression.

Another Kwami.

It was a black cat, obviously Chat Noir’s.

“Who are you?” Tikki mouths, captuing the familiar cat’s attention. Her question seemed to hold a lingering tease, but she knew he wouldn’t tell. No sound came out from her mouth.

“Plagg.” He mouths back, a smirk crossing his face, “You?”

“Tikki.” She peers up at Adrien, then Marinette and feels her cheeks warm up. “is Adrien Chat Noir?” Tikki asks, words inaudible. 

“Is Marinette Ladybug?” Plagg tilts his head, his thin whiskers folding to the crease of his companion’s bag.

“Yes.”

“Yes as well. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you.” Plagg’s cheeks flush as his smile turns sly.

“Not too long, though.” The teacher starts to walk up the aisle and the two Kwami’s duck their heads into the bags. The woman’s heels would make a shark clicking noise each step she took until the teacher was finally back to her desk. Popping her head back up to talk to Plagg, she knew he had done the same. Tikki couldn’t help but feel her face heat up as he stared at her with his iridescent, green eyes; the same that have been looking into hers for over 5,000 years. Each time they reunited it seemed as if they’d grown more intimidating. As if his eyes held more stories.

“How is it?” He words and Tikki snaps back into reality.

“Wonderful.” She couldn’t go into detail because Plagg wouldn’t understand what she was saying, since they can’t really talk. Tikki sighs, “You?”

“Interesting.”

The class is dismissed and the two Kwami’s shove themselves into the bags. They wouldn’t see each other until later.

10:00 pm

While Marinette sits in her bed sketching her last designs, Tikki flats above, looking outside her trapdoor and into the starry night. She couldn’t get Plagg out of her mind. No doubt she missed the cat, but something about him felt different.

“Good night, Tikki.” Marinette yawns, placing her notebook aside and turns off the lights (I have no clue whether or not she even has lights up there…).Tikki would’ve normally gone down and fallen asleep next to the girl, but when she lands on her pink pillow she wasn’t able to close her eyes for the life of her.

11:00 pm

He was still awake. Plagg was lying at the end of Adrien’s bed, looking outside his windows wonder if a certain Kwami was doing the same as him.

12:00 am

She was unfazed, pumped. Tikki could feel an energy deluge inside her and this feeling kept her awake. Her eyes weren’t strained and she didn’t feel the slightest bit tired. Arms folded across her dainty chest, Tikki continues to watch the sky light shine through the trap door overhead.

1:30 am

She’d had enough. She couldn’t take it. If she had to stay up all night, she’d prefer to spend it with Plagg. Tikki flies up to the ceiling, phases through, and heads for Adrien’s house.

Plagg notices something red shoot by and nearly jumps out of his skin, green sparks lit in pleasure. He floats up and greets Tikki after watching her fly through the window as if it weren’t there. As she makes it into Adrien’s room, she goes straight to Plagg and gives him a hug, wrapping her arms around his narrow shoulders. Their cheeks rub against each other and the embrace is overwhelming. Squeezing her frame tightly, Plagg caresses her back in lust.

“We should get away from the windows.” Tikki murmurs. He pulls away from her, takes her hand and leads the Kwami up to the railing for Adrien’s personal library. As they sit down on the cool metal, Tikki sighs in pleasure, “How is he?”

“Who?”

“Adrien- how is he as Chat Noir?” They both look down at the sleeping boy; legs sprawled out and arms over his head.

“He’s very… Interesting. He caves into giving me cheese everyday, but compared to the other Chat Noirs, he is pretty angelic.” Turning her head to look at the cat, she asks, “Angelic?”

“Yes. He goes througha  lot in his life, but Adrien in strong.”

“What is he going through?” She asks once more, concern piercing her body.

“Life- but mainly dad issues.” Plagg slouches his shoulders to his last comment.

“Got it.”

“What about Marinette?” Plagg asks, causing Tikki to muffle a giggle.

“She’s amazing. She’s girly but confident. She’s outgoing yet keeps to herself. But, I can assure you, I have the most fun when Marinette falls head over heals for Adrien.”

“Marinette likes Adrien?” Eyes wide and jaw hanging, Plagg adds, “That’s hilarious. it’s a love square! Chat Noir loves Ladybug!”

“Loves?” Tikki giggles again and places her dainty hand onto his ebony one, and gives Plagg a warm smile, “I always thought that.”

“It’s all him though. Nothing from me!”

“Is that so?” Leaning in toward the Kwami, Plagg gives a sly smile and admires his addle partner, “Yes. I haven’t seen you around- not until earlier today to be honest.” Tikki’s face flushes.

“Me neither.”

1:45 am

“Yet, I can’t help but feel as if I’m meeting you for the first time-”

“-all over again.” Tikki finishes. Even if she’s red, her blush was undeniably noticeable. They just sit there, staring into each other’s eyes for what seems like an eternity.

1:50 am

Plagg blinks. Tikki blinks twice. He observes her eyes. He can feel himself being pulled into its gravity, its color causes him to drift in its seas and Plagg’s sight blurs.

1:57 am

She missed this. Being with Plagg used to be a pain in the beginning, but over the centuries she’s grown on him and everything seemed as if it were a dream. Looking at him now, his whiskers, his tail, his broad ears, she missed everything about this Kwami.

2:01 am

Nose to nose, they hear a moan and flinch away, skin fizzling with dismay as Plagg and Tikki look down at Adrien. When he runs a hand over his face and turns towards the other side of the bed, Tikki gives a soft giggle.

“I need to head back to Marinette…”

“Yeah. Adrien is probably missing me down there.” Still holding her hand, Plagg squeezes it with a knowing grip.

“See you tomorrow?” She asks.

“Of course!” 

“I could bring cheese.”

“What type?”

“Your type.” She laughs for the last time, releasing their grip and hovering over the cat. “Bye, Plagg.”

“Bye, Tikki.” And without turning around, the red beauty flew back to her companion’s house.

(Part 2 will be coming soon! TBH, maybe two/three days… I HOPE you enjoyed this @phantomgrace!)