Miraculous ladybug Fanfic Station (idk anymore)

Instead of having a "designated responsible hero", Scarabella and Chat Noir would just be a pair of gremlins high on life because THEY'RE SUPERHEROES OMGOSH they would spend half their time geeking out and basically exuding chaotic sibling energy the entire time. 

They would reveal their identities to each other right off the bat because neither was paying attention when they were told not to, and Tikki just groans. Alya and Adrien quickly bond over being new kids at school who have superpowers, and everyone else is baffled.

Alya decides to try Clark Kenting and run the Scarablog, and Adrien is like "that's an amazing idea I'll help!" and shenanigans ensue. Marinette (who knows Alya is Scarabella since she snuck the earrings to Alya before any of this started) has befriended Alya as in canon but HASN'T told her that she knows her identity, so she gets dragged into the Scarablog staff and ends up doing most of the fieldwork and vlogging, desperately trying to do anything to cover up Scarabella's and Chat's identities (she knows Scarabella's, but doesn't know Chat's) while trying to avoid getting distracted by Adrien, who she's crushing on big time like in canon. 

For his part, Adrien gets totally enamored with Marinette because Ladybug isn't there to distract him and because Scarabella is already more sibling material than lover material, but he thinks Marinette dislikes him and his brand so instead tries to woo her as Chat Noir and more shenanigans happen. 

Nino, however, is low key crushing on Scarabella, and joins the Scarablog staff to try and learn more about her. Alya finds this amusing and kind of adorable, but doesn't really reciprocate for a while because she and Nino don't get locked in the zoo. She does let him investigate on his own, because she thinks pursuing the truth is a noble endeavor and in the meantime the blog can use his skills. Marinette starts silently screaming because GOSH DARNIT the identities are supposed to stay secret! 

Chloe is a huge fan of Scarabella and Chat Noir. She keeps trying to force herself onto the Scarablog team… But Alya is having none of it and throws her out. Chloe engages in spying shenanigans and tries to force Sabrina onto the team in her stead, but that just results in Sabrina getting character development. 

Lila shows up. Nino, desperately trying to learn more about Scarabella, falls for her lies hook line and sinker (sorry Nino, someone has to) but since Alya and Adrien both know each other's identities they see through her lies and (with Marinette) burst her bubble almost immediately. However, since Marinette actually has free time she can do her job as Class Pres and calm Lila down (a la zoe-oneesama's Scarlet Lady AU), and soon Lila shows up on the Scarablog's door offering to investigate Hawkmoth. Her main goal is fame and fortune, but eh Alya knows a good tool when she sees one. Chloe is fuming, and soon Lila gleefully engages in Spy vs Spy shenanigans with her. 

Fu is like "WHOMST IS SCARABELLA" and tells Adrien that Scarabella isn't supposed to be the Ladybug wielder and Adrien briefly angsts about it but is like "who cares have you met her she's literally a great hero and that's what matters" 

Summary:

my life's goal is to make tumblr regret increasing the image limit to 30

& like at first she figures she should let sleeping dogs lie, she doesn't want Adrien or herself hated for stuff Gabriel did & everyone seems fine right?

"Say where's your little friend Chloe?" "Oh we're not friends anymore, she's awful, she traumatized Marinette, became a supervillain and finally got banished with her mom. She was terrible since day one, I just never realized it." "I ... See..." (Notices Nathalie's brief deer in the headlights look) "You should meet Zoe, she's much better, Andre is much happier with her around!" "I'll have to do that." (Strained smile)

Cue a drawn out and seemingly very happy meeting with Andre & Zoe, and Zoe feeling quite welcomed but needing to leave to go hang with friends.

Cue Emilie turning all business the second the door closes.

"Andre you knew about the Peacock Miraculous, why didn't you tell anyone what Gabriel was doing?" "I couldn't be sure, gave him the benefit of the doubt and well, we all got a happy ending didn't we?" "You banished your daughter?" "She was abusing me, has been making me do horrible things she was a toddler." "..." (The fuck!?)

Follow that up with a brief and gentle talk with Marinette, broaching the subject of Derision Trauma.

"Trauma? I mean Chloe sucked and I'm glad she's gone, but she never traumatized me." "I see, Adrien seemed to feel differently." "Sorry no clue what that's about, though... He's been awfully weird about spiders lately. Like he expects them to make me breakdown crying or something, I can ask him about that if you want." "No need for that yet dear, now show me what you were working on." :)

(For those confused I am saying Lila basically orchestrated Derision, the only people in that pool room were Adrien & herself. Hence why it gets stuff wrong like Kim not being afraid of spiders)

Finally returning home to Nathalie she asks:

"Nathalie, I know you were Mayura, I know Gabriel was Hawk Moth, and I promise to only be mad at Gabriel if you tell me exactly what you two did to Chloe, and hell, everyone. I want all the detail. Now." (Several hours later into Nathalie's -How we broke several teenagers minds- Seminar) "What the fuck Nathalie?!" "You promised not to be mad!" "What did you expect me to say, congrats on breaking the minds of two teenage girls, one of whom just moved here & other being my god daughter!" "To be fair, Audrey & Andre being terrible parents helped a lot there." "You have no idea how little this is helping your case!"

Miraculous Ladybug but the Eiffel Tower did not exist, yet. by alienm

Loosely based on the nobility and royalty of France (no decade in specific, more like an AU). Tom Dupain, Marinette’s father, was the only son of the Dupain barony when he married the daughter of a foreign salesman Sabrine Cheng. The old baron renounced his son’s right to the family fortune. They had to survive with only a title, no riches or luxury, only hard work, and a recipe inherited by the baroness of the best macarons in the whole Parisian high society. Marinette grew up kind and with a strong sense of justice. With her 21-year-old birthday coming around, the debutante party at the royal palace was approaching. Soon, all the ladies of illegible age would spend the most unforgettable weeks before the grand ball. Gabriel Agreste, Grand Duke, the brother of the king himself, mourns the duchess’ death to this day, resulting in an obsession and overprotection of his only successor. A problem arises when the king requires the future duke to appear for the debutante or else he risks not being accepted as the heir of such an important role. When the two meet at the debutante, they have to conceal feelings and a magical secret that they can use to protect those they love.

Words: 2065, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Alya Césaire, Nino Lahiffe

Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Alya Césaire/Nino Lahiffe

Additional Tags: Inspired by Miraculous Ladybug, Adrinette | Adrien Agreste/Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Adrien Agreste/Marinette Dupain-Cheng Fluff, Ladynoir | Adrien Agreste as Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng as Ladybug, Historical Inaccuracy, Historical Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Historical

Adrien Agreste was sitting alone in the cafeteria.

Again.

The sight made Marinette want to pull her own hair out. Hadn’t she publicly stated, as Ladybug, that Adrien Agreste was as much a victim of his father as anyone who had been akumatized? That in the end, he’d shown remorse and helped her? Hadn’t she urged the people of Paris to embrace him, to give him a second chance?

Sure, she hadn’t exactly practiced what she’d preached, but—she’d excused herself as the exception. After all, no one had been more hurt by Chat Noir than Ladybug herself. No one else had felt the sting of betrayal or the sharpness of his claws the way she had.

So she’d told herself it wasn’t her responsibility to extend an olive branch more than she already had. Surely, someone else—someone who didn’t have vivid memories of fighting against a boy meant to be her partner—would step up and be his hero. It wasn’t Marinette’s job.

Except, apparently, it was.

Because he was still eating alone.

If no one else was going to step up, then she had to.

and she does her best to stay out of the way, but at some point she runs into chat noir as he is in the past and they both sort of freeze looking at one another, and then ladybug pulls chat into a hug and she says,

“you’re still okay. I’m so glad you’re still okay.”

and chat noir doesn’t really understand, but he hugs her back, knowing deep down in his soul that this is his lady, one and the same as the ladybug fighting an akuma right now

and ladybug, standing there- she remembers now, this particular akuma. she remembers how chat noir had been late to arrive, but he came with the answer to defeating it. she remembers that he looked a little more subdued, and that a tthe end of the fight, he had hugged her instead of their normal fist bump, something he only did on rare occassions.

she knows why, now.

so she tells chat noir how ladybug will need him to stop the akuma, and how to do it, and she pushes him on his way before he can question anything at all

she should go back to her own time, she knows. her job there is done.

but she can’t help sticking around just to make sure everything goes the way it’s supposed to, and-

and she wants to see herself fighting alongside chat noir one more time

she sees them win the day, and sees that hug, and she sees chat noir look up and meet her gaze, just before she turns away and calls on bunnix to pull her back to the future.

it’s a future where she fights with other heroes, her friends from grade school- but not chat noir. 

because in her present, her chat noir died years before, protecting her from hawk moth- his own father, at the time, though the brooch was stolen by someone more vicious- and she could never stand to give the ring up to anyone else.

she keeps it with her, though, always. on her finger, so plagg can see tikki and the other kwamis. so that every time she fights a new akuma, she feels him fight beside her, a constant, even when he’s gone.

seeing him when he was younger bolsters her resolve, and she looks down at the ring on her finger. she detransforms and looks at plagg.

“we need chat noir to win this,” she says.

plagg smiles, though it’s a little sad still- just like hers.

“you always did.”

“yeah. I did.”

and then she transforms, and it feels like coming home.

she looks at their old pictures, still scattered around the apartment, because even when he passed, she couldn’t quite let go of him, couldn’t move on from the influence he had on her life, how much better she was for having had him at all

she makes dinner- too much. it’s a bad habit, one she hasn’t been able to break. she sets two plates, out on the little table on the balcony, and she looks out at the city, taking it all in

“we won today,” she says, twisting the ring on her finger. (that’s a habit she picked up from him). “just like always.”

there’s no one there to respond, tikki and plagg inside resting.

but adrien is there with her. she feels it in her soul. he’s always with her, but it’s in the quiet moments, when the world around her sleeps and recovers, that she’s most sure of it.

they’re the times when she never feels more alone, and when she knows she’s truly alone at all.

after a long moment, she’ll continue, speaking to him.

“we’ll win tomorrow, too. and the next day, and the day after that, until we’ve won for good.”

after awhile, it begins to rain. she takes up an old umbrella, the one that started everything, opening it and holding it over the table so that she can finish eating, but as she does so, for the briefest moment, she sees him again

they’re thirteen, and his eyes are sad, but kind. her heart skips a beat when he laughs and smiles at her.

and in another, they’re twenty

he’s more himself than ever before, happy, with love shining in his eyes. there’s a second ring on his other hand that matches the ring she wears. she knows that they’re meant to be, that he’s her best friend and the love of her life.

the memories fade as quick as they came, the ghost of her love leaving once more

she finishes dinner and brings the untouched plate in

“goodnight, adrien,” she’ll say when she’s finally ready for bed, brushing her lips over an old and worn picture of him. “i love you.”

when she closes her eyes, it isn’t long before she sees him again, and dances with him through the streets of paris, pulling him down into a kiss by the blue scarf he always wore.

she smiles in her sleep

“Six year olds have presentations?” Marinette chuckled, putting her briefcase down and leaning up to give her husband a quick peck on the lips despite their daughter’s protests of disgust. 

“You wanted her to go to the frou-frou academy; this is what you get,” Adrien said, tossing a towel over his shoulder as he turned his wife to face their daughter. “Hey Em, you want to show Mama your presentation?” 

“No,” Emma said softly, not even looking up from the small castle of dolls she was building. 

“Oh come on, honey,” Marinette pleaded, leaning over the couch. “Please?” 

Emma looked thoughtful for a moment before standing up and padding towards the door. 

“Oh, we also have a parent-teacher conference tomorrow after school,” Adrien said, gracefully flipping over the couch and landing cross legged as he awaited Emma’s return. 

“Wait, what?!” Marinette said, crawling onto the couch with her husband. “Why?! What did Emma do?! If it’s about that kid who keeps pulling her pigtails, then-” 

“Ahem.” Marinette looked up to see Emma standing on the coffee table in front of her, a stern look on her face as she tapped her foot. 

“S-Sorry, honey,” Marinette chuckled, sitting back against the couch. “Go ahead.” 

“Thank you,” Emma said, pulling a large piece of construction paper out from behind her back. “What My Parents Do; By Emma…ahem…most mamas and papas have jobs in big buildings or in small shops. There are many kinds of jobs, but my mama and papa have the best jobs in the whole city.” 

“Aw,” Marinette cooed, leaning against her husband’s shoulder. 

“Oh wait; it gets better,” Adrien said, crossing one leg over the other as Emma continued. 

“Some moms and dads are bakers,” Emma read. “Some moms and dads fight fires. Some moms and dads make laws. But my mama and papa have the most important jobs of all because…” 

Emma turned the paper around with a beaming gap-toothed smile, revealing a clumsily drawn crayon Emma standing between two very familiar looking superheroes. 

“My mama is Ladybug and my papa is Chat Noir!” Emma said proudly as the color slowly drained from Marinette’s face. 

“Mmhmm?” Emma asked, not looking up from her drawing of a Tyrannosaurus eating a giant chicken with a snake tail as her mother crouched down beside her.

“Um, about that presentation you gave at class today,” Marinette said, glancing over her shoulder at her husband leaning against the door frame. “Y-You know what mama does for a living, right?”

“Mmhmm,” Emma nodded, still not looking up from her artwork. “Mama designs pretty clothes.”

“That’s right!” Marinette said, letting out a small sigh of relief. “That’s right, mama does pretty clothes-”

“-and fights bad guys,” Emma continued. “Because mama’s also Ladybug…”

“Emmabug,” Adrien said, kneeling down and ruffling his daughter’s hair. “I know you want people to think you’re cool-”

“I am cool,” Emma said, narrowing her eyes at her father.

“-but you can’t go around making stuff up like that, honey,” Marinette said. “You need to tell the truth.”

“But I am!” Emma protested, glancing between her parents. “Mama and Papa fight bad guys and save the day and stuff.”

“Now who told you that sweets?” Adrien asked.

“Nobody told me,” Emma huffed, crossing her arms. “I figured it out all by myself!”

“Emma, you can’t go around telling people your parents are superheroes,” Marinette sighed, sharing a look with her husband. “People will think you’re just making stuff up to get attention.”

“You sound just like Mme. Raincomprix,” Emma grumbled, gathering her crayons and drawings and flouncing out of the room, doing her best to slam the door behind her.

Marinette sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. “What are we going to do with her?”

“Can’t blame her for being smarter than her parents were at fourteen,” Adrien chuckled, rubbing Marinette’s shoulders. “Hopefully the fact that she decided to tell the world at six instead of sixteen means nobody is going to believe her.”

“So what are we going to do about her teacher?”Marinette asked. “Get Alya to make an illusion of us to swing by the window when we’re in the conference?”

“I think I have a better idea…”

“So sometimes we…like to dress up as Ladybug and Chat Noir,” Marinette said with a sheepish smile as she squeezed her husband’s hand.

“For fun,” Adrien said. “And we’re worried Emma may have seen the costumes in our closet and assumed-”

“Adrien, I didn’t call you two here to talk about Emma’s presentation,” Sabrina said, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose. “I mean, she’s not even the only one who gave the “my parents are Ladybug and Chat Noir” presentation. Children at this age are very…imaginative.”

“So…what are you here to talk to us about?” Marinette asked.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’ll give it back!”

Adrien and Marinette looked out the window to see their daughter chasing a much larger boy around with a yardstick and a pink and white pokladotted blanket tied around her neck like a cape.

“Crime doesn’t pay, evildoer!” Emma shrieked, whacking the boy in the shins as he tossed a stuffed bunny back towards a crying child on the edge of the playground.

“MMe. RAINCOMPRIX, SHE’S DOING IT AGAIN!” The larger boy wailed as he ran past with Emma hot on his heels.

“Face justice!”

“…she calls herself the Bully Hunter,” Sabrina sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. “As you can see this is something of a-”

Sabrina looked up to see Adrien and Marinette hastily hiding gigantic grins behind their hands.

“Big problem,” Adrien coughed.

“No,” Marinette said. 

“Yes,” Adrien said at the same time, squeezing another squirt of whipped cream on top of Emma’s coco. “This is punishment coco; you cannot enjoy it.” 

Emma stuck an already chocolate covered tongue out at her father. 

“Sweetie, we need to talk about your little…superhero game,” Marinette said, taking a sip of her coco. 

“Fighting crime isn’t a game,” Emma said seriously, glowering at her mother. 

“Is stealing a bunny really a crime?” Adrien asked. 

“What was I supposed to do?” Emma asked, leaning back as she tried to lick whipped cream off her nose. “He was being a total butthead!” 

“Honey, there are a lot of buttheads in the world,” Marinette chuckled. “Too many to go around whacking with a ruler.” 

“I wouldn’t have to use a ruler if you would get me that samurai sword I keep asking for,” Emma mumbled. 

“Not making a good case for yourself, kid,” Adrien said, ruffling Emma’s hair. “Jean may have been a major butthead, but it isn’t your job to take care of him; you should let a grownup handle it.” 

“Mme. Raincomprix never catches him in time!” Emma protested. “Someone has to clean up the playground! Someone has to stand up to evildoers!” 

“We’re not saying you shouldn’t stand up to…evildoers,” Marinette coughed. 

“Just that you shouldn’t go whacking people’s knees because they took someone’s toy,” Adrien said. 

“Maybe he should stop taking toys then,” Emma muttered. 

“Sabrina, er, Mme. Raincomprix is going to have a talk with him,” Marinette said. “So you can probably hang up the cape now that the evil is getting detention.” 

“You didn’t,” Emma muttered. 

Marinette shared a look with her husband over Emma’s head. “Emma-” 

“Can I go play now?” Emma asked, picking up her coco and snagging a cookie from the tray on the table. 

“…I guess we can talk about this later,” Marinette sighed, rubbing her forehead as Emma hopped off the couch, flouncing up the stairs as loud as she could. 

“…so how did she figure it out?” Adrien mused, leaning back and taking a sip of his coco. 

Marinette said nothing, staring at the tray of cookies on the table. “…when did Emma start liking shortbread?” 

“Do you think they suspect anything?” 

“Uh uh; they think I’m just making it up.” 

“Good…try not to talk about it too much. I shouldn’t have told you.” 

“S’okay. I know how to keep a secret.” 

“Speaking of secret, do you have the secret stuff?” 

The closet door opened and Emma glanced up to see her parents standing over her just as she was about to pass the shortbread to Tikki. 

to be continued on day 2…….

day 1: enemies…who’re also friends (???)

A Visit From the Future by quicksilversquared

No one can deny that an akuma with the power to pull people’s future selves to the present has a ton of troublemaking potential. Even if they don’t mean to, people from the future can accidentally give too much away.

How much will the Future Ladybug and Chat Noir spoil?

Words: 6176, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Future!Ladybug, Future!Chat Noir, Alya Césaire, Nino Lahiffe

Additional Tags: Time Travel, Timeline Confusion

fortunately, since fu never let go of his suspicions that gabriel was mothy, he figured the latter was here for a different reason altogether. nevertheless, he played along with gabriel’s story and provided his service as requested.

throughout the sessions, fu performed various massage techniques, claiming that it would help reduce gabriel’s back pain. there was concern when gabriel couldn’t feel his limbs but fu reassured everything was fine.

(obviously, it was a lie)

between the sessions, gabriel took the time to study fu’s massage parlor and noticed the gramophone, wondering if it was significant to his reason of being there but fu also noticed what gabriel noticed and he was cautious.

eventually, they ended up having a tug of war when gabriel tried to steal the gramophone away from fu, resulting in both dropping their pretenses.

…JUST IN TIME to witness Gabriel Agreste of all people trying to make off with an old Chinese man’s gramophone. Fu plays himself off as the poor weak store owner who was being robbed. Gabriel cannot explain what he was doing there or why he was taking an old man’s gramophone. Attempts to claim it was originally his fall flat since Fu has proof of owning the gramophone and a receipt from the antique store he “bought” it from years before. Attempts to claim he bought it also fail since there is no evidence of a monetary transaction.

Gabriel is carried out of the shop by police and taken to jail. He manages to post bail and return to the mansion, fully intending to use this new knowledge to send an akuma after the Guardian directly. He realizes too late that in the scuffle, the Butterfly Miraculous was knocked loose and confiscated by police as “evidence”.

Fu presses charges. This drags the case out and prevents the Miraculous from being returned to Gabriel.

Photographers and journalists catch wind. Gabriel Agreste attempting to rob an elderly immigrant over an antique is the scandal of the year. His company suffers a HUGE hit. His stocks drop. Models, designers, photographers, and other employees decide to look elsewhere. People refuse to even touch the Gabriel brand.

Adrien is completely ashamed of his father. He refuses to speak to him, won’t come out of his room when they’re both at home, and hides his face in public. He attempts to do this literally by going around with a paper bag over his head. The paper bag has a little sad face cut into it to emphasize Adrien’s disappointment. Nino, Alya, and Marinette eventually manage to talk him into taking it off. It’s mostly because Marinette bribes him with food and he finds it’s difficult to eat with the bag over his head.

Marinette is confused. Just all around confused. And while she understands the necessity of it, she has…concerns about Fu having her make a fake butterfly brooch and everything about breaking into a police station to steal the real Butterfly Miraculous and switch the two. She manages it with use of Trixx and successfully retakes the Miraculous along with a very, very happy and crying Nooroo, who is not giving up the first affectionate person he’s seen in a year thus won’t stop clinging to her and nearly gets them both caught. They make it to Fu’s safely, but…yeah…morally and ethically questionable.

And for those who wanted to be tagged: @weirdflyingpotato @wild-mare-of-prosecution @wolfinogotbored @demigodavenger @fangirling-istheonlyway @nobodyfamousposts @thestarwhowhishes

It was finally happening. Hawkmoth was defeated. Paris was safe. After all these years, Marinette would finally meet the person behind the mask of Chat Noir. And to make sure they had the exact table they had agreed on, she decided to arrive at least an hour early to the café.

Of course, as per usual, she was delayed by several shortcomings, including not making her mind on how the pastries were turning out. In the end, she stopped fussing and ran out the door, arriving twenty minutes later than she would have liked.

As she stumbled into the café, her eyes quickly scanned for the table in which she would finally meet her best friend and partner. Only to find someone already sitting on it.

Adrien.

Adrien, of all people.

Also on AO3 Chp 1 - Kitty’s New Home    Chp 2 - Taking Care of Business Chp 3 - Hugs and Kisses    Chp 4 - A Well-Fed Chat Chp 5 - Chat in the Night    Chp 6 - Here With You Chp 7 - The Adventures of Mr. Stainless and the Muffin Maiden Chp 8 - New Normal          Chp 9 - Caretaker Kitty Chp 10 - More Normal     Chp 11 - Everyday Miracles    Chp 12 - Family by Design    Chp 13 - 

Completed as day 12 of my ML WIP-Completion Challenge. It’s also the second chapter I’ve posted to this story today, so be advised that you may need to read chapter 11.

Family by Design

Adrien hadn’t expected to need to lean on his friends assistance again quite so soon, and he was glad he’d gotten all their contact information when he moved. Gabriel had apparently been notified of the changes in his joint minor bank account, and had tried contacting Adrien by phone. When none of that yielded a response, he and Nathalie had returned Paris ahead of schedule.

Adrien’s lawyer, bless his soul, refused to contact him over the weekend because it wasn’t an emergency and didn’t justify that sort of rush. He’d heard enough about Adrien’s reasons for leaving home and severing his contract that he had a good handle on the nature of the situation.  He’d called first thing Monday morning to help set up a meeting. Nino and Max had come through with the perfect place for the meeting. The room was at the center of a Faraday cage, blocking cell and remote surveillance. Plagg and Tikki offered to attend to any on site recording gear.

Since Adrien had been adamant about the location, he’d been willing to go along with Gabriel’s requirement that they meet alone, with his lawyer waiting outside the door for any legal negotiation or discussion that may play in.

“This absurd charade of rebellion has gone on long enough,” Gabriel said sharply.  He was as stiff and cold as ever. Not once had he asked how Adrien was doing, or feeling. “I expect an immediate adjustment of your attitude, or you will find your personal liberties severely curtailed.”

“I’m not a child, and I’m no longer caving to your whims,” Adrien said, presenting himself as an immovable frozen wall, something he’d learned from Gabriel.  Only one of them had any acting experience, so he knew it was effective.