Beau and the Beetle | By : Cat_Eyes Category: +M through R > Miraculous LadyBug Views: 3721 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Alya played with her phone while she waited for her friends to arrive. She had heard some warlock’s spell had gone awry, and wanted all the details as soon as they came to light. She had wanted to track down the beast that had escaped the warlock’s control, thinking of the internship offers she would receive if she caught the monster on film.
Her parents had intervened, however, forbidding her from taking the reckless action. She had vented bitterly to Nino for hours, only for him to side with her parents. Alya still wasn’t sure she wanted to speak to him.
‘Good morning, Alya,’ said Bridgette, as she came up beside her.
‘Hey, Girl. A little warm for long sleeves, isn’t it?’
Bridgette tugged self-consciously on her cuffs. ‘Well, there’s actually a reason for that.’
‘Oh?’
‘But you can’t tell anyone. We’re basically under a gag order.’
Intrigued, Alya leaned in close. ‘What happened?’
‘Aunt Sabine, Uncle Tom, and I were basically arrested yesterday, for kidnapping Adrien.’
‘What?’ Alya shrieked.’
Bridgette shushed her with frantic gestures. ‘Keep it down. It’s a secret, remember?’
Alya lowered her voice to a whisper-scream. ‘That’s insane. Your folks would never do something like that. How did this happen?’
‘On collection day, a garbage man found some pretty damning evidence in our bin. He called the cops, and they came bursting in like they were making a drug bust. It was so scary. Uncle Tom tried to protect Aunt Sabine and me, but he was tackled to the floor and cuffed, then Aunt Sabine and I were dragged into a police car. The officer grabbed me so hard it left a bruise.’ She showed Alya the marred skin as proof.
Alya gaped at her in disbelief. ‘Then what happened?’
‘We were taken to the station, and split up for questioning. That was the scariest part. They kept asking things I couldn’t possibly know the answers to, and basically implying I was some sort of criminal. I was so upset, all I could do was cry. Eventually, they left us in a room while they notified Adrien’s family that they’d caught the culprits. It was awful.’
‘What happened after Adrien arrived?’
Bridgette furrowed her brow. ‘It was weird, but Adrien didn’t show up.’
Alya’s own eyebrows shot up. ‘Where was he?’
Bridgette shrugged. ‘No one said.’
‘So, what happened next?’
Her eyes downcast, Bridgette bit her lip. ‘That’s where the gag order comes into effect, but suffice it to say, we were declared innocent and let go.’
Despite her curiosity, Alya let it go. ‘Wow. Are you guys all right?’
‘We’re a bit shaken up, but not harmed. At least all of this happened while the shop was closed. Can you imagine how much the bakery would suffer if that happened in front of witnesses?’
‘Small mercies, huh?’
Bridgette hummed in agreement.
Alya put her hand on Bridgette’s shoulder, giving it a comforting squeeze. ‘At least it’s over now.’
‘What’s over?’ interjected Nino, as he came up beside them.
‘Our relationship,’ Alya retorted, remembering she was cross with him.
Nino held his hands out, imploringly. ‘Aw, come on, Babe. I was only thinking of your safety.’
‘I don’t need you to coddle me,’ she told him, crossing her arms. ‘I need you to support my career goals.’
‘I do, right up until the possibility of you getting hurt enters the equation.’
Alya turned her nose up with a huff, as Bridgette looked helplessly between them, her mouth working soundlessly.
‘Uh-oh, don’t tell me there’s trouble in paradise.’
Alya whipped her head around to glare at Adrien, but was brought up short when she saw his austere brother standing behind him.
‘What’s going on?’ she asked, pointing at Felix.
Adrien’s answering grin was savage. ‘Felix has decided to enrol. Isn’t that exciting?’
He sure doesn’t look excited, she noted.
A crease appeared between Felix’s brows, his lips pulled into a frown as he stared off to the side.
Charming as ever.
‘Hey, man. Welcome to Françoise Dupont,’ Nino said, cheerily. ‘You’ll have a blast here, as long as you remember to pull that stick out of your arse.’
Felix spluttered in affront, while Adrien cackled at his expense. Bridgette looked scandalised.
‘Nino, what a thing to say,’ she exclaimed in reproach.
Nino, however, was unrepentant. He smirked and gave Adrien a high-five, as Bridgette tsked in disapproval.
Felix, who only just seemed to notice Bridgette’s presence, was staring from her, to the ground, and back again. Alya noticed his pink cheeks with interest.
Oh, so that’s how it is.
Alya cleared her throat. ‘Adrien, why don’t you introduce Felix to everyone? Help him make some friends. Bridgette, you go, too.’
She blinked at the sudden delegation. ‘Why me?’
‘So, people can see he’s not as stand-offish as he looks, obviously.’
Adrien gasped, clasping his hands under his chin. ‘She can be his lovely item.’
‘His what?’ Bridgette squeaked.
Adrien grabbed her wrist, missing her discomforted wince in his excitement, before dragging her, and Felix inside. Their protests went completely ignored.
Nino put his hands on his hips. ‘What was that about?’
‘Felix liked Bridgette,’ Alya informed him.
He gave her a sceptical look. ‘How could you possibly know that?’
‘Women have a higher emotional intelligence than men.’
‘That’s not an answer.’
‘Yes, it is.’
‘Well, you’re talking to me again. Does that mean I’m forgiven?’
Alya pretended to think, enjoying watching him squirm.
‘What if I took you out on a real, proper date?’ he bargained.
Alya hummed, her interest piqued. ‘What did you have in mind?’
‘Well, I’d start by bringing you flowers, then we’d have a nice meal, and I’d take you to the movies. I’d finish with a stroll through the most scenic parts of the city, and dessert at Andre’s ice cream cart.’
‘That sounds all right. What can you offer to really make it pop?’
Nino placed his hand over his heart, as he leaned toward her. ‘I promise to support, and encourage your career until our dying day, and be nothing but super proud when you earn more money than me.’
Alya grinned at him. ‘Ok, I forgive you.’
Waggling his eyebrows, Nino asked, ‘pick you up at six?’
‘It’s a date. Don’t forget the flowers.’
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