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Fic: Your Flavor [3/3]
Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug
Summary: When the Dupain-Cheng Bakery starts selling cookies themed after the local Miraculous users, Cat Noir is delighted—right up until he realizes that, because the cookies are only based on publicly known identities, one of his favorite superheroes will inevitably be left out. To fix the problem, he goes straight to the source, and one of the only other people who knows this particular superhero even exists.
AO3 link: Chapter Three
Wordcount: 825
Ships: Gen (with hints of Marichat and Ladrien)
Notes: With thanks tonorakwami and alexseanchai for cookie flavor element suggestions
Fic: Your Flavor
"Ladybug, catch!"
"Cat, what—ah, got it! What's this?"
"They're Multimouse cookies! Like the other ones for sale at the Dupain-Cheng Bakery. I thought—well, she's not actually a part of the team, but she still played an important part in our lives, so I asked Marinette to make some as a favor. There's one for you, and one for Multimouse's kwami."
"...Thank you, Cat. That was very thoughtful of you."
"My Lady?"
"Oh, I was just thinking that it might be nice to do for someone else, that's all. Anyway, it's time for patrol; let's get going!"
"After you, my Lady!"
-----
It was late afternoon when she swung by, Nathalie and Gabriel thoroughly occupied with business matters and the Gorilla reading in the foyer. Adrien had opened his window to let in the breeze, and it proved a fair entryway to Ladybugs as well. He didn't immediately notice when she came in, absorbed in his piano practice, and she waited patiently for him to finish. It wasn't long before he came to a stopping point and pushed back from the piano to stretch; he jerked in surprise when she started to applaud. "Ladybug!" he cried, stumbling to his feet.
"Sorry," Ladybug said. "I didn't mean to startle you! Your playing was so nice, though, I didn't want to interrupt, either."
"Oh, uh, thank you." Adrien ran a hand through his hair, his cheeks warming, and began straightening the music sheets nervously. "So, what brings you here today? Not that I'm not happy to see you—it's always wonderful to see you! I'm just, curious?"
Ladybug bit her lip, then held out a Dupain-Cheng Bakery box to him. "I have something for you," she told him. "It's not much, but, well... I wanted to thank you for everything you did as Aspik."
Adrien stared at her. "But... I didn't do anything." His voice cracked. "I failed you."
"No!" Her response was immediate. "That's not true," she continued, more quietly but no less passionate. "I'm the one who failed you. I knew that we needed Cat Noir to beat Desperada, but I insisted that we try anyway without him; I ended up putting you in an impossible situation because I followed my heart instead of my head. You did everything you could and went above and beyond what I could have asked, even more than I had a right to ask of you in the first place." She took a deep breath. "So I talked with Marinette Dupain-Cheng; I think you know her? I told her all about Aspik, and how hard he worked to help me." Her smile turned slightly self-deprecating. "We couldn't fit twenty-five thousand, nine hundred and thirteen cookies in a box, but she said that she's willing to make more for you whenever you want them."
She watched him as Adrien took the box and lifted the lid; inside he found two dozen pale blue-green cookies drizzled with bright yellow icing. Carefully, he lifted one to his mouth and bit into it, letting the flavor spread over his tongue. "They're honeydew melon and cornflower flavored," Ladybug told him, "with a passionfruit icing to balance out the sweetness. I asked Marinette if she could come up with something that would be nice to eat over and over again, but neither of us is sure how well it worked."
Adrien swallowed his mouthful of cookie, licking the traces of passionfruit icing from his lips and blinking rapidly to clear his eyes. "Thank you," he said, pouring his heart into each word. "They're amazing; you're amazing."
Ladybug smiled at him and Adrien's heart thudded wildly in his chest. Surely his eyes were playing tricks on him; that couldn't be a blush just under the outline of her mask. "I should get going," she said. "Let you get back to practicing."
"Wait, please." Adrien reached into the cookie box and held one out to Ladybug. "For Sass. Tell him I said 'hi'."
Their fingers brushed as she took the cookie from him, her bluebell eyes meeting his own green ones. "Thank you, I will. And I still think you'd make a great superhero; maybe someday I'll get another chance to show you." Tucking the cookie into her yoyo, Ladybug turned and vaulted out the window, waving one last time before she was out of sight.
Adrien sighed dreamily after her. Finishing the cookie, he turned back to the piano and began to play again. Plagg materialized beside him, already munching on a cookie of his own. "You know, aside from the lack of cheese, these aren't half bad," the kwami said. "I think they'd go pretty good with those other ones you ordered. The Mari-mouse ones."
Adrien glanced at Plagg, a small smile curling his lips. "You think? Maybe I'll try them together sometime, then." And maybe someday, if he was lucky, Aspik and Multimouse would get a chance to fight side-by-side in public, too.
—Fin—
Yay, all done! If I ever get recipes for all the cookies, I'll be sure to add them to AO3 as well as uploading them here.
Summary: When the Dupain-Cheng Bakery starts selling cookies themed after the local Miraculous users, Cat Noir is delighted—right up until he realizes that, because the cookies are only based on publicly known identities, one of his favorite superheroes will inevitably be left out. To fix the problem, he goes straight to the source, and one of the only other people who knows this particular superhero even exists.
AO3 link: Chapter Three
Wordcount: 825
Ships: Gen (with hints of Marichat and Ladrien)
Notes: With thanks to
norakwami and alexseanchai for cookie flavor element suggestionsFic: Your Flavor
"Ladybug, catch!"
"Cat, what—ah, got it! What's this?"
"They're Multimouse cookies! Like the other ones for sale at the Dupain-Cheng Bakery. I thought—well, she's not actually a part of the team, but she still played an important part in our lives, so I asked Marinette to make some as a favor. There's one for you, and one for Multimouse's kwami."
"...Thank you, Cat. That was very thoughtful of you."
"My Lady?"
"Oh, I was just thinking that it might be nice to do for someone else, that's all. Anyway, it's time for patrol; let's get going!"
"After you, my Lady!"
-----
It was late afternoon when she swung by, Nathalie and Gabriel thoroughly occupied with business matters and the Gorilla reading in the foyer. Adrien had opened his window to let in the breeze, and it proved a fair entryway to Ladybugs as well. He didn't immediately notice when she came in, absorbed in his piano practice, and she waited patiently for him to finish. It wasn't long before he came to a stopping point and pushed back from the piano to stretch; he jerked in surprise when she started to applaud. "Ladybug!" he cried, stumbling to his feet.
"Sorry," Ladybug said. "I didn't mean to startle you! Your playing was so nice, though, I didn't want to interrupt, either."
"Oh, uh, thank you." Adrien ran a hand through his hair, his cheeks warming, and began straightening the music sheets nervously. "So, what brings you here today? Not that I'm not happy to see you—it's always wonderful to see you! I'm just, curious?"
Ladybug bit her lip, then held out a Dupain-Cheng Bakery box to him. "I have something for you," she told him. "It's not much, but, well... I wanted to thank you for everything you did as Aspik."
Adrien stared at her. "But... I didn't do anything." His voice cracked. "I failed you."
"No!" Her response was immediate. "That's not true," she continued, more quietly but no less passionate. "I'm the one who failed you. I knew that we needed Cat Noir to beat Desperada, but I insisted that we try anyway without him; I ended up putting you in an impossible situation because I followed my heart instead of my head. You did everything you could and went above and beyond what I could have asked, even more than I had a right to ask of you in the first place." She took a deep breath. "So I talked with Marinette Dupain-Cheng; I think you know her? I told her all about Aspik, and how hard he worked to help me." Her smile turned slightly self-deprecating. "We couldn't fit twenty-five thousand, nine hundred and thirteen cookies in a box, but she said that she's willing to make more for you whenever you want them."
She watched him as Adrien took the box and lifted the lid; inside he found two dozen pale blue-green cookies drizzled with bright yellow icing. Carefully, he lifted one to his mouth and bit into it, letting the flavor spread over his tongue. "They're honeydew melon and cornflower flavored," Ladybug told him, "with a passionfruit icing to balance out the sweetness. I asked Marinette if she could come up with something that would be nice to eat over and over again, but neither of us is sure how well it worked."
Adrien swallowed his mouthful of cookie, licking the traces of passionfruit icing from his lips and blinking rapidly to clear his eyes. "Thank you," he said, pouring his heart into each word. "They're amazing; you're amazing."
Ladybug smiled at him and Adrien's heart thudded wildly in his chest. Surely his eyes were playing tricks on him; that couldn't be a blush just under the outline of her mask. "I should get going," she said. "Let you get back to practicing."
"Wait, please." Adrien reached into the cookie box and held one out to Ladybug. "For Sass. Tell him I said 'hi'."
Their fingers brushed as she took the cookie from him, her bluebell eyes meeting his own green ones. "Thank you, I will. And I still think you'd make a great superhero; maybe someday I'll get another chance to show you." Tucking the cookie into her yoyo, Ladybug turned and vaulted out the window, waving one last time before she was out of sight.
Adrien sighed dreamily after her. Finishing the cookie, he turned back to the piano and began to play again. Plagg materialized beside him, already munching on a cookie of his own. "You know, aside from the lack of cheese, these aren't half bad," the kwami said. "I think they'd go pretty good with those other ones you ordered. The Mari-mouse ones."
Adrien glanced at Plagg, a small smile curling his lips. "You think? Maybe I'll try them together sometime, then." And maybe someday, if he was lucky, Aspik and Multimouse would get a chance to fight side-by-side in public, too.
—Fin—
Yay, all done! If I ever get recipes for all the cookies, I'll be sure to add them to AO3 as well as uploading them here.