This is really short and choppy (and a lot less about theater than I planned for it to be), but I’m sick and haven’t had the energy to write anything else :/ The next chapter of Tangled Ribbons is in the works, but idk… I accidently deleted my tumblr account, which is a major reason why I haven’t updated. A tiny bit about this in the end notes, but I’ll talk about it in the next TR update.
@matchaball and I talk about aus all the time, and the theater au is definitely one of my favs! I accidently came up with a whole background and plot for this au while writing this, although this one shot doesn’t really fit within it. I did hint at what the actual story would be like a few times in this though! Not sure if I’ll actually write it or not…but it might happen when I’m dealing with post show depression.
I’ll have to reupload all of my fics on here at some point next week. Anyway, enjoy this…whatever this is.
Marinette drops into the seat next to Alya. “I don’t know about you, but I’m ready for death.”
Alya coos and pats Marinette’s head. “Poor baby, has to spend all day doing what she loves.”
Marinette sticks her tongue out at Alya. “I never want to see glitter again.”
“Manon will be disappointed.”
She huffs. “I swear to god, if I see anyone eating in costume, I’ll lose it.”
“Oo!” Alya’s eyes widen in the familiar plotting way Marinette knows all too well. “You know that thing where you mail someone glitter? That. Do that.“