festival of thump

I had some time, so I finally found a notepad for my kindle where I could use the good old fashioned, copy-and-paste method! But everything is definitely gonna be inconsistent because that’s just how I am! Sorry! But please enjoy!

For: @piku-chan ’s Cinderella!AU
Name: A Festival Worth Remembering


“Nino, who was that girl? Why was she so beautiful?” Adrien swooned, barely putting up a fight in his daily sword practice with the Court Lyre.

Cling! Clank! Clung!

“I knew you’d love her! So did Alya!” Nino cackled jokingly.

Clink! Clunk! Clang!

“I don’t care who knew what! I just–I wanna see her again!”

Adrien dropped his sword.


“I called it!” Nino tossed her sword to the side and dropped onto the ground below, crossing his legs Indian-style. “Y'know, Marinette’s gonna be at the upcoming festival. It’d be a perfect time to see her, man.”

Adrien’s eyes lit up. “Really!?”

Thump. Thump. Thump.

“I have to go! I just gotta see her!” Adrien’s current excitement fell when a certain thought came to mind. “But…Will Father let me go? To a “Commoner’s Festival”?“

Adrien tried to make eye contact, but Nino evaded. He didn’t want to lie. Everyone knew how controlling the King was.



"I heard you like pretty girls? More specifically, peasants?”

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Adrien’s heart beat heavily as he began looking for the source of the voice, fearful that someone learned of his trip into town with Nino.

“Beside you, your majesty.”

He turned his head to the right. There sat a dirty, old man with a childish grin plastered across his wrinkled cheeks. He leaned up and opened his mouth.

“Alright! Let’s get you to that festival!” he coughed out.


Adrien’s previously quickened heartbeat almost stopped completely. “Um…excuse me?”


“You deserve to have some fun! It’s the least I could do as your…Fairy Godfather.”

The blond’s heartbeat quickened once again. This old man was simply crazy….right? “Uh….Sir…Are you…ill?”


The elder man swung his cane with the wind and chuckled. “Haha! What? Didn’t your Mother tell you?” He
looked to his side and winked with a smile. But…who was he winking at?

Ha! Ha!

Adrien followed the man’s gaze, which happened to be the source of the laugh. It was faint, but he definitely heard it.

“Fairies aren’t r–Wait…how did y–,” The Prince was cut off.

“Well, how ‘bout I show you!” The man looked back over and set his hand on Adrien’s shoulder. “Seeing is believing as they say!”

He lifted his cane again, standing up in the process.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The winds blew quickly, leaves flying their way around the old man and covering him entirely. The soon dispersed, as well as the winds, and fell to the ground. There stood a whole new man.

The new guy looked devilish, but handsome. His pitch black hair fell around his pointed ears, a hat on top. Fluttering, light green wings stuck out of the back of his black overcoat and a nametag was pinned in the front. It read: PLAGG.

Flap. Flap. Flap.

“Good Lord! I need a minute!” Adrien screamed, causing a few guards to run to the courtyard, but all they found was a frustrated Prince Adrien standing alone. They were blind to Plagg.

Plagg cackled, clearly enjoying Adrien’s confusion. “Sadly, we don’t. I’ll explain as I give you a make-over.”

Flap. Flap. Flap.

“A make-over!? Wh-Why!?”

“Well, a disguise really. You want to go to the festival or not?”

Thump. Thump. Thump.

“Yes! I’d do! B-”

Plagg smiled cockily. “Good! Now let’s get started! CLAWS OUT!”

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The winds blew quickly again and surrounded Arien this time. When the winds died down, there stood a leather-clad boy, mask, hood, and all.

“Now go have fun, Kitty Cat!”


It’s a little short, but I promise the other chapters will be longer! I hope you enjoyed for now!


Festival of Thump! see my awkward “ack the camera is still pointed at me” face at 0:23 seconds in. SO much fun, can’t wait for the next Deus event.


Porter Robinson on his 2015 Festival Return: THUMP Miami Beach House