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OT4 Nonsense pt. 2

@hchano I kept going… make me stop… 

A follow up to this post: http://baneismydragon.tumblr.com/post/153805587621/ot4-nonsense

Because apparently now that I have started I just can’t stop adding to this idea… 


Nino tapped his pencil fretfully against the table as he desperately tried to focus on his homework. However, his attention kept falling on the two girls across the table. Well one of them in particular.

The repetitive rap of the pencil grew faster as guilt ate away at him.

“So what did you guys get for number 4? Cause I am drawing a blank,” Marinette asked.

“Where is Adrien when you need him? Isn’t it his job to handle all the math and science questions?” Alya groaned.

“He’s at a piano lesson.” Marinette responded automatically.  Because she had his schedule memorized. Because she was in love with Adrien.

And he had ruined everything.

She was such a nice girl too, she deserved so much better. He took a deep breath. 

It was better to just get it over with. Like pulling off a band-aid.

“Marinette I think we should talk.”

“About?”

“I… god how do I say this? I think I might have screwed things up.”

“Sooo… we need to redo problem 3?”

“No, not the assignment, I mean with Adrien.”

“huh?”

Alya snorted, burying her face behind her textbook.

“Look I know how much you like Adrien, and I have been right on board with it, 100%. I totally was rooting for you guys to get together and make everything work.”

“Okay…”

“But I… I think… I think you might have to let him go.”

Her face went a deathly shade of white, her normally cheerful smile dissolving into a worried frown.

“Did Adrien say something? Did he tell you that he isn’t interested in me? Oh god, did I scare him off? Was it the cookies? The cookies were too much weren’t they, he probably thinks I am trying to make him fat to ruin his career or something! Oh no! Did he find out about my phone theft? Is that what it is? Because I swear there was a perfectly logical explanation both times!”

The sound of desperately muffled laughter sounded from behind Alya’s textbook as Nino stared at the babbling mess in front of him.

“No, nothing like that! He loves the cookies, and what are you talking about phone… you know never mind that’s not important right now. It’s just… and I swear I didn’t do it on purpose, and I wasn’t trying to mess things up or anything but…”

“Oh god he’s gonna say it…” Alya squealed, but Nino chose to ignore her.

“I think it’s only fair to tell you that, through no fault of your own, that ship might have already sailed. And as a friend, I think that I should tell you myself and not have you find out through other means… well… Adrien and I are dating.”

Alya erupted into loud hysterical giggles while Marinette groaned and flattened her face against the table.

“Yes! I win! I SO called it!” Alya called out gleefully.

“What the hell?” Nino stared and his girlfriend who was doing a strange sort of victory dance from her seat.

“Less than 36 hours and you already are freaking out and overthinking it. Marinette you now owe me three nights of patrol stalking duty.”

“Alya… do we HAVE to go stalking after Ladybug and Chat Noir?” The smaller girl whined into the table.

“You were the one dumb enough to bet against me so yes, yes we do.”

“You guys were betting on me again?” Nino asked incredulously.

“I don’t know why you are surprised by this.”

“This isn’t funny!” He glowered at Alya, “We are dealing with a very serious issue! The happiness and stability of our group is at stake!”

“Are you planning on breaking up with me to go run off into the sunset with Adrien?”

“No, of course not!”

“Then I don’t see a problem.”

“But if Adrien and I are dating too, doesn’t that means he’s interested in me, like, romantically?”

“Yes. And?”

“So that’s going to make it a little harder for Marinette, seeing as how she isn’t Adrien’s type!”

“Emotional, neurotic and melodramatic? Sounds like Mari is exactly his type.”

“Hey!” twin voices echoed in the library. Alya just shrugged and rolled her eyes.

“But I’m a guy!”

“You’re still dating me.”

“Yes…”

“Think it through honey.”

“Oh…”

“Are you done freaking out over nothing?”

“I am really new to this ok!”

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Brandi followed Dustin into the bathroom and watched as he started the water for Beau’s bath.

“I don’t like this job you have, Dustin.” 

Admittedly she didn’t know much about it. Dustin was always very vague about it, and whenever she tried to get him to talk about it, he’d brush her off and change the subject. 

“I’m sorry you don’t like the job that’s helping us pay all the bills Dad left us with, Mom” he responded in a very sarcastic manner.

Brandi furrowed her brow. 

“I don’t like when you talk to me like that Dustin.”

“What do you like, huh?” he retorted as he finished up scrubbing Beau’s dinner off of him. 

He emptied the tub and dried off his younger brother before putting a clean diaper back on him.

“I am still your mother, young man. I can…”

“What? What can you do?” Dustin asked her. 

Beau became agitated in his arms and started to cry. Dustin handed him over to his mother.

“I’m out of here.”

“Dustin! Where are you going?”