Chlonette AU where they make a pact to get married as kids
Alya took off her glasses and wiped away the tears that were collecting in the corners of her eyes. “Waitwaitwait. Oh my God. Okay. Please run me through this like one more time.”
Chloe was turned away from the rest of the class and had her hands covering her ears. “Nope! I’m not listening to this again! I’ve been subjected to enough public humiliation as it is!”
“Ditto!” Marinette grumbled, hiding her face in her folded arms resting on the desk. “This isn’t funny anymore just let it go.”
Nino scoffed. “Um. That’s offensive. I’ll have you know that I have taken my role as your future wedding officiant very seriously.”
“No!” Alya gaped with a wide smile. “They made you the officiant?”
“Yup,” Nino nodded. “Actually, I should probably go get registered soon.”
“No one’s getting registered! No one’s getting married! Fuck off, Nino,” Chloe shouted.
“Oh shut up, you’re supposedly not even listening anymore,” Alya said. “This is possibly the most fascinating thing you’ve ever told me. I’m still half convinced you’re lying to me.”
“Listen, when we were in école together, Chloe and Marinette were inseparable.”
“Wait a minute,” Adrien perked up suddenly. “Chloe, that best girlfriend in the whole wide world you were always telling me about when we were kids….that was Marinette!?”
Marinette dug through her book bag, pulled out a pen, and held it out to Kim who was standing by her desk. “Here. Take it. Stab me with it. Do it.”
“We are not talking about that Adrien!!” Chloe screamed, standing up from her chair. “That was a part of my dark past how dare you bring it up!”
“Oh man, they did everything together,” Nino laughed. “Did arts and crafts projects together, went to the park together, got friendship bracelets together, it was super adorable.”
“We were like eight!” Marinette wailed. “Oh my God, that was forever ago!”
“Just makes it even more adorable,” Nino shrugged. “But yeah they announced to the whole class one day that if they didn’t have any boyfriends by the time they graduated lycée, that they were going to date each other and then get married. I humbly accepted the responsibility of marrying them myself, Juleka was going to be in charge of makeup, Max was in charge of fundraising, and Nathanael was going to design the invitations.”
“I have preliminary sketches if you want them,” Nathanael said from the back of the classroom. “I was thinking a pink and yellow theme. Possibly a spring wedding.”
“Oh my God, can I be Marinette’s maid of honor?” Alya gasped.
“There’s no wedding!” Marinette shrieked.
“I was going to be Chloe’s best man, so that works,” Adrien grinned. “Or wait. Does she get a maid of honor instead of a best man? How does that work again?”
“How about this?” Nino decided. “Alya is Marinette’s maid of honor. I’m Marinette’s best man. You’re Chloe’s best man. And Sabrina’s Chloe’s maid of honor. That way we’re all even.”
“Oh perfect!” Sabrina smiled, clapping her hands together. “I already started drafting a speech. I was hoping someone could take a look at it for me and tell me what they think.”
“Done!” Chloe announced, getting up from her seat. “Five thousand percent done! I’m burying myself in shame in the park! Don’t look for me!”