*Marinette does something clumsy while talking about how much she looooooves Adrien*
Her hot friend who should be a main character:
You should tell him you like him!
OMG NO BECAUSE OF REASONS
Adrien, conveniently nearby:
lol, I'm hot and so is that Ladybug chick. We know nothing about each other and routinely lie to each other and our closest friends. That's a solid premise for a relationship if I ever heard one!
Someone, somewhere in Paris:
*experiences a single moment of negativity, no matter how petty or temporary*
HELLO NAUGHTY CHILDREN, IT'S AKUMA TIME
Hello, I am Ridiculous Name von Badfic. Prepare to be minorly inconvenienced!
*recycled animation sequences*
my life is a dumpster fire
I'm rethinking every decision I've ever made.
This time my plan is sure to work even though it never has before and I keep doing the same thing over and over!
LUCKY CHARM *gets a random object* LOL WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THIS?
*thinly veiled use for the item appears*
Gotcha! *recycled animation sequences* No more evil doing for you, little akuma.
The Sides had been bickering in the common space for an hour. Roman and Virgil were sitting on the couch while Patton and Logan stood in front of the TV, deep in an unnecessarily heated argument. Neither wanted to admit that the conversation was silly and at this point, the other two were too worried about being dragged into it to speak up at all.
“Word association games and puns are not the same thing,” Logan said, arms firmly crossed in defiance. Patton gaped for what was probably the dozenth time and retorted,
“Word play can be a game. You play games, you’re using words, therefore it’s the same!” Patton’s hands kept moving from his hips to his face, covering his mouth every time Logan said something he deemed outrageous. At this point, the whole conversation had become a game. Virgil and Roman felt like they were sitting at the sideline of a tennis match, heads bouncing from Patton to Logan and back again. At some point they’d gotten up to get snacks, Virgil was sipping at some ginger ale while Roman happily munched down on popcorn, beginning to enjoy the verbal joust.