Adrien's POV:
"What are you doing here son?"
"No. The question is who was up here in the first place? I heard people yelling."
"I-um the television was on in the room beside it. Let me go-"
"Dad, there is no other room up here. It's just this one! What are you hiding from me!"
"That's enough Adrien go to your room!"
I look at him run downstairs.
I fling the door open and run out into the empty streets of Paris.
"I don't understand! Why does he have to be like this! It's ridiculous! Ever since Mom left he's been a terrible father!"
"It's ok kid, just chill. We could go patrol the city. Or we could, umm, wait did we ever think about what happened before Marinette went missing?"
"No I don't think so. Yeah. That's when my dad came in. Ok. Let's go eat at the restaurant at the mayor's hotel."
"But wouldn't that be stealing?"
I smile.
"Not if I cook it."
He looks at me confused, "That would still be stealing. And besides, someone will see us."
"You're right. Let's go."
I'm so sorry this chapter is so short. I will be writing longer chapters now because I've been such a bad book momma😥
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FanfictionI pick up my phone and start pacing around my room. "Hi you've reached Marinette's voicemail leave a message after the beep." "Hey it me again. This is the tenth time I've called. Where are you? Why do you not answer my calls? Why did you leave? You...
