Is Ladybug finally falling in love with her prince, who can tell?
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A miraculous ladybug one shot. This is a typed of version of an amazing role play I was part of in the Tumblr chat called Miraculous Ladybug. Owner: @fleur-de-jasmin-fdj
People who participated in the role play are myself @pixigirl,@janani and @fleur-de-jasmin-fdj
CN= Chat Noir
LB= Ladybug
RR= Rena Rouge
(Patrol Night)
LB: hello Chat
CN: M’lady
LB: guess what? I brought passionfruit macaroons, your favourite.
CN: You know me so well. Come sit *pats the ground next to him*
LB: Of course I know you, you are my partner after all. *sits down and gives him the box of macaroons*
CN: a whole box, yum.
LB: Don’t forget to share
CN: Haha never!
LB: kittyyyyyyyyyyyyy I want some too ya know
UUhhhhhh fine
Thanks *grabs a macaroon*
*starts humming the tune from chat blanc*
*drops macaroon*
Everything alright bugaboo?
*staring at Montparnasse tower*
Y-yeah. Why do you ask, everything is fine… great even
Bug you dropped your macaroon
I did? Oh yeah there it is *she says as she stares at the broken macaroon on the ground*
*Chat stares at her*
*finally notices he is staring*
Chat?
Your eyes are beautiful
T-thanks
Your eyes are beautiful too. I like that they are green and not blue… I mean they are always green
Umm thanks m’lady
Your welcome kitty *scratches behind ear*
What?!
Your cute is all
No, you are
No, you are
Aww thanks
Your welcome chaton. So how was your day?
Better now I've seen you
Your such a flirt
No, I'm not. I'm chivalrous
Are you sure
Positively
*laughs* Why are you so adorable
It’s a gift
*rolls her eyes* Well it’s a lovely gift
Awww *grinning*
*thinking: why is he so cute when he smiles*
*blushes*
Umm, have you finished your macaroon?
Yes, I did. Delicious as always.
Glad you're liked them
I like you… I mean what?
I like you too… umm, race you to the Eiffel tower. Ha
*LB beat CN to the tower*
You're beautiful
*blushes*
Your beautiful too.
Oh, I forgot Rena will be joining us tonight I asked her to meet us here.
You should save some macaroons for her
Too late *shoves remaining macaroons in his mouth*
Chat!
RR: Hey guys.
Hehe
*slaps chat’s arm* Hey Rena
You're still cute
*blushes*
Ewww you two. Chat your such a flirt
I know right!
Hey!
*sees LB blushing*
What, It's true.
Fine then
How was your day Rena?
Pretty good thanks.
That’s great. So glad you could come today and Chat is very sorry for eating the macaroons. Aren’t you chat *nudge*
Yeah sorry *cute pouty face*
That’s okay. I’m sure he was a very hungry kitty.
*Why is he so cute when he pouts LB thinks*
The view from up here is beautiful
You're my best view
*smirks at the lame joke*
*LB blushing so hard she looks like a tomato*
Am I interrupting something???
NOOOOOOOOO
Oh really?
Really. There’s nothing to interrupt *still blushing*
Ok then whatever you say
*glares at Rena*
Your so cute when you're angry
I am not *nudges his shoulder*
Why did you give me that look?
You know why
*turns her face*
Hahaha
What’s so funny
Your face is still red
What! My face is not red
Yesssssss it is
*glares* no it is not humph
You know what?
What is it?
I'm outta here. I’m gonna leave you two love birds alone
*blushes* B-but
Thanks, Rena
*slaps CN*
…a few moments later…
I have something I need to tell you bugaboo
What’s up kitty?
*grabs both her hands*
C-Chat?
Yes?
You wanted to tell me something
Oh yeah sorry sometimes I just get lost in your eyes
*blushes* I get lost in your eyes too occasionally
I think… I think I love you….r macaroons. *CN thoughts: Aww man that was so dumb Adrien. Seriously man up and do it already*
*disappointed* thanks
What’s wrong?
Nothing. Why do you think something is wrong
You just seem a little disappointed
*why does he always know what I’m thinking*
It's not important *fake smile*
Everything is important when it comes to you. Come on say something.
Buts its nothing you should worry yourself about. You know what… *pecks him on the lips and runs away immediately because she doesn’t want to admit that she loves him – she goes and hides in an alley and fumble as she gets out her communicator to call Rena*
*shocked but tries to follow her – he is unsure where she went but knows at least what direction*
Hello?
Reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeennnnaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!! Help me. I’m in love with chat noir
I knew it!
*from a distance chat hears her talking and edges closer because he doesn’t want her to know he is listening*
I kissed him and an away so I'm now hiding behind a dumpster in a random alleyway. What do I do!?
*RR is dancing because all her dreams have come true*
Rena be serious, I need help. He’s going to hate me because I ran away and he’s trying to find me right now. OH no, what if he does hate me then I’ll never be able to have three kids and a hamster. Noooooooooo
Just tell him the truth. I’m sure he loves you back
Ok ok. I can do that. Thanks, RR for everything. Bug out * hangs up*
*comes out of the blue* I love you too mlady
*jumps high* aaaaaaaahhhhh
*CN catches her when she comes back down*
Chat you scared me! Wait more important: you heard me!!!!!!!
*Holding her in his arms* Every word
*blushes* I love you too chaton, but are you sure?
Ladybug I have loved you since the day I saw you. I love you more than anyone in the world. You are the yin to my yang. My everything. I would die for you, I mean I almost have, quite a few times actually.
*blushes redder than a tomato* I love you too chat noir. You have a heart made of gold, you make me feel special. You make me happy.
*puts ladybug down and kneels on one knee* Ladybug, bugaboo, will you be my girlfriend?
I would love to. *jumps on him*
*kisses each other*
Kitty?
Yes, bug?
I want to know who you are so we can go on real dates and introduce you to my family and friends. I would like to meet yours too.
You DO NOT want to meet mine
Yes, I do. They can’t be any worse than Gabriel Agreste.
Claws in *destrasform* Yes they can, because he is.
Adrien!
Umm surprise
*Kisses him*
Wait who are you?
Oh yeah. Spots off
Marinette!
Y-yeah
Nothing. I just couldn’t imagine anyone better behind the mask *kiss*
*blushes and embraces*
Umm you know when I rejected Chat Noir, I did it because I was in love with Adrien.
What?!
So I rejected you for you
Haha I am pretty great
Without a doubt
*peck*
Let’s go handsome.
-the end-
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Tree House Kisses, Chapter 20 (Adorney) - Scorpio and Veronica
A/N: Click here for previous chapters. xoxo!
Chapter Summary: Sometimes sixteen is not particularly sweet. Courtney’s birthday party has arrived, and she’s determined for it to be perfect.
Chapter 20: Rock ‘N’ Roll Party Queen
“Good moooorning!” Adore trilled, sailing into Courtney’s bedroom with a breakfast tray. “Happy birthday, princess!”
Courtney shot up in bed, pushing a sleep mask off her face, panicked. “What time is it!? Did i oversleep?! Omigod!”
“No, don’t worry, it’s only 8:30.” Adore slid the tray onto the bed and climbed in beside her. “You said I was supposed to be over to help set up at 10.”
Courtney relaxed against the pillows, sighing. “Yeah, okay. Jesus, you scared me.” She smiled, calming down a little. “What did you make me?”
“Well, Bonnie made you blueberry pancakes, that gross fake bacon and some kind of coconut banana smoothie. I made you this.” She handed over a black box with “2001” written on the top.
Courtney opened her mouth so that Adore could feed her a bite of pancakes while she took the lid off the box. She giggled at the contents of the box, picking up the note and reading it out loud.
“Remember when we were 11 and I broke my ankle and you were jealous of my cast, because you are a psycho, so my mom wrapped your ankle in an ace bandage and surgical tape and then gave you a pair of crutches and you hobbled around like a drama queen and made everyone sign your bandage? Well, I made everyone sign another one. Cause you deserve to have all your silly fantasies indulged.” Courtney looked up. “Awww, thanks, babe.” She leaned over to give Adore a hug.
“Read the messages!” Adore urged, feeding her a strip of soy bacon.
OMG I remember when you made us all do this when you were 11, hahaha. GET WELL SOON HONEY! XOXO! <3, Darienne
Hey Cheerleader. This is fuckin weird. -Willam
Feel Better, Courtney! Love, Pearl
Get better soon, mi puta sucia! Te amo forever!! Muchos Besos, April
Hey cutie! Love you and your beautiful voice!! Rest and get better! -Jinkx
Court, I this was silly in 6th grade and it’s REALLY silly now. But I hope you like it. So get well soon, I guess. Your friend, Bob
Hope your imaginary ankle heals, Courtney! I mean I know your ankle is real but I mean your imaginary injury. I hope that heals. Whee, yay for pretend!!! Love, Thorgy
HURRY UP AND GET BETTER CAUSE WE NEED YOU ON TOP OF THAT PYRAMID OKURRRRRR! KISSES, GANJA
I don’t really get what’s going on here. Xo, Gia
Gia is a moron. Always and Forever, Alyssa Edwards
Fuck Adore, this present is stupid. I love you. -Roy
^JEALOUS MUCH??^ This present is genius and your boyfriend obviously has no imagination! <3, Dory
Courtney burst out laughing, snuggling against Adore’s warm body. “This was awesome. Thanks. And thank you for breakfast, too. Bonnie’s the best.”
“Alright, cuddleslut, what’s on the schedule today?” Adore asked, kissing the top of Courtney’s head.
“The people from the party supply place are delivering the tables and stuff by 10, and I told Darienne and Roy to come at 10:30.”
“Gotcha.”
She reached for her clipboard. “I should probably make sure that my mom’s boyfriend is on his way to help set up all the lights and stuff. My sister is picking up the cake and the food from Pasadena on her way here, and then we have to put it in the oven while we do hair and makeup. My mom will take care of the final set-up with grandma and my aunt.”
Adore opened her mouth to respond but Courtney continued to speak.
“I have to make sure that there’s power for Tomas, the DJ, and that we print out the lists for the photographer. I was supposed to do that last night but I forgot and oh!”
“Court!” Adore interrupted.
“Yeah?”
“Take a breath, babe. Have some more pancakes.” She held out a forkful and Courtney acquiesced.
-
The way Courtney was giving out orders, it seemed to Roy like she was planning a wedding, not a birthday party.
“Roy, take these chairs outside and set them evenly around the tables.” Courtney pointed to the stack of chairs against the wall.
“By myself? Where’s Adore, so she can help me?” Roy scratched his head looking around.
“Adore is doing other things. Just take a few at a time-- No! Carry them... like this,” Courtney fixed the chairs under Roy’s arm to help him carry the maximum chairs that he could.
As Roy wobbled to the door trying not to drop the chairs, Adore entered, snickering when she saw Roy having a bit of trouble.
“Need some help?” she asked as she held the door open.
“Yeah, take--”
“No Roy, I told you. I need Adore to help me with other stuff. Use your muscles,” Courtney chided, pulling Adore away from Roy causing the door to close on him.
“Uh...” Adore looked back at Roy, trying not to laugh at his groans of pain.
“Help me move this projector outside for the video,” Courtney said, gesturing to the overhead.
“Video?” Adore asked, moving to help Courtney lift the projector.
“Yeah,” Courtney nodded as they headed out the door. “Let's move it over there, I want it by our table so that I can be front and center when the video plays.” Courtney nodded guiding them to where she wanted it to be sat.
“So, like baby videos and all of that?” Adore smirked.
“Yep, annnddd,” she stretched out teasingly, “the video of you, me, Dela, April and Darienne doing Wannabe,” Courtney smiled sitting the projector down.
“No! No you didn’t,” Adore stared wide eyed at her.
“Yes, yes I did. It’s super cute and one of my most precious memories. Remember earlier that day we argued about who would get to be Ginger and you started to cry until I told you, you could be her next time?” Courtney giggled.
“Yeah, I remember because you lied and I never got to be Ginger,” Adore shook her head, “But I also remember the choreography being fucking awful. Which is why you should probably skip over that video,” Adore rolled her eyes.
Courtney grinned, asking teasingly, “Afraid you’re not gonna look cool in front of Raja?”
“No one is gonna look cool in that video, but Raja isn’t coming.”
“What?! Why didn’t you tell me?!” Courtney’s hand flew to her cheek, brow furrowed in distress.
“I--you didn’t even want her here. I had to beg you to let me invite her, why are you upset?”
“Because now I have to re-do the tables, Adore! She was sitting with us, because she was your date, and now it’s gonna be--”
“Re-do the tables?”
“The TABLE ASSIGNMENTS!” Courtney pointed to the stack of place cards, names carefully lettered on pink and silver stars.
Adore shook her head. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know that we had table assignments, I thought it was like, a party, I thought--”
“Ugh!” Courtney threw up her hands, exasperated. “How will people know where to sit if we don’t have placecards? I need to go get the seating chart!” She flounced back inside to grab more supplies.
Adore stood there confused as she watched Courtney leave. Roy came up behind Adore, putting his hands on her shoulders, whispering, “Welcome to hell…”
Darienne walked over with a box of centerpieces. “Give her a break, guys. Party planning is very stressful.”
Roy rolled his eyes. “Yeah, we know, it’s really hard to pick napkins that match your shoes or whatever.”
“Stop. After you finish the chairs, why don’t you go help Todd and the guys with the lights, Roy? Adore, can you help me finish the tables? We need to put out all the centerpieces and lay out the placecards by the entrance.”
“Aye aye, captain.”
-
Darienne paused, in the middle of filling up balloons from a helium container with Adore, at the sound of shrieking from the kitchen. She looked at Adore. “Let’s go see what the problem is.”
“Do we have to?” Roy asked nearby.
“Come on…”
All three of them approached the kitchen door tentatively, where Courtney was on the phone with her sister, nearly hysterical.
“Kimmy! You said that Derek would be helping you!...No, fine, but I don’t really think you’re gonna be able to handle it all on your own and he has an SUV and you have a tiny little car and will it even fit? What it the cake gets messed up?!...I thought you could hold the box while he drove!” Courtney paced around the kitchen, voice at a fever pitch. “Don’t yell at me! I’m not mad at you, I’m just trying to figure out--...Don’t hang up, Kimmy!”
Darienne opened the door and walked inside. “Honey…”
Courtney turned around, tears streaked down her face. “I don’t know what to do…I think it’s too much for one person, and she’s all mad at me now, but I was just trying to tell her that she needs help...she’s upset, I think she had a fight with her boyfriend. But how was I supposed to know that?!” Courtney sniffled, letting Darienne stroke her hair.
Roy and Adore exchanged a look, and then Roy cleared his throat. “Uh, Court, I could borrow my dad’s truck, and either meet Kim, or like, just take care of it myself.”
“But what about--”
“And if you want someone to hold the cake, I can bring Eddy. Or if you don’t trust him, I’m sure Lynn is free. She’s a loser.” He flashed his dimples charmingly. “What do you think?”
“Really? You don’t mind? It’s all the way in Pasadena.”
“Yeah, well, it’s your birthday. Consider me your willing slave.”
Courtney threw her arms around his neck, kissing his face all over. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”
“So...crisis averted?” Darienne asked.
“Yes,” Courtney sighed happily.
“Oh, thank god!” Adore breathed.
All smiles now, Courtney wiped her eyes and chirped, “We should get started on the gift bags!”
“Okay,” Darienne answered, “But we still need to finish the balloons, so why don’t you take Adore and Roy and I will finish outside?”
“Perfect!” Courtney grabbed Adore’s hand and pulled her into the dining room, which was loaded with party favors.
“Why do I have to do the balloons?” Roy whined.
“‘Cause you have the most hot air,” Darienne explained, shoving him towards the door.
Courtney sat down at the dining room table with a sigh. “Sorry about that. I just had this image of Kimmy driving on the freeway with the cake just like, flying around her backseat.” She shook her head. “I think I’m losing my mind.”
Adore smiled. “I think you need another present.” She pulled a black box labeled “2002” out of her bag and handed it over.
Courtney squealed and clapped her hands, pulling the lid off the box. Inside was a book she remembered well, a tearjerker by Lurlene McDaniel called “Six Months to Live,” with a note that read:
Remember how we were obsessed with all those books about the kids dying of cancer? We’re really fucked up, but at least we’re fucked up together. XO
Courtney giggled. “I still don’t know what that death obsession was all about.”
“It made sense for me, I’ve always been this moody emo bitch. But you...everyone thinks you’re all sunshine and rainbows, but I know on the inside... you’re really a sadistic weirdo,” Adore teased.
Courtney fluttered her lashes. “Well, there’s more to me than sunshine and rainbows, I guess.”
-
The snapping of Courtney opening and closing her phone was starting to irritate Kim, as she wrapped Courtney’s blonde tresses around the curler.
Once Roy had dropped off the food and cake (which, of course, had all survived the journey from Pasadena with no problems whatsoever), he and Darienne had left to go home and change so that, like all of the other guests, they could be dazzled by Courtney’s ensemble when she made her grand entrance.
Adore sat on Courtney’s bed, trying and failing to finish her own eyeliner in a compact mirror - she was supposed to be getting ready with her, and eventually doing her makeup, once Kim finished with her hair. Instead, she seemed to be getting distracted watching on as Courtney grew more anxious, gnawing on her bottom lip and flipping the phone open and closed faster and faster.
“Courtney, stop before you break it. Mom can’t afford to buy you a new one. Especially after today,” Kim said.
“Have you talked to Daddy? I texted him, but he didn’t reply,” Courtney looked in the mirror at her sister.
“Yeah, I did…” Kim nodded, knowing how important it was for their dad to be here. “He said he’d be a little late, but he’ll be here.”
“Ugh,” Courtney groaned throwing her head back, “Ow!” she yelped when the heat of the curlers stung her.
“Hold still or you’ll get burned,” Kim reprimanded.
Deciding that Courtney needed a distraction from her father’s absence, Adore climbed off the bed, “Courtney, guess what happened last night,” Adore said.
“What?”
“Well, I took your advice...”
“My advice?”
“Yeah, with Raja,” Adore nodded, leaning against the dresser.
“Who’s Raja?” Kim asked, running her fingers through Courtney’s curls.
“This really fucking gorgeous senior,” Adore grinned.
“And you two are…”
“Well, I was at her house last night to watch a movie.”
“Alone?” Courtney asked, fingernails digging into the palm of her hands.
Adore snorted, “I wish. I got to meet Raja’s other friends and they were a...welcoming group. Carmen hangs out with them too. You remember Carmen, right, Courtney? Roy’s ex.”
Courtney blinked up at Adore, “Yeah, I remember her. But you said you took my advice,” Courtney said, staring at her reflection in the mirror, wanting Adore to get to the point of the story.
Kim looked between the two girls recognizing the strain in her sister’s voice that Adore wasn’t paying any attention to.
“Oh, yeah. So, after the movie was over and everyone left. I thought about what you said and then started tripping over my words like an idiot, basically asking Raja if there was something between us or if it was in my head and…”
“And?” Courtney dug her fingernails harder into her palms, scooting to the edge of the chair as Kim tousled the curls on her head.
“Uh, I’m going to go get your tiara,” Kim squeezed Courtney’s shoulder before leaving the room.
Adore waited for Kim to leave before continuing, “Raja didn’t even let me finish talking before she walked over to me. It was kind of like in a movie when the person shuts the other person up with a kiss. I know it sounds cheesy, but it was fucking hot. Then we went to her car and made out for like an hour before she took me home.”
Courtney tried to keep her emotions from showing on her face as a lump formed in her throat. She didn’t understand why Adore making out with Raja bothered her so much, but she figured it had something to do with Raja’s better-than-you attitude.
She swallowed and managed to exclaim an enthusiastic, “That’s amazing Dory!”
Courtney stood up, wrapping her arms around Adore’s neck, pulling her into a hug.
“I told you. Sometimes you just have to make the first move,” she said, plastering a smile on her face.
“Yeah, well, you were right.” Adore pulled back, clearing her throat. “Which, I think deserves another present.”
Courtney giggled. “At the very least.”
Adore rolled her eyes and handed over a box with “2003” on it, which Courtney opened happily, pulling out a Magic Mountain keychain and the accompanying note.
Our trip to Magic Mountain at the end of 8th grade was important because I had two major realizations on that day. One, that I am a gigantic fucking wuss. And two, that you are a whore for danger and if we don’t watch you closely, you will willingly participate in your own death. So consider me part of an elite team keeping a close eye on your safety. Big brother is watching. It’s for your own good.
“Adore, roller coasters are fun,” Courtney defended.
“No dude, they are not. They are death traps and you are nuts.”
“You have to admit you had fun that day!”
“Uhhhh…”
“Come on! The chocolate dipped bananas?! And remember we wore our underwear outside our jeans like the ‘Slave 4 U’ video?”
Adore laughed. “Yeah, come to think of it, that’s even more disturbing that Goliath and Batman and Viper combined…”
-
Adore was finishing up Courtney’s makeup while Kim bustled around, trying to help Karen with the final setup and not strangle her demanding little sister.
“Kimmy, is my dress here?” Courtney whined.
“Yeah, do you want me to go get it?”
“Yeah, and is Tomas almost done setting up? I want the music to already be going when people come. Also, make sure all the food is good and covered and that everything’s already out there.”
Kimmy rolled her eyes, but stood up anyway. “Anything else, your highness?”
“Yeah, make sure the the ice hasn’t melted on the drinks. If so, dump the water out and put new ice in. Also tell the photographer that my right side is my best side, but also get shots of my left for variety.”
As Kim left the room, Adore put down the eyeshadow brush, looking into Courtney’s green eyes. “You’re being really extra right now.”
“I’m just trying to give her stuff to do so she leaves us alone…” Courtney said under her breath, and both girls giggled.
-
Courtney pulled nervously on her gloves and peeked through her bedroom curtains at the party guests trickling into her backyard. “Not that many people are here yet. I mean I know it’s early, but...my dad’s still not here.”
“But you knew he was gonna be late, right?” Adore asked, tightening the laces on the back of her dress and tying them into a bow.
“Yeah.”
“I was just out there. April and Dari are here, and Pearl. Roy’s here, of course, charming the pants off your family, really winning those future husband points like the brown noser he is.” Adore rolled her eyes. “He even remembered the pocket square that matches your dress. Speaking as a lesbian, straight people do the gayest shit ever.”
Courtney giggled.
“Come on. Ready to make your grand entrance?”
Courtney nodded, taking Adore’s hand and following her down the hall and to the back door where the guests were gathered.
“Alright, go ahead.”
Courtney took a deep breath as she gathered the glittery tulle of the fuchsia colored skirt in her hands, and Adore opened the door. One foot in front of the other, time seemed to slow down as she entered the backyard.
Roy’s eyes widened and a huge smile spread across his face as he watched Courtney walk into the backyard. She looked as if she had just stepped out the pages of a fairytale. The lights shined off of the rhinestoned bodice and her bare shoulders dusted with glitter, thanks to Adore. The tight corset made her waist look incredibly tiny against the fullness of the poofy layered skirt. Her blonde hair was curled, half up, the rest falling down her back as the rhinestone tiara was bobby pinned on top of her head. The silver tiara matched her necklace and the ring and bracelet layered over her gloves.
Courtney couldn’t have been happier with everyone’s reaction; gasping and awwing as she twirled, so everyone could get a good look.
But, she could be happier. Courtney wished that her father could have been there to see her. Where was he? She shook her head slightly, blinking back tears, smiling at Roy.
“Wow, Courtney! You look beautiful,” Roy stepped forward, grabbing Courtney's hand.
“So freaking gorgeous!” Darienne practically squealed.
“Yes!” April added. “You look like a princess, lo apruebo.”
“Yeah, wow! You look amazing,” Pearl nodded.
“Thank you! Thank you so much.” Courtney played coy, accepting all the compliments with a bashful flutter of lashes.
“Yep, she was a bit of a fixer upper, but l worked my magic,” Adore joked, wrapping her arm around Courtney’s shoulders, placing a light kiss to her cheek.
“Dory,” Courtney pouted.
“Courtney,” at the sound of Muriel’s voice, Adore removed her arm from around Courtney, leaving her to deal with her grandmother on her own.
“Well, do you approve?” Karen asked, kissing her daughter on the forehead and gesturing to the set-up.
“Everything looks great. Thank you, Mommy.” Courtney smiled, then her brow furrowed. “Why is Jordan wearing navy blue?”
Karen turned to look at Courtney’s 9-year-old cousin, who was in fact wearing a navy blue polo shirt. “Oh, well, that looks dark, I’m sure Aunt Catherine thought it was black.”
“Well, it’s not, and it’s not semi-formal.” Courtney put her hands on her hips. “It’s going to ruin the pictures.”
“Courtney, honey, please relax, it’s night time, no one will be able to tell the difference…”
Courtney turned to Roy. “Does Eddy have a black or white button-down that Jordan could borrow? Or like a sweater? Something he wears for church?”
Roy saluted and pulled out his phone. “On it!”
“Roy, I really wish you wouldn’t indulge her!” Karen told him, pouring herself a glass of wine, muttering, “I will be fucking thrilled when this day is over.”
“Happy birthday, Courtney!” screamed Laganja, bursting into the backyard and racing over to hug her. “Omigod, you look like a Disney princess. Spin around!”
“Yaaaaaaas!” Gia crowed. “Come on, let’s dance!”
Adore sighed in relief that the cheerleaders had arrived. Even though they weren’t her favorite people, maybe having more party guests would cause Courtney to relax and have some fun. If she was dancing, she wouldn’t be stressing out about dress codes and her father being late.
It only took a song and a half before it appeared that was just the trick. The kids were all having a blast on the dance floor while the adults chatted and enjoyed the hors d'oeuvres over by the tables.
Pearl nudged Adore on the shoulder, who turned just in time to see Bob bend down and kiss April softly on the lips.
“Awwww...gross,” Adore commented, causing Pearl to laugh. Then when Alyssa appeared, Adore groaned softly.
“What?” asked Pearl.
“No, it’s just...Alyssa’s dress has red trim.”
“So?” Pearl looked mystified.
“Courtney’s been freaking out when people deviate from the black and white dress code.”
Pearl laughed. “It’s like, one little flower on the waistband. I think it’ll be fine.”
“Who knew Cheerleader was such a diva?” asked Willam.
Adore gave him a Look. “Only those of us who have been around for more than one birthday.”
“You have pink shoes,” Pearl pointed out.
“These were assigned to me. I think I’m like the maid of honor or something. Darienne has pink gloves. Roy’s got that pocket square.”
“This party is so gay,” Willam laughed.
“I know, right? Be right back. I’m gonna go ask the DJ to play some Britney.”
“And you judge me for Madonna?! You’re a garbage person!” Pearl called after her.
After the current song ended, Tomas announced, “We’ve got a special request for some Britney circa 2004, and this song happens to be on the Birthday Girl’s list of pre-approved songs, so...here we go…”
Courtney squealed happily when “Toxic” began to play, and Adore made her way through the crowded dance floor to hand her the “2004” present, a Britney t-shirt…
So last year, you got a pretty fucking cool birthday present, that karaoke machine, and we spent about a month singing Britney songs non-stop. For the record, I’m not opposed to breaking it out again tonight.
Courtney gave Adore a hug. “Good to know,” she told her.
“Are you okay?” Adore asked, sensing that her mood was dipping a little.
“I just...he’s still not here. We’re about to serve dinner and I wanted to play the video while people ate, and I really wanted him to see it. And…” Courtney swallowed. “I guess it doesn’t matter. I mean, I can always show him later, right?”
“Yeah, exactly!” Adore kissed her on the forehead. “Play it now and put me out of my misery. The sooner we get that Spice Girls shit over with, the better.”
Courtney giggled. “You got it, Scary.”
“Ugh. I’m never gonna hear the end of this,” Adore groaned, looking over at Pearl and Willam, knowing they were going to torture her forever once they saw that video.
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