Hey-ho, here's Rotti :)

Okay, while I got a massive head-start with Butterfly Effect, I'm beginning another … thing.

ONETOBER! (or something like that XDXD)

Well, basically I'm trying to bring out one chapter every day in October, they may wary in length due to time I got, but I definitely try to make them as fluffy as possible :D

They will be some kind of One Shots, but related together, forming a whole story in our superheroes every-day-life during October! We're starting with some Adrienette.

Have fun, I hope you enjoy :) And don't forget to review :D

Day 1: Lunch date

Marinette yawned. It was Sunday and she just stood up, having slept until midday.

Yesterday evening, an Akuma had held her and Chat Noir awake. It was long past midnight when she finally managed to crawl back under her sheets to get a good nights rest. Slumping into her parent's couch, she took a look outside. It was cloudy, it surely would rain somewhen today.

"Marinette, you're still alive!" her mother called, entering the living room from downstairs. "I was worried you would sleep all day."

"Sorry," Marinette murmured and yawned again. "Do you have something to eat?" she asked further, her stomach roaring uncomfortably.

"Lunch is going to be ready in an hour, honey, you should have been there for breakfast," her mother laughed and stepped into the kitchen, opening the fridge to put some vegetables out. "But you can go downstairs, maybe papa will let you get a little snack," she added with a wink over her shoulder.

Smiling, Marinette leaped to her feet and sneaked downstairs, still dressed in her pyjamas.

Her father stood against the counter in the backside, working on some macaroons. "Marinette! You're alive," he laughed and handed her a pink macaroon, he quickly finished.

"How comes maman said the same thing, only seconds ago?" Marinette moaned and took the pastry, gulping it down.

"Because we're soulmates," her father guffawed and gestured to the tray of leftover croissants. "But don't eat to much, your mother's preparing lunch upstairs."

Nodding, Marinette took a croissant and just wanted to head upstairs again, when the doors of the bakery suddenly chimed, signalling an entering costumer. Turning around, she quickly scanned the incoming guest and froze in her tracks.

"Oh, good morning, Marinette," Adrien smiled, while entering the shop. "Good morning, Monsieur Dupain," he added and his gaze switched to her father to finally settle on her again.

Suddenly, she noticed she was still in her fuzzy, black pyjamas she had sewn last week, because she had found some black fabrics in her favourite shop. Now she cursed her decision to make them at all.

"Nice pyjamas, Marinette, are you a fan?"

She imagined seeing a smirk fluttering across his lips, but the second she managed to progress what he had said, her world started spinning again and Marinette noticed her position.

"GAH!", she screamed, "A- A- A...! ADRIEN! What are ya- mean, what do you- eh, what are you doing here?!"

The blond boy chuckled and shrugged. "I was bored and thought I can fetch some pastries from your parents bakery."

"That's why I like you," Tom laughed. "You, my boy have taste. So what can I get you?"

Marinette still stood there, rooted to the spot, watching her father interact with her crush like nothing had happened. And then came the question, Marinette had never anticipated. "Adrien, tell me, are you free for the afternoon? Last time we had no real chance to get to know you and Sabine's preparing lunch, do you want to join us?"

Adrien's gaze morphed into one of surprise and his gaze switched to Marinette, who, incredibly, still stood on the spot where she had paused. There were two or three seconds where both just held their gazes. When Marinette began to question her sanity, Adrien smiled and gazed back to her father.

"I'd love to, thank you, Monsieur Dupain."

That was the moment, Marinette managed to move again. Flinching, her arms flailed around her head and only weird noises left her mouth. "Wa- Wait- I... What?! Lunch? With Ad... Adrien, I mean, with YOU?! I mean, lunch with you?"

"Only if you don't mind, Marinette," Adrien smiled nervously at her, rubbing his neck.

"Oh, she'd love to!" her father laughed and clapped in his hands, shoving Adrien behind the counter into Marinette. Adrien gently took her by her elbows to steady them, smiling apologetically.

"Sorry," he chuckled and stepped back again, guaranteeing them their personal space. She wanted to tell him that she did not mind, but all that left her lips was a sigh, half dreamy, half relieved.

When he stood in front of her, watching her intently, she was reminded of Chat Noir.

"Ah, it's okay," she answered easily, finally finding her voice back with her partner in mind. "I should apologize though, my father can be very pushy sometimes."

Adriens eyes went round and she needed a second to progress that it was not Chat Noir in front of her. And that she had made a pun.

However, he began to laugh and even her father fell in from behind Adriens back. "C- Come upstairs!" she squeaked and grabbed Adrien's hand to pull him into the back, away from the bakery. It seems she had been in her partners presence too long last night.

"You really are a fan, are you?" Did she hear glee in his voice? Nah, must be her imagination.

"Sh... Shut up," she murmured and burst through the door to the living room. "Maman, Papa invited Adrien for lunch," she announced and stopped in the middle of the room.

"Oh, hello Adrien!" her mother greeted their guest. "It's so nice to see you again. Tom invited you to lunch? That's good to hear! You're too skinny."

Unfortunately, Marinette was busy in getting Adrien from her parents wrath, she did not manage to change her clothes until the meal was finished. When her father closed the bakery for lunch hour, they were upstairs, eating joyfully, accompanied by some very embarrassing moments and talks.

But all in all, it had been a nice lunch with her parents and her crush.

"Thank you for the invitation," Adrien gentlemanly bowed to her parents, showing his gratitude.

"Come back as often as you like," Sabine smiled and put the dishes into the sink. "And I'm certain Marinette wouldn't mind as well."

"Thanks for the offer, have a good day," Adrien smiled and bowed again, turning around to head after Marinette into the hallway.

"I'm sorry, my parents can indeed be a bit nosey," Marinette frowned, stepping down.

"Oh, don't be," Adrien interjected, "I like your parents, they are nice."

Turning around, halfway down the steps, she watched Adrien pass her, until he stopped a few stairs below her. He looked up and caught her gaze. Marinettes breath hitched. "It's nice here."

Again there was silence between them, but like before, it was rich. Not awkward or uncomfortable. Marinette felt secure and she nearly lost herself in his deep green irises.

"I think I should go," Adrien smiled sadly. "I texted Nathalie I'm staying here, but they will worry soon."

"O... Okay. I hope you enjoyed your stay," Marinette answered automatically.

Adrien chuckled and the laden atmosphere was broken. "Yes, I always enjoy hanging out with you," he answered and turned around, heading the rest of the steps down. "Thank you, Marinette," he smiled one last time. "I'll see you tomorrow."

Then he was gone.