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"Shot gun!" Marinette shouted just as they all finished packing the car. Her father had to stay and look after the bakery so it was only the three of them going. "Shot gun gets to pick the music."
Adrien sighed dramatically but really he didn't mind. It must be family tradition. He had never really gone on many vacation trips. He has memories of young childhood vacations with his mother. They'd sit on the beach- or rather Adrien would run around the beach and make the sickest sand castles. Well really his mother did most the work on the castles but he got to stick a leaf in as a flag.
It did feel sad looking back to these memories but he still remembered them fondly. Now it was time to make new memories with his new life.
The car trip was peaceful: Marinette's choice of songs played in the background of conversation throughout the car. Mostly it was the two of them telling of their Miraculous adventures to Sabine. Although there wasn't a moment that Marinette told her mother, it was very easy for the mother to figure it out.
Adrien would sit back in some conversations and just watch the way Marinette moved. She'd be calm and elegant talking about a passion but the moment her mother would bring up something embarrassing; Marinette would sit right up and her wings would buzz as she would deny it in a fluster.
Although she didn't have her bug features out much: Adrien loved them. They emoted a lot. Her antennas would flop if she were sad but sit up more alert when she was happy. It really was cute. Bugs generally aren't so cute but Marinette made it seem so otherwise.
A pillow was set on one of the back seats for the two Kwami's to ride on. Sabine set a strict 'no flying in the car' rule. It was completely reasonable because the two kwamis can get pretty distracting sometimes.
Adrien loved teasing Plagg about the way he cuddled up to Tikki. Plagg always put on a stuck up 'I'm too good for anyone' show but obviously Tikki was the exception.
"Oh no!" Marinette suddenly shouted sitting straight in her seat. This suddenly shout caused her mother almost the break on the spot.
"What wrong?" Sabine's voice was riddled with panic as she looked across Marinette's face to find an answer.
"Who's going to look after Paris?" Marinette turned to her mother with genuine distress in her face.
Both Adrien and Sabine started laughing. "Marinette," her mother put a hand on her shoulder. "Paris will be alright without you for one weekend."
"Who knows," Adrien shrugged. "Maybe there will be a Catastrophe." He said with a grin but Marinette only pouted.
"It better be okay when I get back.." She sighed.
"Darling you put too much stress on yourself," her mother continued driving and talked to her daughter in a sweet tone. "And that's exactly why you need this chance to relax."
"And purrsides," Adrien reached and put a hand on her shoulder. "Fox girl can hold fort for us."
"That pun was pretty weak," she huffed. "But I guess so." Marinette seemed to hesitantly calm down.
Adrien was going to have to make this one hell of a weekend to convince her.