Miraculous Moments [Miraculous LadyBug Fanfic]

Voices all around

The days fruit was red. The children laughed as they ate and played in motherers' laps. They were learning new things everyday because Voice commanded learning as a viral pillar in life. Fatherers were taught by fatherers to be strong and kind to their chosens. Motherers were taught by motherers to be supportive and mentally able.

They taught the children to listen to Voice and her guidance was the absolute. Her choices led to good things and kept them safe and healthy since the first fatherers and motherers.

She knew who were meant to be chosensed. She knew what and where things were. She knew what name to give to all.

But, during the day of the red fruit, a child didn't want to listen to Voice. She wanted to play with someone else other than voice told her to. She wanted to play with a small boy that was by his fatherer and motherer.

She walked up to the motherer and the boy while the fatherer gathered the red fruit. His motherer combed his hair and hummed to him. He smiled. The girl smiled.

"Hello. Im Marinette."

The two were shocked to see the little girl away from her motherer and fatherer.

"Are you lost?" asked the motherer. "Has Voice told you to come?"

She shook her head. "I wanted to." She turned back to the boy and waved happily. "Hello. My name is Marinette."

She looked at his motherer who, while unsettled with Marinette's sudden showing, urged him to respond. He waved, "I-Im Adrien."

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Marinette was never one to take everything seriously. At least, not to the full level as everyone else. While Voice come at least once a day and during ceremonies and controlled everything, the girl felt very much in power over her day.

Growing up, she would see what the fatherers would do versus what the motherers would do. She'd explore the woods and fruit to mix them together for paste. When she showed Nino, he would come with her every time whenever he wanted to remove stress.

Adrien would come to, but he always was on about how his fatherer would yell and how Voice would disapprove.

"Marinette, Voice never wanted us to make these icky things. We'll have to spend more time in bathing and our day will get lost."

She rolled her eyes. "If you're not fast enough," she said while she picked the last fruit and handed it to Nino. He then broke it up and smashed it with his hands like a child.

Adrien squirmed at the sight. "What are you going to even use it for?"

Marinette and Nino smirked knowingly, making the boy frown for not knowing. "We call it "painting.""

They next took the bowl of watery fruit and used their fingers to smear it on the bark of a tree. Marinette made a hand while the boy made a circle with dots and a half circle, or as it came together, a face.

Adrien started at awe. But. . . "That's pretty and all, but why do it?"

Marinette smiled and offered her bowl. "It's fun." she said.

Adrien was astonished that she offered the bowl of "painting" to him, but he kept his arms up and out off it. "No thank you. Father says Voice loves those who stay pure and follow Her."

"But she only ever says the same thing all the time. Don't you get bored?" the girl asked.

Adrien gave an angry frown. "I don't because I know what to do every day. What are you going to do with this tomorrow? You're not gonna eat it." he said, gesturing the mushed fruit.