Aprils fools.

A day that Alya Césaire dearly loved and Marinette Dupain-Cheng absolutely hated.

And this year, Alya had the greatest prank in history to play on her so innocently clueless best friend.

She rubbed her hands together mischievously as she sat at her desk, 'listening' to her teacher who was continuing their lesson. She glanced around the classroom, everyone or almost everyone was listening to the lecture.

"Psst, Alya!" Nino snapped his girlfriend out of her trance.

"What?" she whispered back, Nino glancing between Marinette who was drooling at the sight in front of her and Adrien who was being a good student and listening to the lecture.

"What are you doing, dude?" he eyed her, Alya's eyes glimmering with suspicion.

"I need a favour, Nino," she whispered back.

"What is it?" he asked her. He didn't want to know. Whatever it was, he probably would so regret asking. But that was part of the reason why he loved the brunette. She was witty, brave, smart and very clever. As sneaky as a fox.

She huffed, glancing over to her best friend's feet where her bag sat, "I'm going to kick Mari's bag to you, grab her phone, then kick the bag back to me, alright?"

"WHAT?!" he practically shouted, everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and looked quizzically at the young DJ who interrupted his teacher's lesson.

"Nino, is there a problem?" Ms. Bustier asked him calmly, her eyes struggling to stay calm as a bunch of students burst out in giggles.

Nino panicked at this. "No! Everything is fine, dude, I mean- Miss!" he fumbled awkwardly, then smiled.

Once the lesson started up again, Alya shot her boyfriend a death glare. "Nino! You almost ruined this!" she whisper-shouted.

A bag was soon kicked at Nino's feet, the boy yelping at the sudden hit. Luckily, Tikki was asleep in Marinette's purse, not witnessing any of the treacheries.

Nino slowly reached down, picking up the bag and looking inside at the contents. A notebook, pencil case, some weird folder, a mysterious weird hexagonal-shaped box that seemed way too familiar but he couldn't put his finger on it, a bag that he didn't know what was inside, he couldn't spot any phone.

"Nino?" a voice suddenly installed the poor boy with fear.

"Adrien! My dude!" he instantly dropped the bag after he clutched Marinette's phone, hiding it behind his back, kicking the bag back to Alya.

"What were you doing with Marinette's bag?"

"Um..." he twiddled his fingers together, glancing at Alya and internally screaming 'help.'

Luckily, he was saved by the bell, everyone starting to gather their things and file out of the classroom. He was so going to kill Alya later for putting him in that position. Why couldn't she grab the phone herself?

"Um, see you later dude!" Nino shouted to his bewildered best friend, sprinting out of the classroom after he grabbed his school bag off the ground.

He ran into the locker room, huffing as he reached his locker, slipping the phone into his school bag. After a while, Alya also came running into the locker room, peering behind her shoulder a lot, almost expecting Marinette to show up any second to catch them in the act.

"Coast is clear." she grinned, holding her hand out in almost a demanding way.

"No thank yous?" he rolled his eyes, reaching into his school bag and pulling out his girlfriend's best friend's phone, placing it in Alya's hand, "What are you going to do with it anyway?"

She smirked, blowing on the phone so she could see Marinette's password. After she got in, she went into her contacts. "I have the most amazing plan to get Marinette to spill her guts out to Adrien. Plus, it's April fools day today."

"So what exactly are you going to do?"

Alya tapped on her contact, going to 'edit contact' and clicking on her name, deleting it. She then started to type Adrien's name in it. Then, she went to Adrien's contact and switched his name with her own, making sure to switch both profile pictures after.

Nino scratched his head. "Why are you switching Adrien's contact with yours? I mean, the name. Like, dudette, it's still your contact. You haven't changed the number."

"Exactly." she smiled, shutting the phone down and slipping it in her school bag, "Marinette always rambles to me about Adrien every day, so when she goes to text me today, she'll think she's texting me when she's actually texting Adrien."

Nino's mouth gaped open, slowly backing away from the brunette, "You're a genius."

"I know," she smirked.

And that's when Marinette and some other classmates walked in, Alya winking at Nino who was still very shocked by her prank. She walked over to the bluenette who was grabbing her things, slipping Marinette's phone into her pink school bag that was on the ground.

"See you tomorrow, Marinette." Alya smiled as she stood behind Marinette.

"Ok." she agreed, turning around to look at her best friend, "I'll text you later."

"Great!" she smirked, turning around with a wave, "Make sure to spare me all of the deets today when you were partnered up with Adrien."

"I will."

—

Marinette swung open the door to her room, climbing up and throwing her school bag down on her desk.

"Well, another day of school done." Marinette huffed, throwing herself down onto her desk chair, "I'm actually quite surprised Alya didn't pull a prank on me considering what day it is today."

Tikki nodded, floating over to the box of cookies that lay on Marinette's desk. The bluenette picked up her school bag and searched its contents for her phone. She laid it on her desk and turned to her sewing project.

—

"Phew," Marinette breathed, holding up her newly created masterpiece and opened a drawer to her desk, putting it inside.

She turned to her phone, grabbing it and went to her bed, lying down lazily.

Marinette - Hey, phew. I just finished my sewing project. It turned out great! :)

—

Adrien's phone dinged as he sat at his desk, looking at pictures of Ladybug. "Who could that be?" he wondered out loud, his kwami shrugging as he continued munching on his beloved cheese.

He reached out for his phone, gasping as he saw who texted him. "Marinette? She never texts me."

He opened her contact and typed in a reply.

Adrien - That's nice!

A reply came in almost instantly.

Marinette - Yeah.

Marinette - So back to what I was going to talk about. So today was an amazing day and I actually can't believe you didn't prank me! Also, I couldn't believe I had that much luck to get partnered up with Adrien! He even smiled at me with his oh so kissable lips and his hair today was so amazingly combed, looking so soft I would so want to just touch it, knotting my fingers into it. How can he be so perfect?

Adrien choked on air as he finished reading her message, a horrified look plastered all over his features.

Um...

Marinette - I'll never be able to tell him that I love him! And what am I supposed to say to him anyway? That I always dream about him every day? That I have his face plastered on my wall everywhere in my room even in the oddest places? That I drool over his fragrance ads? How would that conversation go?

Adrien - Um... I-

Marinette - I know you're gonna say that I will be able to tell him. But what am I supposed to say? 'Hello hot stuff, I would tell you that I love you since the day you gave me your umbrella and I never pay attention to the teacher but admire your so soft hair?' Should I say that I already have a fantasized future planned out with a hamster and three kids? Do you think I won't die of shame when I tell him I'm such a stalker and have his whole schedule mapped out? What would he think?

Adrien almost dropped the phone, Plagg looking at him like he was crazy. "What is it, kid?"

Adrien pointed to his phone dramatically, the kwami giving him a puzzled look as he went to see the message.

He started laughing hysterically, "Wow. Looks like you've found a new secret admirer, 'hot stuff'. Oh my goodness. Haha!"

Marinette - I will never be able to tell him, Alya! Maybe it's better if he doesn't know. He doesn't need to know my obsession. :(

"Alya?!" he gasped, giving his kwami the most shockest face he had ever mastered, "She thought I was Alya?! And she likes me?! Like actually loves me?! WHAT IN THE-!"

Adrien - Um, uh... Marinette, I think you've got the wrong number. It's, uh, me, Adrien.

—

Marinette's mouth gaped open, immediately dropping her phone as she covered her mouth with her hands.

"Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!!" she yelled, huddling her legs together as she rocked back and forth.

"What's wrong, Marinette?" Tikki questioned her owner, floating over to her.

"I. Just. Texted. Adrien. About. Adrien!!!" she wailed, covering her face with her hands, "THIS IS A NIGHTMARE!"

Tikki gave her a sorrowful look, "It's not as bad as you think... at least you told him?"

"I called him 'hot stuff'." Marinette gave a muffled response, then shot up in realization, "Alya did this!!! Oh my gosh, this is her April fools day prank! She switched her contact picture and name with Adrien's!!! I am so going to kill her!!!"

With her face as red as a tomato, she grabbed her phone off of the wood-panelled floor and furiously typed in a reply.

Marinette - Hahahaha, I so knew that, uh, Adrien!!! It was a prank!!! SO, APRIL FOOLS DAY!!! BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

She threw her phone to the other side of the room, mumbling to herself.
"OH MY GOD. I CANNOT FACE ADRIEN TOMORROW! I AM SO ASHAMED, TIKKI! HELP ME!"

—

Adrien stared blankly at the phone screen in front of him. It was all a prank?! So Marinette didn't like him in that way?!

"Well, that was an interesting conversation... I guess? I'll talk to her more about it tomorrow."

And all he could hear for the rest of that night was the muffled laughter of his black cat kwami. "Haha, oh Adrien, you idiots! People are so blind."