There is no Ladybug and Chat Noir in this, just Adrien being a dork and Mari actually confident for once. And both of them are flirty dorks. Yes.

"Wake up, sunshine!"

Marinette groaned and pulled the covers over her head as soon as light suddenly flooded the room. She pushed her face into her pillow as her blankets were pulled off her and she was left cold in her shorts and tank top. She groaned again as more people came into her room and one of them lay right next to her, poking her cheek.

"Mar, Princess, come on, it's already 10 am." A male voice whined from next to her ear. She identified it as Adrien, and the first voice as Alya. Nino was probably the weight at the foot of her bed.

"Noooo..." She whispered, voice slightly hoarse. "It's too early..."

"If you don't get up, Adrien is carrying you and dumping you in the swimming pool." Alya declared. Adrien grinned.

"Getting to hold Mar in my arms and getting to throw someone in a pool. Wouldn't that be a perfect morning?"

"If you touch me, I'm not baking or cooking anything for two months." She mumbled into her pillow, making Adrien jerk away and Nino gasp in horror. Sighing sleepily, she stretched her arms out and ending up laying one across Adrien's chest, but neither minded. After 30 or so seconds of comfortable silence, she pushed herself up with a quiet grunt and swung her feet onto the ground. She stood and stretched once again, her hands up in the air and back arching. "Who wants pancakes?"

Nino shot up like a rocket and yelled. "GIMME PANCAKES!" Marinette burst into giggles as Alya snorted.

"Fat arse." She muttered, making Marinette only nearly collapse in giggles as she passed her best friend, laughing.

Adrien watched her affectionately from where he was still on her bed. The blond model had a huge crush on Marinette since the day they met in middle school, but now he'd go so far as to say he loved her. He sighed dreamily before he too pushed himself up and followed her. "C'mon, Alya. Nino'll eat all the pancakes in 10 seconds if we're not quick."

Alya let out a light chuckle as he exited the room. She had seen that dreamy expression on his face. "He is so whipped." She whispered, a grin on her face. "Those two are made for each other."

Marinette was humming as she mixed the batter. Nino recognized the song, and started tapping out the beat on the stone bench top. She threw him a grin, which he mirrored and started singing.

"I hopped off the plane at LAX
With a dream and my cardigan.
Welcome to the land of fame excess,
Am I gonna fit in?"

Alya slid in on her socks and clicked her fingers, pointing with both hands at Marinette as the brunette sang the next lines. "Jumped in the cab,
Here I am for the first time.
Look to my right and I see the Hollywood sign."

The two girls sang the next lines together with identical smiles on their faces. "This is all so crazy!
Everybody seems so famous!"

Marinette took the next lines as she poured some batter into a pan. "My tummy's turning and I'm feeling kinda homesick.
Too much pressure and I'm nervous.
That's when the taxi-man turned on the radio
And a Jay-Z song was on,"

"And a Jay-Z song was on," Alya continued and laughed as Marinette whirled around to point her wooden spoon at her while flawlessly flipping the golden pancake behind her back.

"And a Jay-Z song was on!" She trilled sweetly, to Adrien's delight. Alya grabbed Nino's hands and lifted him to his feet, still laughing as they spun, jumping around and having fun. All four of them sang the next lines, in perfect harmony with each other.

"So I put my hands up,
They're playing my song
The butterflies fly away!
Nodding my head like yeah,
Moving my hips like yeah," Marinette flipped another pancake, twirling while it was in the air to catch it with an outstretched pan. Alya whooped before they continued.
"I got my hands up
They're playing my song
I know I'm gonna be okay
Yeah, it's a party in the USA
Yeah, it's a party in the-"

"Paris of France!" Nino cut in with a yell, making Alya and Marinette burst out laughing and Adrien chuckle, shaking his head.

"This is why you mix the tapes, not make them." He pointed out, enticing another round of laughs from the girls. Marinette shook her head as she flawlessly flipped yet another pancake, making Alya clap.

"Girl, how are you so good at flipping pancakes?"

The blunette shrugged. "This baker's daughter gotta make her own breakfast if she wants food." She threw a finished pancake in the air, it landing perfectly on a plate. She pumped her fist with a grin. "She shoots, she scooooooores!"

Adrien slow clapped, earning a playful glare from the girl making pancakes.

"Shut it, Agreste, or you won't get any." She threatened, spatula in hand. The blond mock gasped and placed a hand on his chest.

"I didn't even speak! Princess, this is unfair. I call favouritism."