#BUB is my first attempt at writing sobthat first chapter is almost a little embarrassing now ajsmmgkskt

[gentil-minou]

Is the fanfic "Batter Up, Buttercup" going to be continued?

Yes!!!! The last few weeks have even very busy and I've apparently written over 10k words of meta since the end of December for this show sjdkgmskmsmgms so my fanfic writing has taken a bit of a back seat! I am working on chapter 3 and excited to share with everyone ☺

Here's a bit of an unedited preview (subject to change of course):

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Chapter 3 – Save the Last Chance

Thud. Thud. Thud.

Buttercup standing in front of the boulangerie, regarding the logo Marinette thoughtfully designed with an ugly sneer on his faceless maw.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

Buttercup resting a stupid, clammy hand inappropriately low on his lady’s back wearing a fake gentlemen’s smile that reeks of insincerity.  

Thud. Thud. Thud.

Marinette, sweet wonderful precious Marinette, breataking with a smile that could release any akuma and excited to show Buttercup her home, ignorant of the disdain in his eyes as this fiend plots the best ways to rip apart her family's business into tiny shreds.

Thud thud thud.

Stupid ugly smelly asshole Buttercup bending down as his lady leans up, her perfect pretty pink lips pursed ready to meet--

THUD THUD THUD.

"Think you made a dent with that one."

Adrien groans, resting his heated head on the surface of his cool locker. This isn’t the first time he’s wished Plagg would be a little less nosy and sarcastic as he is, but it is the first time he finds himself wishing his kwami would be just a little less present. Especially right now as the remains of his shattered heart lie on the floor and he wrestles with his conviction to step aside and support his lady.

Plagg uses one of his many masterful skills to ignore Adrien’s glare and hovers in front of the spot his hold has been acquainting himself with for the past who knows how long. Adrien watches his kwami with a scowl on his face as Plagg delightedly announces, "Oooooh yeah, that's a big mark! I'm impressed with your vandalism skills, kid."

A hot lick of fear races up Adrien’s spine as he rushes to check, the fear of getting in trouble and being sent to The Principal’s Office (in all of Adrien’s musing on school life and extensive manga reading, this was the one place he was fine with never stepping foot in) momentarily shoving aside all thoughts of stomping on stupid yellow flowers.

The locker’s surface is as smooth as anything that’s been handed down from one generation of rowdy teenagers to the next, which is to say it’s fine and not dented at all and Plagg you little shit.

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Link to the story so far if folks are interested 😏