Marinette hummed as she walked down Main Street, walking to the park and sitting on the swings and rocking back and forth until someone pushed her off. "Hey-" Marinette turned around to see Skye with a smirk on her face, her friends Ashlyn and Katie behind her. "Oh, I didn't know pigs could kick."

"I didn't know trash could talk." Marinette stood up, glaring at Skye who had her arms crossed.

"What're you doing here?"

"Uh, this is my town, not yours. Why don't you go find another place to ruin." Skye smiled as Marinette felt a tug on her pants. She was about to yell and scream but when she looked down she was met with Charlottes soft grey eyes and calmed down.

"Marinette! Marinette! Push me on the swings!" She pulled on her pants leg as Amelia ran up to them.

"Hey Char, why don't I-"

"No!" Charlotte yelled over Skye. "I want Marinette to do it! And you don't get to call me Char!"

"Is that right Arlotte?"

"Yes!" Charlotte smiled as Marinette helped her onto the swing. "Adriens working so he couldn't play with me, but you can right?"

"For a little bit sure," Marinette smiled, a smug smile on her lips as Skye growled and walked away. Amelia smiled softly as she walked up to them. "Hi Ms.Bonier."

"Please, Amelia," she smiled. "Adriens at fùtbal practice so we're going to be in town until he's done."

"I guess that's why Skye's here," Marinettes muttered as she looked down at Charlotte who was looking off to the school. "What do you see Arlotte?"

"I saw a squirrel!" She smiled and giggled, Marinette pushing her higher on the swing.

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Adrien walked out of the school and to the park, Skye sitting on a bench with her friends as Marinette sat at Mary-Go-Round with Charlotte, both playing patty cake while Marinette slowly pushed them with her foot. "Can you tell me another story about Paris?"

"Do you really believe she's from Paris Char?" Skye laughed as the small girl glared at her. "She's not. She's just a nobody."

"Why do you talk in third person so much?" Marinette laughed. "Let me guess, it builds the dignity you lost?"

Skye growled as Adrien lightly laughed, walking up to her and kissing her cheek. "Hey, don't get mad," she sighed and rolled her eyes, Adrien turning around and smiling at Charlotte. "Hey Char. Where's Mother?"

"She went to the bank! Mari's been watching me!" Charlotte smiled. "Can we get ice cream? You promised you would after practice!"

"Sure." Adrien chuckled as Charlotte squealed and squeezed his hand.

"Can Mari come?"

Marinette smiled down at Charlotte. "Sorry Arlotte but I gotta go help my parents in their bakery." Marinette crouched down to her.

"Can I come?"

"You little one," Marinette booped her nose. "Need to go get ice cream with your bother, I mean brother."

"But I also want a macaroon!" Charlotte whined and Marinette sighed.

"Well it's up to your brother. Bye Arlotte, Cat." Marinette walked away from them and down to Main Street and into the bakery, sitting behind the counter as her parents served people.

"Marinette, could you help us?" Sabine asked as Marinette whistled to her music, flipping through a magazine. Sabine looked at Tom who nodded and they both took her phone and magazine.

"Hey-"

"No, Marinette. You're helping us." Sabine handed her an apron and Marinette groaned as she tied it around her body, standing at the register as her parents left to bake in the back. Adrien, Skye and her friends soon walked in, Charlotte on Adriens shoulders.

"Mari!" Charlotte smiled. "Can I has a free macaroon."

Marinette sighed. "You can have one," she pulled one out of the display case, handing it to the small girl as Sabine peaked from the opening. "What else do you want?"

"Adrien I don't want anything here. It's probably filled with rat poisoning." Skye gripped his hand.

"Trust me, it's nothing like your personality," Charlotte giggled. "What do you want?" Marinette rested her palms on the counter in front of her.

Skye growled at her. "You, gone. You don't belong here."

Marinette giggled. "Clearly. Have you seen your shirt? What is that? Mustard?" Marinette laughed as Skye looked at the large yellow stain on her shirt.

"You better watch yourself." Ashlyn flinched her brown hair out of her eyes.

"It looks like you should watch yourself. What do you eat? Twenty chocolate bars a day? Must be more to weight as much as you."

"You're messing with the wrong people." Katie crossed her arms, Charlotte interested by the conflicted while Adrien was rolling his eyes at it.

"You wanna know the wrong people to mess with? Why don't you meet the thugs at my old school. They would kill all of you just for looking at the wrong." Marinette leaned her elbows on the counter, resting her head on her hands.