This choice: The plate of Macarons, hoping she wasn't hungry. • Go Back... Adrien looked between the fabric and the plate of macarons, and decided to run towards the sweets.
He hoped that Marinette, being his father's biggest fan, followed the same rule as him regarding her work, and that was finishing designing and not even eat. Also, he was afraid she would mistake him for a bug and crush him for staying on her precious fabric.
So yes, macarons were the safest choice. It also meant that he could eat a delicious boulder sized macaron, so that was something he looked forward to.
When he arrived on the plate, the first thing he did was giving a bite to the sweet, humming in delight.
"So good. I love the Dupain-Cheng's baking! " He said. He then saw a shadow cover the macarons. Adrien remained petrified by the sheer size of his friend. Her flower themed shirt covered his entire field of vision and if he looked up, he could only see her nostrils and the underside of her chin.
A deep sound started to surround him and he realized that Marinette was humming while working.
And then Marinette started to sew with her sewing machine. The loud noise was unbearable for Adrien and he tried to cover his ears.
In pain he also shut his eyes down and because of this, he didn't realize that he was starting to shrink again.
When he opened his eyes again, he found out that he was even more small. The macaron he climbed was now the size of a football stadium and the the hole of the bite he had was now large enough to fit half his body in it.
And then, the noise stopped. Adrien looked in fear at the now titanic Marinette. If she was large before, now he wasn't even able to see her face clearly because of how much larger she was. A loud rumble, akin to a thunder, roared in the distance, and Adrien realized that that was Marinette voice. He didn't understand a word, but he knew what was coming when a giant shadow descended upon him.
He could see every detail on her hand, even what should have been a microscopic scar on her index finger, probably caused by her first experience with sewing.
In other words, she was too big and Adrien couldn't help but stare at the huge hand easily picking the macaron he was standing in.
He fell on his back while Marinette brought her sweet to her face and he struggled to get up because of the speed of that.
Marinette stopped for a moment, Adrien didn't know why, but because of that, he could finally stand up.
In front of him, the gargantuan face of his cute classmate seemed to taunt him. He could now see her sky blue eyes, now with more intricacies than he could ever see at his normal size. He could see some of the small freckles he never saw on her face that now we're double his size. And he was directly staring at her lips, now the softest door to his doom.
He stared as Marinette stopped what she was doing and opened her mouth. He stared at the pool of saliva that formed a lake under her tongue. He could see the bumpy surface of the tongue because of its taste buds. He could the perfectly white teeth that could crush him without Marinette even realize what she was doing.
And then her breath hit him. It was warm, but he could smell the scent of some other baked goods. He fell to his knees when he realized that Plagg had kept his promise, he would enter a room that smelled good, too bad it would also be the last thing he would smell.
With those thoughts in mind, he looked straight to Marinette's mouth as she took the first bite of the cookie.
The macaron trembled as it started to crumble. Adrien found himself face to face to Marinette's upper lip.
She quickly chewed and another thunderous noise reached Adrien's ears. It wasn't difficult to understand that that was Marinette swallowing what she ate.
Adrien could see the lump going down her thoath. At that moment, he was struck with fear, knowing that he was next.
Marinette opened her mouth and Adrien watched in awe as Marinette brought him closer to her mouth.
When he saw her upper lip going behind him, Adrien understood that he was now inside her mouth.
Marinette's fingers dropped the remaining macaron in her mouth, and soon after, Adrien found himself in darkness, surrounded by the smell of sweets. | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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