#adventures of sprinklebug and gummy chat

[cheryllcher]

A Merry Sprinkle Christmas

it’s christmas!! and of course i had to write something about a sprinkle-loving human :) presenting a lil very long fic of my sprinklebug au!! im overseas now so my laptop is miles away and i cant add the cut so ://

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“3...2...1... IT’S CHRISTMAS!”

Marinette squealed as the clocked that ticked away on the living room wall proudly displayed 12 o’ clock. There were sparkles in her eyes as she tried to decided which gift to open first while she scurried to the christmas tree from her place on the couch, making Tom and Sabine chuckle. It was always a Dupain-Cheng tradition to open a gift at midnight every christmas, and this year was no exception.

Their home had sprigs of mistletoe sprinkled (yes this is intentional :> ) around with the scent of fresh hot chocolate filling the air. Stocking hung along the pretend fireplace aka the window, custom made by one (1) aspiring fashion designer of course. The kitchen was filled with food, drinks and ingredients for the upcoming christmas party happening in less than 18 hours. (Marinette was shamelessly counting down.) The tree was the centre of attention though, bringing twinkles into the house- courtesy of the fairy lights wrapped around it. Ornaments, each unique with a story behind them, was carefully placed on some of the branches of the tree, the collection constantly growing. There was no star though, as they don’t see the need for one. Tom joked that Marinette was their star what with all the commissions she’d received from Jagged Stone and Clara Nightingale. (“Dad, no! I’m not a star!”) Marinette once tried to add sprinkles to it but they all just fell to the floor which formed a pile of sprinkles around the base of the tree that made her sad.

Marinette was a whole new level of Christmas. She was decked out in her oversized self-knitted sweater with hand-sewn sprinkles decorating it and a cat pun right in the middle. (Gummy Chat would be proud of the cat pun part) Her christmas hat was lined with fake fluffy fur and a big, fluffier pom pom at the tip, decorated with-surprise!- even more hand-sewn sprinkles. Warm fuzzy socks were on her feet, in christmas’ colours, made to look like elf shoes with again, sprinkles made of thread. Almost covered by her hat were mistletoe sprigs pinned to the hair ties that held her hair in pigtails, a huge contrast against her black hair. Tiny bells jingled away on her wrists and ankles, making sounds wherever the sprinkle-obsessed girl went.

“Hang on Marinette. We have some new ornaments to add to the tree this year,” Sabine called out to her daughter, effectively halting the jingly movements. Another tradition in the Dupain-Cheng household, putting up new ornaments if they have any new ones to introduce to their myriad of not-so-new ones. The petite woman pulled out a blob from a box on the table. How did I miss that? Marinette thought as she finally caught sight of the red cardboard cube.

“This,” she gestured to the animal shaped piece, “is to commemorate Paris’ heroes for all they’ve done for us. Sprinklebug and Gummy Chat may not know this but I think they deserve to be celebrated with our other memories on the tree considering their contributions and everything that happened this year with the akumas.” She then put it up on an empty spot on the tree. It was a black cat with a ladybug on its nose. Marinette tried to keep her tears hidden, surprised and touched at the same time. At least one of them knows, Mum.

“There’s a second one, but it’s one of your presents and it can wait till tomorrow if you choose to open another present first.”

Any thoughts of which present to pick went out the girl’s mind, scrambling to figure out which box it is in. Tom laughed at his daughter with fondness before locating it for her, booming with much more laughter as a mass of sprinkles launched for it. 5 seconds of paper tearing and a lid thrown aside later...

*Gasp* “SPRINKLES! A sprinkle shaker! I’ve looked forever for one of these and you’ve finally found one! THANKS MUM AND DAD!”

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Operation: Prepare for Christmas Party was almost complete by the 1 hour left mark, so Sabine told Marinette to go and prepare all her gifts and get ready for the party using the remaining time. (She knows how serious that human takes these tasks.) Marinette already triple checked everything the day before and planned her outfit, so all she was left with was hair and makeup which only takes 15 minutes. This means that she was able to sneak out the skylight as her super-secret-alter-ego to meet up with her partner as scheduled. Tikki was interrupted from admiring her present from Marinette, a mini sprinkle-themed dress, but she didn’t mind. Gift in hand, Sprinklebug soared across her city before finding the cat themed hero lounging around on the Eiffel Tower, whistling a christmas tune. He opened an eye at the sound of her landing, a grin taking over his features.

“Merry christmas, sprinkle-boo!” Chat said as a greeting, Sprinklebug returning it in a sing-song voice and a hug. The feline boy kept his eyes on the item his lady brought with her, curiosity definitely triggered. This made Sprinklebug giggle and give in to his silent request, taking hers from the centre of the roof when her friend’s tail pointed in that direction. They opened their presents together, too eager to wait another moment of say another word.

“Omg it’s sprinkles shakers with fancy sprinkles! I’ve been meaning to paint on some for fun and this is perfect! But... isn’t this an expensive brand? Chat-“

“Nuh-uh, no can do madame. I insist and you can’t say no. Also you gave me like 3 different things I should’ve gotten you more!”

They went back and forth for a bit before they burst into giggles, ending whatever “argument” they had. Chat then asked about the ornament that she had given him.

“Ornaments are sort of my family tradition, so i thought I’d make you one. Cat’s and gummy worms and a small pun too. It’s one of a kind.”

Tears swarmed in Chat’s eyes, threatening to fall. He needs to hurry home soon so that he can cry and swoon in pure bliss. He picked up golden thread when pushing away his hat so that he won’t accidentally get it wet. Inspecting it, his saw the name of his princess. Sprinklebug cursed herself mentally for not setting aside of her habit of signing articles of fashion with golden thread.

“Oh, that. I couldn’t knit myself so I commissioned Marinette to create this hat. I’m sure you’re familiar? But please don’t go asking her who I am as I did it via super suit. And before I forget, inside the bag with gummy worms is plagg’s cheese and tiny hat. Wish him merry christmas for me please.” My, what a mouthful you idiot!

“Ah, okay. Please do that same for me with Tikki. And thanks for reminding me, give her one of the shakers. It’s indicated with a little tag.”

They did a little more talking, ultimately bringing the topic back to how Sprinklebug gave Gummy Chat way more things which were also cooler and that he should have gotten more to balance it out.

“It’s really alright, minou. Seeing you smile and enjoying your present is way bigger than all the presents I gave you combined.” A warm smile was directed at Chat.

“Awwww is m’lady finally falling for my smile?” He was being a jokester and he knew it.

“You wish.”

They then parted ways at half past 5, Sprinklebug to prepare for a party and Gummy Chat to soon head over to said party. Not that either of them knew.

Sidenote: Adrien did cry and swoon in bliss for about 20 minutes once home though. Plagg just munched on the edible part of his present and asking him to stop producing “eye-pee” and check for everything before heading to pigtails’ party already.

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so there it is! i wanted to write about the christmas party but it’s kinda long so maybe a part 2?? but i also kinda wanna just leave it as a oneshot. hmm decisions decisions... but i hope you liked this thing that i wrote and merry christmas!!

[cheryllcher]

corn, mazes, and- umm... was that supposed to happen??

omygoooood im so very late for halloween. but hey, better late than never right?? hehe im totally right :> this is yet another adventure of sprinklebug and gummy chat so prepare for sprinkles!! hehe

reposting cuz idk it was super weird for me.

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Corn mazes were fun. You find your way around tall rows of corn to the other end with your friends after some trick or treating. Sometimes there’s a scavenger hunt with the biggest stack of candies as the reward, or mini games and puzzles to solve, all while meeting dead end and spooky monsters who try to steal your candy. Paris had one set up every year, and this time was no exception.

It had the same spooky craziness that all corn mazes had for halloween; the mayor went all out this year especially. This halloween, however, the heroes had been invited to partake in the scaring of maze navigators. And they wholeheartedly accepted because, what is halloween with the same old boring scares with nothing interesting like their favourite heroes attempt to steal your sweets? They wanna have fun anyway.

Hawkmoth seemed to have agreed, as there was no akuma floating around that night. Yet. A hero must still be on the lookout. Villians never give then a break, even if it is for halloween.

Gummy Chat was there first, dressed as Tuxedo Mask, or the cat version anyway. He had the super suit on, so all he could do was wear a cape, a top hat with holes for his cat ears, and a white mask over his black one. His eyes still remained green and cat-like as ever, not like he could do anything about it. He did try to add a bowtie, but the bell was there, which made it pointless. He was fond of that bell though, and figred it would make his outfit more original.

The hero was pacing by the entrance of the maze when he saw Sprinklebug arriving. Sprinklebug, who was currently wearing a big sprinkle shaker as her costume. Like no seriously, she just had on a giant bottle that said “RADIOACTIVE SPRINKLES”. She also covered her hair in sprinkles, the pastel specks in stark contrast to her black hair.

“Uhhh… Sprinklebug? Did you run out of ideas?”

“Hey kitty. And no, I didn’t run out of ideas. I’m SPRINKLES!” She wiggled in delight, sprinkles falling out of the sprinkle shakers that were in her hands which Chat didn’t notice either. She then got a good look and Chat’s costume and then asked, “Who are you wearing right now though?”

“Did you forget? I told you just last week that I was coming as Tuxedo Mask! Or should I say… Catxedo Mask? Get it? Cuz I’m a cat?”

One blink, two, three. And then…

“Catxedo? Really? That makes no sense and shows how much of a weeb you are!”

“Hey! I took forever to come up with that!”

“Uh-huh. Sure.”

The banter went on until the person-in-charge of the maze spotted them. (hehe pun totoally not intended) He– well they think he was the guy from the ice rink– went over the rules and how they go about managing the maze, as well as safety precautions. And then they were left to roam the maze to plan out their positions and stuff before the first maze navigators arrived. They then decided they will pop up at random places to increase the scare factor.

Time to have some fun.

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Sprinklebug and Gummy Chat were having the time of their lives. They’ve managed to catch many off guard, the kids loving it and begging for a picture taken with Paris’ beloved heroes. Previous akuma victims came to give their thanks yet again, returned with “We’re just doing our job to keep Paris safe.” Sprinklebug squealed over the little ones who dressed as her, gushing over the sprinkles on their cute little heads.

They tried to solve the riddles they found. Sprinklebug thinks Chat’s answers are ridiculous, but when he gets them right she claims to have known all along. They still made no sense though. Got to know the nice popcorn lady, who gave them a genorous amount of cinnamon sugar popcorn as thanks for their protection everyday.

Even their classmates came to the maze, Alya practically begging for an interview. The others just stare in awe. (Woah duuuuuude! Marinette and Adrien are missing out on so much!) No one noticed the super duo momentarily tensing, and their nervous chuckles are taken to be just humble embarassment.

Everyone was happy, no dark evil butterflies are fluttering, and everything was good.

That was until some popcorn came raining down on everyone. Accompanied with screams that just harmonised with the maniacal laughter of a figure floating in the sky. Ah, sprinkles, and here they thought Hawkmoth loved halloween enough to leave it alone.

“Sprinklebug, Gummy Noir, where are you? Hand over your miraculous NOW!”

It brings them relief that they need not hide to transform. Chat can finally live out his dreams of doing the cape thing and being all cool with his top hat. Sprinklebug was worried about her sprinkle costume getting ruined and it’s hard to fight in it, so she’s gotta find another way.

Chat went ahead first. “The name’s Gummy Chat, but since Gummy Noir has a nice ring to it I juuuuust might consider forgiving you for that.” His cape billowing in the wind while he stood tall with his staff held out in front of him, touching the ground and in both hands.

He only got popcorn thrown in his face as a reply.

The villian, Popcorn Lady as she called herself, didn’t seem to be doing anything much other than talking about how her popcorn is the best, so Sprinklebug simply wrapped her yoyo string around the popcorn tart, that was popping popcorn kernels like mad when Popcorn Lady threw them in. She tugged it into the nearby corn, giving the machine a whole ton if corn to pop. Not that she noticed.

Then a quick snap of the popcorn scooper (it was obvious where the akuma was) while Chat was carrying out distracting duty and the akuma was purified. No lucky charm or cataclysm needed! Gee, Hawkmoth must have been lazy or out of creativity juice today. That was the lamest akuma yet! the sprinkled heroine thought. The purple fog disappeared to reveal the popcorn lady from earlier right as the popcorn machine burst open in an extemely humongous explosion of popcorn.

Everyone popped their head out of the mountain of popcorn. They were super confused about what just occured. Kim was apparently swimming around in it, not caring in the slightest.

“Oh, deary me, I’m sorry! I was pretty upset about someone insulting my popcorn.”

“It’s okay, Mrs. Blaise. We can’t help but feel upset when an insult gets thrown our way sometimes,” Sprinklebug reassured her with a smile, tone slowly becoming cheery. “But lile I always say we should just have some sprinkles and move on! Also is this supposed to happen?” She gestured to the popcorn around them with her head. Chat shrugged to the best of his ability.

“Huh. I’m not sure if Miraculous Sprinklebug is gonna work on this big mess here since I don’t have a lucky charm, but before that… you know what this needs?”

“Oh no… Here we go again…” came the muffled groan of Gummy Chat.

“SPRINKLES! Radioactive sprinkles everywhere to brainwash everyone and make them my minions!” She then proceeded to throw her sprinkles around the pile of popcorn they were stuck in, her best evil laugh filling the air as she tried to look as evil as possible. But if you ask anyone, she just looks more adorable then anything.

Best. Halloween. Ever. Even if the akuma was one of the worst Hawkmoth has come up with. (Chat still says Mr. Pigeon was the worst.)