Kitchen x Marinette = Kitchenette AU
I swear to God I can't believe you made me do this.

"Sugar, butter, sugar, butter, flour." She pressed the crust into the pan, almost in a gentle loving manner. White dusted her dark blue hair and powdered her nose.

"Marinette?" She hummed, unresponsive to the voice that was calling out to her. From a crystalline bowl, she pours strawberry shortening, spreading it around the crust.

"Marinette." She smiled down at the pretty little pie, picking it up into her hands gently, as if it was a newborn child. Of course, you don't put newborn children in the oven, so instead, she carried it as lovingly as she could a pie.

Marinette placed the pie in the oven and closed the oven door, turning on the lamp to watch the pie cook. That was until a hand came in the way and turned the light off.

"Marinette!"

"What?" She cried annoyingly.

"You haven't left the kitchen in days! You have to go to bed, school, other things!" Alya cried.

"But my kitchen.."

"You've been neglecting me." Adrien whimpered from behind Alya.

"Not to mention ditching school." Nino added.

"But the kitchen-!" Marinette cried.

"You've had enough of this goddamned kitchen!" Alya grabbed Marinette and started pulling her away, out of the kitchen. Alya practically had Marinette by her ankles, trying to pry her off the kitchen counter.

A/N: it's 2 am and this is all I have for you.