Save Me From Myself

Marinette didn't go to school the next day, or the next, or for the rest of that week. Alya and her mom would come by everyday and make sure she took her medicine and eat something. They always asked for her to come stay with them until her parents got back from China but she refused.

She was working the bakery today and sighed out of boredom since a customer hasn't come in for twenty minutes. She was playing a game on her phone when she heard the bell to the door ring and a customer came in. She could hear faint meows and shot her head up. Snow came in with a box of kittens.

"Um hey, Marinette." Snow smiled nervously.

"Uh hi. What you got there?" Marinette asked coming around the counter.

"Well, I found a box of kittens in the alley near my apartment building and I wanted to see if you wanted one." She smiled.

Marinette looked into the box with kittens in it. Each one was uniquely different. One looked at her right in the eyes and her heart melted. It was a beautiful black kitten with green eyes. The little kitten broke eye contact with the blunette and nudged a white kitten with blue eyes.

"Thank you but I don't think I can. My parents never let me have a pet before." Marinette said sadly.

"It's okay. I understand. Can I get a croissant?" She asked. Marinette nodded still looking at the kittens.

"Y-you know what? I can ask Alya to call the class and see if they want one. I can give you a table to use to set up outside the bakery." Marinette offered.

"That's a great idea. Thank!" Snow thanked. Marinette pulled out her phone and went to Alya's contact. She hesitated not sure if she should text her.

"C-could you text her for me while I get your order?" Marinette asked nervously. Snow gave her a sympathetic look.

"Sure." Snow texted Alya for her while Marinette got her croissant. Alya showed up ten minutes later out of breath.

"Kittens....where?!" She panted. Snow lifted up the box and Alya darted to her. She looked into the box filled with kittens with bright eyes.

"Oooh! Can I have this one?" Alya asked picking up a little orange kitten with a few black-brown stripes. Snow nodded and Alya squealed holding the kitten to her chest.

"I'm going to name her....Blog!" Alya said lifting the kitten to her nose and nuzzled its nose.

"Marinette are you getting one?" Alya asked. Marinette stared at her feet and shook her head no. Alya sighed at the lack of conversation her friend refused to have.

"I'm going to go set up a table outside for you, Snow." Alya said placing the kitten in her purse. Blog looked up at Alya from the purse and laid down.

"Thank you." Snow replied. She leaned against the counter eating her croissant.

"Marinette, technically you can talk to me. We're not really officially friends." Snow said tossing her napkin in the trash can like a basketball. Marinette looked at her confused.

"I heard what Chloe said the other day." Snow said with a sad smile.

"Please don't tell anyone." Marinette pleaded.

"I won't. All I said was you can talk to me." She said.

"You know, there's a saying in Scotland that I lived by." Snow said.

"What is it?"

"True bravery comes from the heart of the kindest warrior. And as far as I've seen, you're more kind than Rose. And it may not feel like your brave right now but you truly are." Snow said, a slight Scottish accent in her tone from being around Scotland for so long, plus the years she was trapped.