It started as a normal day like usual until J.R. came running into the room.

"Y/n I'm sending you to France!" J.R. threw a file at her and she caught it spinning around in her chair.

"Sweet a murder mystery," she grinned opening the file.

"Yup!!! Somebody needs to go with you though, any volunten-"

"I'll go!" Andre screamed, "I mean like I'll like go. I've always wanted to go to France. Like Bojour and yeah," he awkwardly looked around. Everyone else had a smug look on their face.

"Okay then. You guys will have three days to solve it however if you solve it in two you can have the third day off," J.R. smiled as the two nodded.

"Y/NNNNN WAIT UP!!!!" Andre yelled running to keep up with her as she barreled through the airport.

"I can't help it though!!! I'm too excited!!!" Y/n ran towards their terminal suddenly coming to a stop. "Wanna go get Dunkin," Y/n looked around "or auntie Anne's... Or both!" Y/n turned to him and he shrugged.

"Whatever you want."

"Let's hit both!" Y/n yelled running off. About a half hour later they sat next to each other in the terminal waiting for their flight.

"So Y/N have you ever been to France before?" Andre turned to her.

"Nah, I know the language though! Thankfully we are going to a place with a lot of English speakers but if we need french I'll know it. We should totally go to Paris if we get that extra day off," Y/N's eyes twinkled. "The city of love," Y/n sat back in her chair and he nervously laughed. "Wanna watch Muppets Most Wanted on the plane ride??"

"Of course!!!!"

After boarding the plane they both found their seats and sat down. Andre had noticed how Y/n had gone quite some time without speaking and he turned to her. "Are you okay N/n?"

"Yeah I'm perfectly fine," she stared ahead.

"Hey Y/n there's a giraffe," he spoke.

"Wait really?!?!?" She snapped her head to the side and he noticed her puffy eyes.

"Uhhh-"

"I'm scared of planes," she nervously smiled.

"Really?!? but you seemed fine when we flew to the 80s?!?"

"I trusted Reagan with not crashing the plane..."

After making it to the hotel room they quickly checked in, threw their things in the room, and hurried to the crime scene. As Y/n had met the door she turned around stopping Andre. "Okay, I have a few things to say before we go in. First of all, always be aware. Everyone in that house right now is a suspect. Even I could be a suspect."

"But you're not," Andre looked confused.

"I just need you to think with that mindset. Also, I need you to stay close to me at all times. Don't wander off unless you have a death wish," Y/n gave him a look and he nodded in understanding. "Okay, it is showtime!" Y/n opened the door and walked in, Andre following behind.

"Ah, you must be Detective L/n! I've heard so much about you! We are so honored to have you on the case!" The chief walked up to shake her hand.

"Yup! You can call me Y/n though! No need to be all formal! This right here is Dr. Lee he will be assisting me," Y/n smiled as she noticed the chief's gaze on Andre. "Now may I see the body," Y/n smiled and the Chief jumped.

"Yes of course right this way!" He waved her over to what seemed to be the master bedroom. "Right in there," he pointed to the bathroom and she and Andre headed in. In the bathtub sat the decaying body of poor Mr. Garnier. He had a scratch above his left eye. Y/n pulled out a pair of gloves and slowly pulled his head up a bit, revealing a dent on the back of his head. It appeared to have been smashed against the faucet.

"Is that how he died?" Andre asked.

"No I don't believe so, look at his neck. It looks like he was strangled. He definitely struggled... I think the faucet was a mistake." Y/n lifted the man's arm examining it. "He's missing his watch. There is still an indent on his arm from his watch. That means somebody must have taken it off of him recently, I would say 2 hours ago," Y/n frowned.

"Why would he wear a watch in the bath?"

"I don't think he died in the bath at all..." Y/n frowned leaving the bathroom and waving for Andre to follow. Walking into the living room Y/n looked around to see a glass table shattered on the ground. A couch has flipped the rug onto the floor and Y/n bent down to look at what was underneath it. Lifting the couch a few inches off the floor she spotted a purple stain underneath it. Dried blood. After getting up and walking to the kitchen she spotted a letter. Picking it up she looked through it and noted that Mr. Garnier was invited to a ball that would occur the next night. After noticing everyone was still in the other room she turned to Andre. "Mr. Garnier was killed over there," she pointed towards the couch. "My guess is that Mr. Garnier was minding his own business reading that book, that's sitting in the flower pot," Y/n pointed to a flowerpot that was doing a bad job of hiding the book. "I believe he had a guest over and they attempted to overthrow him and he fought back. Considering the placement of the table I would assume Mr. Garnier, in an attempt to protect his life, knocked the culprit into the glass table. He was quite strong so I wouldn't doubt that. I think when the culprit landed and shattered the table they used a shard to slice above Mr. Garnier's eye throwing him off guard. That leads me to believe that the culprit knocked out Mr. Garnier with the table leg and proceeded to drown him in his bathroom as a coverup."

"Then what about the faucet?"

"I'm pretty sure the victim just threw him in the bath considering the position of his body right now. I don't think they noticed his head hit the faucet..." Y/n trailed off, "Let's go talk to some people." Y/n walked over to the chief and asked who the others in the building were.

"Well that older lady is his mother, and the girl and boy are his younger twin siblings. Then there is a friend," The chief replied.

"Kewl," Y/n walked over to his mother, "Hello, Mrs. Garnier right? I'm awfully sorry to hear about your son," Y/n frowned.

"Thank you, dear. I am so glad you're here for this case. Our detective department here isn't the greatest," she sent a glare to the chief.

"I promise I'll bring your son's death justice if it's the last thing I do," Y/n smiled as she felt the sibling's gazes on her, though they were both in two different ways. The boy seemed annoyed while the girl seemed intrigued. Y/n didn't have much to say to them at the moment so she went to go inspect more of the crime scene. She was looking over the kitchen again when her phone started to ring. Having left her phone on the table she asked Andre if he could pick it up.

"Why's Brett calling you?"

"Hmmm. Oh, he's watching Gir. It may be about that," Y/n shrugged as Andre picked up the phone.

"Hey Brett," Andre spoke.

"Andre! Uh, you and Y/n hang out a lot what does Gir like to do for like fun??" Brett asked.

"I don't know walk? Watch movies? He's weird," Andre said earning a look from Y/n.

"Okay, thanks byeeeee!" Brett hung up and Andre tossed the phone back on the counter.

"He likes to play archery in his free time, actually," Y/n scoffed.

"What?!?!"

"Nahhh I'm just joshing," she laughed walking away to interrogate the others.

After talking with the others on the scene everyone decided to go their own ways. After everyone left Y/n quickly stopped Andre and turned back around. "We need to go back real quick, I need to check something."

"Why didn't you check it before we left?"

"The chief wouldn't have let me," Y/n continued walking back towards the house and cautiously entering. She stepped inside and headed to his nightstand, "I wanted to look in here because I was thinking maybe-" Y/n froze after hearing a door creak and snapped her head towards the closet. Quickly pushing Andre into the two huddled in the closet. She leaned against Andre as she attempted to hold her breath. Andre gently held onto her shoulders whispering in her ear.

"Who do you think it is?" he asked in a tone that sent shivers down her spine for some odd reason.

"The culprit."

"Then why don't we like to confront them?"

"We're defenseless right now and we don't know exactly who they are. It would be stupid," Y/n responded. They heard the footsteps get closer and they both shut up. They heard a toilet flush and more shuffling until a door slammed a few minutes later. "Stay here," Y/n reached towards the door.

"No! What if they are still out there?!?" Andre knocked her hand away.

"Then I die, dude chillax. I'm quite charming, if they are still there I could weasel my way out," Y/n quickly slipped out of the closet despite his objections. After quickly scanning the house she went back to get him, "I need to show you something." He had followed her to the kitchen and they stood looking down at the counter. "I'm not crazy, right? The invite was right here earlier."

"Yeah! The ball one!"

"Okay, so the culprits going to the ball! Looks like me and you need to go shopping," Y/n pulled out her phone dialing J.R. "Hey J.R. I need you to get Andre and I tickets to the grand decade's ball tomorrow night. The Culprit is going to be there as well as you know who," Y/n spoke into the phone.

"Ah perfect, I'll send the tickets your way tonight," J.R. spoke and after thanking him Y/n hung up.

"What did you mean when you said, You know who?"

"I forgot to tell you we were assigned a side mission. There's a french douche after J.R. and we need to kill him lol," Y/n sighed turning around and walking into the table causing a glass to fall and shatter. Just as that happened the front door opened and Y/n heard the voice of the chief.

"Hey who's there?!?!?" The chief yelled and Y/n grabbed Andre's hand running out the back door the two jumped the fence and kept running down the street to her car. They eventually made it, out of breath, but they made it. Y/n started to drive away and Andre turned to her.

"Where are we going?" He asked.

"To get outfits?" Y/n looked confused.

"Where in the world are we gonna find decade's outfits?" Andre raised an eyebrow.

"There," Y/n turned the corner and a decades ball clothing store came to view.

"Why the hell does that exist?!?"

"The french are fancy with it," Y/n pulled into the spot and threw him a credit card. "Buy whatever. Don't buy a stupid outfit or I'll kill you."

"What year are we doing?"

"I was thinking 1920s," Y/n shrugged and he nodded.

Eventually, she had red sequins dress. It came with fingerless gloves, a headpiece, and huge earrings. Y/n practically gawked at it. She had always loved the fashion sense of earlier decades.

Literally majestic. I'm sorry I will never ever provide a photo again I just thought this dress was really pretty and sorry if you guys don't like it. If that is the case literally imagine something else, please.

Y/n bought the dress and went back out to her car. She sat down and waited for around 10 minutes until Andre hopped in.

"Took you long enough," Y/n scoffed and he rolled his eyes. "Let's go crash at the hotel for a bit," Y/n drove them back to the hotel and they raced each other to the room. Y/n used the steps and Andre used the elevator. She reached the stop just as the elevator had opened he pushed her to the side and took off. "Hey!" She yelled and was about to catch him when they stumbled into the room. The two stopped in their tracks looking around the room. "Was that like that before?" Y/n pointed to the one bed in the room.

"Hmm, I don't know?"

"Guess we're sharing again," Y/n flopped on the bed. "This is such an overused trope," Y/n groaned sitting up. "You know tomorrows gonna be fun!" Y/n smiled.

"How so? We just gonna be doing work?!"

"Sure but it's dangerous work. Plus we're going to one of the biggest balls of the year! At Cognito, we're basically just the side characters. We'll get a chance to have our like own time to shine," Y/n shrugged and he nodded sitting on the bed next to her.

"We should get in character tomorrow and act like a 1920s couple, that would be funny," Y/n laughed.

"I'm down."

"Let's make it a competition! The longest to stay in character wins!" Y/n grinned and he nodded.

"We need fake names!" Andre gasped.

"Melvin!"

"Nahhh..."

"What about Lyle? Oh, Lyle how you lie makes my heart skip a beat," Y/n dramatically fell back onto the bed.

"You should be Virginia," He joked.

"Nah that sounds too close to vagina," Y/n shook her head.

"Valentina, because you stole my heart," he also fell back dramatically facing her.

"Okay, so where did Lyle and Valentina meet?" Y/n grinned.

"Well it was some time ago... Lyle had just gotten off of work and was at the train station..."

"And Valentina was visiting her lover, however, she had in fact lost all feelings for him," Y/n shook her head sadly.

"They ended up being seated together on the train, little did they know they had more in common than they had thought."

"Lyle had pulled out his massive... Phone and started to watch... a show. After a bit, Valentina peered over his shoulder and gasped asking if that was Walter White on his phone."

"He nodded and the two watched breaking bad the whole ride."

"Then they started hooking up and bang couple," Y/n nodded in approval. "We could seriously be authors," Y/n laughed and Andre agreed.

"With your creativeness and my knowledge on certain subjects, we could be the next Colleen Hoover," Andre smirked and Y/n rolled her eyes.

"Hey, I was thinking-" Y/n started but was cut off by her phone ringing.

"Hey, Y/n! It's Brett!!!" Brett spoke on the phone.

"Hey Brett," she replied.

"So I just wanted to ask... We didn't lose Gir but if by chance we like ever did where would he go??"

"You guys are fucking unbelievable," Y/n hung up the phone and sighed. "How is my dog literally smarter than all of them."

"Aren't you worried about Gir?"

"Eh... He's smart. Also, Mycs should be able to find him with his dumb powers," Y/n sighed.

It was the next night when Andre and Y/n entered the ball. Before fully entering Y/n turned to Andre, "You ready Lyle?"

"Of course Valentina," he winked and wrapped an arm around her waist. "I just have to say you look absolutely stunning tonight."

"You're making me blush. Let's go handsome," Y/n pulled him into the grand ballroom. As they walked in they looked around the room. Everyone had on 20's-80's ball outfits on. The outfits were all on point, but she didn't expect any less. Y/n nodded towards the bar. "There's the man we have to kill and...." Y/n groaned and Andre looked confused.

"What's wrong??"

"The victim's whole stupid family is here," Y/n sighed, "This is gonna be pretty hard... I say we go for the old geezer first, you have the drugs?"

"Of course m'lady," He opened his blazer a bit so she could see.

"Okay Adrien wannabe," Y/n rolled her eyes.

"Hey, that term is not only from that show!" Andre frowned and Y/n laughed sitting next to the man at the counter. His name was Julian Pierce and he was a 70-year-old businessman. He was currently after J.R. so Y/n was assigned to kill him. Andre sat down next to her waving over the bartender. He got himself a drink while he ordered her a soda.

"Well hello there pretty lady," Julian turned to face Y/n and she smiled, "I haven't seen you around here before."

"I don't visit France all that often, It's quite a beautiful place though," she responded as the bartender placed her drink in front of her.

"You here all alone?" Julian grinned and Andre threw an arm over her shoulder.

"The lady's with me," Andre smiled as Julian frowned.

"What a cute... pair..." Julian hesitantly spoke.

"Isn't he such a darling?" Y/n laughed and Julian nodded reluctantly.

"So what bring you two here?"

"A business trip."

"Ah, I see... You know I'm a businessman..." Julian bragged.

"Really?! Interesting," Y/n smiled and he grinned placing a hand on her knee causing Andre to glare at the man. Y/n awkwardly brushed it off and faced the other way to look at Andre. She raised her eyebrows and he nodded. Turning back to Julian she kept his gaze on her as Andre slowly placed the deadly drug in her lap. They waited a few seconds before Andre stood up.

"Valentina! This is my favorite song! You have to join me for a dance!" Andre jumped up and she nodded excitedly.

"Of course my love! Give me a second," she turned to Julian, "Maybe I'll see you around later."

"You know I know you're not familiar with French culture, but a hug is a proper goodbye!"

"Oh okay then!" Y/n quickly opened the bag placing the drug in her hand. Leaning over to hug him she quickly looked around making sure nobody was around when he squeezed her ass. In shock, she fell forward a bit and the drug fell out of her hand into the drink. She backed away and smiled, "Until we meet again," she smiled walking with Andre.

"That man was such a bastard! No way he did that!" Andre glared and looked at him confused.

"You gotta love touchy old men," she sighed looking back to see Julian still looking at them angrily sipping his drink. Y/n held out her hand and Andre looked at it confused.

"The dance was just an excuse."

"Yeah but Julian's watching us and I feel like if we don't dance he'll be up our asses," Y/n threw her arms around his neck and he held onto her waist. "We'll just do this for like a minute and move on."

"Okay dokie," he nervously laughed.

"Do I make you nervous," she raised her eyebrows and he avoided eye contact. "I guess somebody's sober."

"You told me not to drink tonight!"

"Well just for the mission, but after everyone's taken care of you can do whatever you want."

"You're cute," she giggled and his face turned red.

"Don't say that," he looked away embarrassed.

"Sorry? You're ugly?"

"Hey!"

"Hey man, you told me not to call you cute!" Y/n rolled her eyes and out of the corner of her eye, she could see Mr. Garnier's sister sneaking around. The brother seemed to be sneaking off the other way. Y/n suddenly broke away from Andre and quickly scouted out the whole room. "Andre go after the brother, I'll go confront the sister. Be safe, Please," Y/n quickly hugged him and ran off. The sister had slipped away into a room and Y/n entered behind her.

"Tch so you found us out huh..." The girl turned around grinning.

"Well I had my suspicions, I really couldn't confirm though... However you just did that for me," Y/n smiled.

"Shit you didn't figure it out yet," The girl's face dropped.

"No, I did. I just didn't have the evidence to do anything," Y/n shrugged and the girl threw a punch which Y/n caught. Y/n lifted the girl's fist looking at it. "You're gonna have to fight harder than that darlin... Also, I suggest taking your thumb outside of your fist, you're gonna break it!"

"Don't tell me what to do!" The girl yelled pulling away from Y/n. "And don't call me Darlin!"

"Well sorry but I don't know your name, and I wasn't gonna call you girl."

"My name is Lillian!" she yelled and Y/n snorted.

"Please tell me your brother's name is Phil!" Y/n grinned.

"It is!"

"Okay, Phil and Lil from Rugrats dupe!" Y/n laughed and Lil screamed running at her and Y/n dodged. "Hey, we should get some music going to make this more climatic!"

"Not a chance!"

"Yeesh, you're no fun... I'll just sing then... Let's groove tonight~"

"Shut up!" Lil took off her heel and threw it at Y/n. Y/n dodged to the left but the heel drug across her cheek making a mark.

"Lil please this isn't like you!" Y/n whined.

"You don't even know me!!!"

"I know it was your own mother that made you and Phil kill your bro bro!"

"How did you know that?!!?" Lil gasped and Y/n paused placing her hands on her hips and taking a breath.

"Because ismart," she grinned and Lil screamed jumping forward tackling Y/n to the ground. She pinned Y/n onto the ground and grabbed her throat starting to strangle her. Y/n struggled for a bit until Lil let go.

"God dammit why are you so hot!!" Lil screamed and Y/n spit out air.

"HUH?!?! Are you guys seeing this???" She looked around the empty room.

"Come on you can't tell me you're not attracted to this right now!" Lil sat up and Y/n laughed in her face.

"You're literally trying to kill me-"

"So we are totally compatible! Like Batman and Joker!"

"Those two actually have chemistry though, we met yesterday," Y/n sighed pushing Lil off of her stomach and pinning Lil down instead. "Plus I think... I sorta have my eye on somebody... maybe," Y/n sighed knocking Lil out, standing up. After brushing off her dress she walked over to bookshelves and picked up a conveniently placed piece of string. She tied Lil's hands together and sat her in a chair in the room. Y/n then took out her phone dialing the police letting them know she'd caught the victims. It then suddenly hit her that Andre was still with Phil. Quickly exiting the room she ran down the hall and as she was about to enter a random room Andre came running out.

"Y/n!!! I solved it!! I noticed Phil was wearing Mr. Garnier's watch!!! He killed his own Brother!!!" Andre spoke proudly of himself.

"Actually it was a joint murder. Mrs. Garnier set it up, she had Phil kill her son while Lil helped with the crime scene and the plan."

"Hey, I still figured out some of it!" Andre held up his hand and they both high-fived. A few minutes had gone by and the police arrived collecting both Phil and Lil. They arrested Mrs. Garnier as well. As they took her away she cursed Andre and Y/n out and threatened to find them, Y/n just smiled in response.

"I love being threatened. My favorite part of the job," Y/n sighed and Andre laughed. "Wanna finish our dance?"

"Of course!" The two made their way make to the dance floor. "Is your face okay?" Andre lightly held onto her face as they danced.

"It's seen better days, It doesn't hurt too bad though," she smiled, and then her eyes widened. "Oh my god we forgot about-" Y/n was interrupted by a blood-curdling scream. The two turned their attention to the bar that Julian had just collapsed onto. He was foaming out of his mouth and blood covered his face. She was pretty sure one of his eyes had rolled out too. "You really went all out with that huh?"

"I may have added a few extra things while you two were talking," Andre shrugged, "I didn't like how he was talking to you..." Andre looked at the ground.

"Awww thanks for worrying about me," Y/n smiled hugging Andre. He hugged back as they swayed a bit. Suddenly the ballroom doors swung open and everyone gasped.

"I hope you die bitch!" Mrs. Garnier screamed pointing a gun at Y/n. Andre pushed Y/n to the ground and the bullet just missed the two.

"Thanks, Andre," she whispered as she kissed his cheek standing up and glaring. "I hate you! Oh my god! I was just trying to have a nice night with my date but OF COURSE, you have to ruin it! You chienne!" She slowly stomped towards the lady cursing her out in French as the lady shot at her again. Y/n quickly grabbed a tray from one of the caters and all the drinks fell off. The bullet hit the tray and fell to the ground as Y/n held it in front of her face.

"You got me arrested!"

"You killed your son!" Y/n threw the tray at the lady and the gun fell out of her hands. It slid to Y/n's foot and she stepped on it before picking it up. Aiming it at the lady she grew closer until the chief ran in.

"Sorry, she slipped away!" The chief frantically handcuffed the lady and Y/n's jaw dropped.

"How are you so bad at your job that you let an old geezer slip away?? Way to ruin the mood, Andre lets go!" Y/n yelled and he quickly walked over. She grabbed his hand and stormed out of the building. "Wanna go to a bar or something?"

"Of course!" he grinned and they set off.

They got to the nearest bar and sat down. Looking at each other they paused before laughing.

"Oh my god-" Y/n gasped.

"You two are all dolled up," A bartender came over and Y/n and Andre awkwardly smiled.

"We were at a party," Andre replied quickly.

"I figured... what can I get for you two?" The bartender asked and Andre order a random drink.

"I'll have one of those alcohol slushies or whatever they're called," Y/n laughed her face on the table and the bartender laughed.

"Sure thing," he walked away and Andre turned to her.

"I thought you don't drink?"

"I try to avoid it, but I'm tired as hell and today was a longgggg day. I'm just glad we have a free day tomorrow."

"Why don't you drink? Is there a reason?" Andre asked.

"My parents were alcoholics, they were awful people. I don't want to end up like them," Y/n frowned and Andre placed a hand on her back.

"Cheer up! I don't think you could be an awful person if you tried," he laughed and Y/n smiled removing her face from the counter. "Thanks, A dog." For around the next half hour, the two talked and joked. They trash-talked Cognito and their lives. After about an hour Andre noticed something about Y/n was off and he worriedly watched her as she flirted with random people. "Oh shit... Y/n you're a lightweight aren't you??" Andre looked at her and she scoffed.

"What no! Whyyyy would I be a lightweight? I think you're one!" She slurred as her face fell into her palm and he sighed.

"Let's get you back to the hotel," he lifted her up.

"But I want to partyyyyy," she whined.

"But you need to sleep!!!!"

"Wait are we going back to your hotel room??"

"We're sharing one remember!"

"Oh~"

"Oh? OH. Y/n please come on!!!"

"Come," Y/n giggled and he sighed dragging her to her car. After placing her in the passenger seat he got in the driver and drove them back to the hotel. When entering Y/n gave Andre a look and he raised an eyebrow.

"What?" he hesitantly asked.

"I don't feel gooddddddddddd."

"Then go to the bathroom!"

"No that's embarrassing! I can't throw up in front of you! That's not professional!" She whined.

"Your such a baby," he rolled his eyes grabbing her hand and dragging her to the bathroom and she ended up puking as he held her hair back. Afterward, she had seemed to gain some of her normal self back and she awkwardly looked up at him.

"Thanks," she mumbled.

"I would shower if I were you. It might help," he said and she nodded. She went and got her night clothes and went back into the bathroom while he crashed on the bed. After about 15 minutes she reentered the room in a tank top and sweats. Running a hand through her wet hair she looked at herself in the mirror.

"Feeling better?" Andre asked.

"Yeah..." Y/n sat down as he went and showered. When he got back the two ended up watching Zoolander before looking at the time seeing it was two in the morning. "Wanna go to bed."

"Sure."

"Okay," Y/n tiredly turned off the tv and pulled the blanket over herself falling asleep after about 5 minutes. Andre watched as she shivered in her sleep before sighing and pulling her closer to him. She laid against his chest as he wrapped her arms around her. He eventually dozed off shortly after.

The next morning they both woke up around ten. "Do you still wanna go to Paris?" Andre tiredly asked in his morning voice.

"Hmmm. Yeah but I'm really comfortable right now."

"I suppose we could stay like this for a little while longer," Andre suggested.

"Myc is so gonna give us shit for this," Y/n laughed cuddling up to Andre.

"Who cares what that dick thinks," Andre rested his head on top of Y/n's. After about ten minutes the two got up and got ready before heading out. They walked around the city site seeing and taking photos. They visited cafes and stopped in the town shops. The two headed for the Eiffel Tower and when they got there Y/n gasped.

"That's massive," Y/n spoke.

"Yeah almost as massive as my-"

"ANDRE LOOK!" Y/n pointed a hand towards miraculous cosplayers. "Dude we need to get a photo!" Y/n grabbed him running over. "Yo fellas can we get a photo???"

"Sure!" Ladybug and Cat noir replied. Y/n and Andre posed in front of the Eiffel tower with the two and thanked them before walking away. Andre felt a buzz from his phone and looked to see Y/n had tagged him on insta. Opening his phone he realized she posted the picture captioning it, It was his idea.

"Y/n!!!! It was not my idea!!!!" He freaked out.

"I know you wanted to," she shrugged and he rolled his eyes.

The two got Beignets and decided to head home afterward. It had been a long few days and Y/n needed to make sure her dog was still... alive. On the ride back the two watched random episodes of South park until they made it back to Cognito. Andre also held her hand for comfort because she was a bit scared on the plane. Entering Cognito the two went downstairs and entered the war room. Upon entering it was a mess. Glenn was cowering behind a chair, Myc and Gigi were on the table, Reagan was behind a computer, and Brett chased Gir around.

"Gir sit!" Y/n yelled and Gir ran over.

"Y/n!!!!!" Gir jumped onto Y/n.

"Why didn't you tell us he could talk????" Glenn freaked out, "Animals shouldn't be able to talk!"

"Glenn look at yourself," Y/n rolled her eyes. "Thanks for keeping him alive Brett," Y/n smiled before calling Gir over and heading to her office. While unpacking her stuff Andre and Myc entered the room.

"So Y/n- Uh this weekend was fun right?" Andre spoke.

"Yeah?"

"Cool...."

"Y/n will you go on a date with Andre?" Myc spoke and he would've rolled his eyes if he had them.

"MYC!" Andre screamed.

"Sure," Y/n smiled, "Where and when?"

"OH uh... Tomorrow!! Roller rink!"

"Roller rink?"

"He made that up on the spot. He didn't think you'd agree to it," Myc spoke.

"Mycccccccccc," Andre glared and Myc shrugged. "You better not tell anyone about this."

"I won't for now," Myc left the room leaving Andre and Y/n in the room together.

"Yeah okay, so I'll see you tomorrow night. Have a good night and all. Byeeeee~" Andre ran out of the room and Y/n laughed. What a dork.

Sorry, this isn't perfect but I wanted to get this out and really don't have time to do a second proofread. I also had to cut some parts from this chapter due to them being poorly written and I didn't have time to fix them. Thanks for reading as always I hope you enjoy.