Yep, just a little sneak peek of a new story called Of All The Times, by Yours Truly. I've liked this show for quite awhile now, and honestly, if it gives enough likes, I'll continue it. I didn't know if I should post it or not because I've never done something like this before, so review and favorite if you like it!

Characters: Nathalie, Gabriel (Mentions of) Adrien/Chat Noir, Marinette/Ladybug

Warnings: OOCness, swearing

Rating: K/T

Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize.

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Nathalie shifted through Mr. Agreste's emails. She tried to remember which ones to answer and which ones to not answer. Gabriel was very particular about this.

God, working for Gabriel Agreste is like working with an evil Batman, she thought.

Adrien was doing Lord knows what up in his room. He was supposed to be practicing piano ("It builds character, Adrien." Mr. Agreste had said.), but Adrien had often played recordings of him playing the piano and just as often, Nathalie let him get away with it.

Once his mother disappeared, she never wanted the young boy to feel too cooped up inside of his home. Mr. Agreste was making it hard for him, a lot of the time treating Adrien like a prisoner.

Nathalie snapped out of these thoughts as the buzzer buzzed. She quickly pressed the button to talk and see the visitor.

The girl on the screen flailed, as she tried to regain composure. She kind of failed.

"Yes?" Nathalie asked sharply. She was a very busy woman.

The bluenette put a sheepish hand behind her neck. "Um...Hi! I'm in Adrien's class and, uh..." The girl appeared to be thinking about what to say, before grinning awkwardly and shoving the thin package into the camera lens.

Nathalie rolled her eyes, waiting to see if the girl was going say any more. When it was clear she was not, she opened the mailbox.

"Put it in the box." Dang, she did not get paid enough for this.

The bluenette giggled nervously, before dumping the package in the mailbox.

"Thank you!" The girl said giddily. Must be one of Adrien's many, many admirers, Nathalie thought.

She picked up the blue package tied delicately with pink ribbon and placed it down on the desk.

A voice from the telephone sounded.

"Who was that, Nathalie?" Gabriel asked.

Nathalie sighed internally. Batman was up from his cave and he was not in a very good mood right now.

Nathalie pressed the button that allowed them to see each others face.

"A friend of Adrien's," Nathalie said, selecting her words wisely. "She was delivering a gift for Adrien's birthday."

A slight look of suspicion crawled onto Gabriel's face. "Did you remember to buy him a present from me?"

Surprise flashed from Nathalie's face. "Ah, no...sir. You never told me to buy one, sir."

"Of course I did!" Gabriel said, letting rage seep into his voice.

"I'll take care of it." Nathalie offered, panicking slightly on the inside. When Mr. Agreste was like this, there was no telling where this could go.

"Good." He abruptly hung up.

Oh, shit. I could've sworn he didn't tell me. Nathalie thought. She buried her head in her hands, before looking at her watch. Too late to pick up anything, and if she ordered something, it would take about two days.

Her eyes darted around the room to the blue package lying on the desk. She breathed a sigh of relief before thinking back to the girl with the same color eyes and hair.

Damn, that girl looked familiar.

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As she floated up in a bubble, she couldn't help but reflect on the many, many, many wrong decisions she made. Ever.

As she was doing this, she couldn't help but spot a flash of red zoom out on the ground below her. Ladybug had blue hair? Why hadn't she ever noticed that particular detail?

Come on, how many people have blue hair in Paris? Green, pink, orange, sure. But nobody with that dark blue of hair besides a very limited amount of people did.

A thought tickled the back of her brain. She ignored it in favor of counting the minutes until she was back on the ground.

One...two...three...four...eighteen...twenty-five...

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She was reviewing over footage of that day's fight, per Gabriel's request.

She stopped the frame at a stop where Ladybug wasn't moving (Which was actually very hard to do, with Ladybug and Chat Noir leaping and prancing all over the place.), and peered closer at the frozen image.

Blue pigtails flew behind the teenage heroine. Her ocean colored irises wide open. She didn't have an ounce of nervousness on her soft face...

Wait.

Blue? Teenaged? Soft face? Nervousness?

Nathalie scrambled to get the security footage from when Adrien's classmate came over with the gift.

The assistant placed the two pictures side by side and...

Yep.

That classmate of Adrien's and Ladybug were the same person.

Sure, the irises were a bit darker than his friend's and Ladybug was way more confident and definitely not as clumsy, but it was a newfound confidence. She remembered how inexperienced and awkward Ladybug had seemed. when she just started.

Nathalie quickly exited out of the program so no one could ever assume the same thing again, unless they figured it out on their own. After all, Ladybug was just a kid, and Nathalie still had a heart.

And why wouldn't Nathalie tell Gabriel?

He never asked.

Yep, that's it, y'all.