A/N: I wish my mind would settle down for once. Now I'm back with my second MLB fic and it's even Christmas-themed!

Like I said in my other story, I am not searching through nearly 6,000 Miraculous Ladybug FanFics to make sure that this isn't already a FanFic elsewhere. If you know of one where Adrien has never had an advent calendar and Marinette gives him one, please PM me or put it in a review so that I can take this down. I respect other author's writes and do not, at any cost, mean to plagiarise them or be seen as a thief!

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Marinette couldn't believe her ears. And she wasn't exaggerating either!

She and Alya were on lunch-break, sitting on a bench outside a classroom, enjoying the quiches that Mari's mum had packed her. (A little too many, if you asked Marinette.) It was cold out, but that didn't stop the two best friends from sitting outside in the very light, sprinkling snow.

It was then that Adrien and Nino came by, bored, having already finished their lunches. Adrien had slowly begun to stay at school for lunch instead of heading home.

Marinette was lucky that she had to excuse of blaming her red cheeks on the cold, frigid air when Adrien asked.

Marinette handed him and Nino a quiche each, while Alya forcefully rearranged their seats on the bench to fit the two boys as well…

It was the beginning of December, particularly the 7th, so all the buzz around school was Christmas, snow, and of course, the upcoming, two-week winter vacation.

One of the topics brought up between the four teens was advent calendars.

And Marinette couldn't help but notice the look of confusion replacing Adrien's relaxed (and perfectly handsome) face. For once, she actually spoke to her crush without stuttering.

"Are you okay?"

Adrien looked at her surprised, as did Alya while Nino was nodding his head to the beat of whatever he was playing on his headphones.

"What?"

"U-Uhmm.."

Before Alya could fill in for her best friend who had clearly begun struggling, Adrien replied in an embarrassed and sheepish voice.

"Wh..What's an advent calendar?"

And so after explaining everything about an advent calendar, Adrien looked like he was about to drool.

Alya and Marinette were still in disbelief that fourteen-year-old Adrien Agreste, didn't have a clue what an advent calendar was and that he had never had one in all of his life! But Marinette didn't really need a full explanation as to why, as she figured his dad had forbidden it from Adrien's model diet or found it stupid and a childish game.

But what about when his mother was still around? Did she think the same?

And then a great idea hit Marinette hard on the back of her head.

Her mum and dad made advent calendars of their own, on sale for around $5 in the bakery. It wasn't a traditional, 50g chocolate filled calendar, but an astonishingly heavy one, filled with delicious treats such as tiny cakes, cookies, and even Nanaimo bars or fudge!

They sold out quickly though each Christmas, but Marinette had put on aside for herself. But never got the time to crack out a treat for herself, which left it full and untouched.

What if she gave to Adrien so he could experience the joys of waking up every day and having a treat to dissolve in?

It definitely wasn't a bad idea, but it didn't mean that it was good either.

"A-Adrien?" Marinette squeaked in a quiet, trembling voice. Her eyes flickered around nervously, anywhere they could to avoid Adrien's handsome, neon-green eyes that made her heart flutter like an akuma. (She could no longer call butterflies "butterflies", but now as akumas.)

"Yeah, Marinette?"

"I-I. uhmm..have one m-more of my, uh, parent's advent c-camels. I mean, calendars! Sp-Specially made with b-baked treats from the bakery and n-not just..ch-choco-la-late.."

Marinette could see Alya facepalming behind Adrien's towering figure, only making Marinette's face the colour of Tikki.

"Really? That sounds so sweet!"

Marinette's eyes widened, d-did he just pun?

"And yes, pun intended."

Adrien's heartwarming smile turned into a smirk that was so familiar for an obvious reason that Marinette wasn't oblivious to.

That damn cat...