Author's note: Welcome to my first story, I've decided to post this on September first, as it is Miraculous Ladybug's birthday, or in other words the day Miraculous was first released. So if you like/love this fandom like I do, please read on! I don't write stories and I was never encouraged to 'creatively' write, so I'd appreciate any constructive criticism you can offer me!

I am in no way associated with the Miraculous Ladybug TV show or anything. I do not own anything except the plotline.


Marinette POV:

Breathe Marinette, this is nothing to be nervous about, Adrien is your friend. She cautiously presses call on the glowing phone screen.

"Hello?" Wow, even just hearing his voice through a phone makes my heart flutter.

"H-hey Adrien, do you think we could meet a hour earlier for patrol?" Please say yes, please say yes, please say yes!

Adrien hesitates, "Sure, I'll just have to tell Nathalie to make sure I'm free, but I'm paw-ty sure that I'll be able to make it. Is there any specific reason?" Oh gosh, he said yes, wait what did he just ask? Right, a reason.

"Er, yes there is a reason, but I'm not giving you any spoilers." Good, excuse Marinette.

"Okay, I'll see you then." I thought cats were supposed to be curious, but I suppose it's good he stopped asking though.

"W-wait, d-do you think you could bring a blanket or something?"

"Of course Mari, I'll see what I have. Anything else, Bugaboo?" Oh, that nickname again.

"No, just the blanket. So I'll see you at the usual meeting place?"

"Okay, see mew soon, m'lady." Marinette hangs up and sets her phone next to pillow on the bed. A small smile graces her face while she makes her way down from her loft bed, hoping to make some sweets to take her mind off her plans.

Sabine sees her daughter walk down the stairs to the living room, moving towards the kitchen. Marinette begins pulling various baking ingredients, measuring cups, and bowls, setting them on the counter, with a shy smile across her face.

"Marinette? What are you baking? If you're hungry you can just grab something from the bakery, no need to make something. Or if you'd like I can make you something." Marinette jumps at the sound of her mother's voice, dropping the sugar bag back on the counter.

"Oh, no mom, I'm not hungry. I just want to make something for my friend, I'm going to go visit him later." That's not a total lie right? Sabine sits at the table facing Marinette.

"Well don't let me stop you." They fall into a comfortable silence while Marinette begins mixing up the batter for some macaroons.

"A-actually mom, you are much better at making the buttercream filling then me, do you think you could help me?" Marinette smiles when her mother hops of the stool she occupies, nodding. Marinette hugs her mom, while still holding the batter covered spoon, resulting in both mother and daughter getting batter on their sleeves and hair.

"Go clean up, I can finish these up for you dear. But when you come back, I expect to know about this person you're meeting."

"Yes maman." On no, what am I going to tell her? 'Oh yeah, by the way Maman I'm the superhero Ladybug, maybe you've heard of her? And I'm going to go visit my partner, Chat Noir. That's fine with you right?' Oh yeah, that'll be a good conversation.

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Adrien's POV:

I wonder why Marinette want's me to bring a blanket… She seemed pretty nervous over the phone…

"Adrien, you requested my assistance?" Nathalie walks into the room wielding her clipboard in preparation of the assumed reschedule request.

"Thanks for coming Nathalie, and I was wondering if you could clear up the rest of the evening, if at all possible?" Nathalie looks over the tops of her glasses, curiously studying his face.

"Adrien, this is the third time this week you've asked me to rearrange your schedule. Your father was not pleased with the previous changes, and I doubt he will be with this request either. Alternatively, if you were willing to tell me why you do not wish to be disturbed then, perhaps I can tamper with the time slots of you schedule." Adrien looks away, wishing she'd just say okay and leave it at that.

"Sorry Nathalie. I just...can't." He hesitates before continuing, "Nonetheless, I'd greatly appreciate if you could adjust my schedule, and if at all possible, not tell my father." Nathalie glances down at the clipboard perched on her arm. She quickly pens something down on the aforementioned schedule.

"Well, I suppose, if you promised to do Vincent's photo shoot during school hours next week, that would free up the rest of the evening. This means you have to go without complaints of missing school."

"Okay, I'll do it. You have to hold up your end of the deal." Nathalie gives a slight nod, "So is that all? Was there anything father needs me to know for tomorrow before you leave?" Adrien asks.

"No, your father does want you rested though. Your have a full schedule tomorrow and your father will not be pleased if you're exhausted from, whatever you are doing tonight." She walks back to the door, leaving and closing it behind her. Adrien waits a few moments, listening to the clicking of her heels as she walks away from his room.

"Plagg, do you need cheese? We need to head out soon if we want to meet Ladybug." Plagg sticks his head out of the trashcan he is currently occupying, nodding his tiny head. He floats out of the empty can, landing on Adrien's desk. "I'm not feeding you on the desk again. Last time you made a mess and my keyboard still smells like that disgusting cheese."

"Kid, I'm going to eat up here. It doesn't matter where you give me my cheese." Plagg smirks, "So, admit defeat and I might not get cheese stuck in the computer again." Adrien sighs and hands over the camembert. "See kid? That wasn't too painful, right?"

"Just eat fast so we can go please." Plagg complies and consumes the whole cheese wheel in one oversized bite. "Err, you can chew...Never mind." Adrien goes to his closet looking for a warm blanket to share with his lady.

Plagg follows him to the door of the walk in closet, "Don't take the green one, that one is mine." Adrien looks at him oddly, reaching out for the blanket, teasingly. "Kid, I'm warning you. Don't take it. I don't want it smelling like rain, and I smell rain."

"Yeah, sure. Wait does that mean that it's going to rain now?" Adrien inquires, but Plagg shakes his head.

"Not yet, it shouldn't rain until after the patrol. But still, hurry up. I wanna be home before it rains." Plagg's complaints fall on deaf ears. Adrien selects a navy blue quilted blanket, that shouldn't be recognizable, and would also serve to hide his lady's bright suit against the night.

"She didn't ask for anything else, but Plagg is there anything you think I might need?" Adrien asks.

"Umbrella rain boots, and a rain jacket." Plagg immediately answers.

"I thought you said-" Adrien begins.

"I'm not taking any chances. I have gotten sick in the rain before and I don't want to again." Adrien laughs.

"That sounds so cute. Did you do little kitten sneezes and everything?" Plagg just glares while his chosen continues laughing.


Authors Note: Thanks for reading, and I hope to post again soon! So I'll see you then!