My first attempt at one-shots. I hope this helps me with my main fic and entertains you readers in the mean time while I work on updates. This may or may not be in logical order. Stay tuned for the next chapter!~

Marinette had everything sorted out from the time she was thirteen. From the moment the umbrella snapped closed over her that rainy afternoon outside Francoise Dupont, the bluenette's life was set. Every little detail as clear as the details of her projects as she worked at her sewing machine. Each one exciting her to no end as she explained her future plans of happiness to her best friend some time later.

A soft smile graced Marinette's lips as she recalled the photoshoot she watched secretly from behind a near by tree in the park that day. It seemed like forever ago over twenty years later. The plan was to act like she had just been passing by walking along through the park. Perhaps, if timed right, she could pause and watch the rest of the shoot without hiding from sight.

Then, after the shoot, she would walk up to the boy and introduce him to the idea of spending time together...going for fruit smoothies actually. Yes that was her plan. She'd make the offer which the blonde model would accept.

After smoothies came, naturally, a happily ever after ending with the pair of them living in a beautiful house. Beautiful and comfortable but nothing super flashy. The house would be just large enough to fit a decent sized family in.

A family consisting of two sons and a daughter. Not to mention a dog and a hamster, which Marinette had to have. She adored the cute pudgy little furballs. She even had the names of their children picked out.

The girl would be Emma.

The boys would be Hugo and Louis.

But as Marinette laid there holding the little bundle in her arms she couldn't help but feeling that all her planning as a teenager had been nothing but a waste of time. The little bundle was a slumbering baby girl wrapped in a handmade green blanket made from the wool of Vucana Sheep. Little black pawprints were sewn sporadically all over it. The infant was contently asleep, nothing much more then a head of bluenette hair sticking out from the top of the blanket. Marinette's parents were insistent the baby girl looked just like she had as a infant. In fact everyone insisted the babe resembled the designer. Marinette had agreed at first but now that she truly looked at the baby in her arms...

"The blanket is too much right? Unfortunetly for us it's a custom made Vucana Sheep's Wool Blanket. Gabriel did his homework to make sure we couldn't return or give away his gift."

Marinette looked up just in time to see a familiar figure with glowing green eyes clamber into the dimly lit room. The new mother watched him shut the window up tight, a chuckle escaping her. "The blanket is just fine Kitty. That was the quickest patrol ever though, did you really cover all of the city? Me feeding the baby isn't exactly a milestone in her life you know, meanwhile Paris still counts on her heros.", the women paused a moment before adding, "Tikki is asleep in the top drawer of the chest of drawers and there is some Camembert in there too."

Understanding what the new mother meant, "Don't stress, Ive got things on the outisde handled just purr-fectly. Claws in." The man was surrounded by green light as the transformation fell and a small dark blurr wasted little time in zipping over towards the chest of drawers. The blonde watched until the blurr disappeared into the top drawer, before walking towards his wife and newborn. Adrien then took up a perch on the edge of the bed, "Besides Bugaboo, Paris is quiet tonight. Not a criminal or supervillian out claw-sing trouble so the cat came back to see mew and our Mini Bugaboo sooner. How is she?"

"Sleeping soundly though she hasn't done a thing but demand attention all day just like a certain Alley Cat." The women rolled her eyes but couldn't hold in the chuckle at her partner's puns he still thought were a riot. Though they did always manage to pull a laugh from Marinette. But that was just because they were so cheesy...it wasnt like she actually liked them. Or so she wouldn't admit she did and risk stroking Adrien's ego all the more. "If you're done making lame cat puns as useual then would you like to hold Adrianna? Shes missed her Papa these past few hours almost as much as her Mama has.", said Marinette making a pointed gesture with her occupied arms towards her partner, "Besides I could go for a break right about now."

Adrien carefully took the bluenette baby from Marinette and cradled her in his arms. The new life so tiny and light as a bird's feather, the blonde began to rock Adrianna gently back and forth. Sounds that sounded amusingly across of a purr and a chirp escaping the new addition to the Noir Family. He was still having an internally tough time believing he was actually a father. That he actually had his own family with his Lady...his Marinette. Adrien would be lying if he denied that he was nervous. His own experience with his father hadn't exactly been an ideal model to go on so he was basically on his own with this. Well lone with his wife at his side anyway, just as she had always been from the first time they became heros. Cat Noir always had Ladybug while Adrien always had Marinette...and vise versa. Such a thought seemed to ease the new father's worries. "Adrianna?", Adrien repeated curiously as he tucked the small bundle secure in his arms, "I thought we decided on 'Emma' for a girl?"

Marinette smiled nodding as a faint blush colored her cheeks, "Yes we did but we didn't fill out her Birth Certificate yet so we can still change our minds. Plus..I-I dont know...its hard to explain but I'm pretty sure she is more a 'Chaton' then a 'Bugette'. She also opened her eyes a little while ago and they're the same green as your's are."

Their daughter had his eyes? She reminded the designer of him? The blonde man looked from the slumbering baby in his arms tilting his head in a curious feline manner back to his wife.

Then the Cheshire Grin of his dark alter-ego spread across Adrien's face, "If we're naming our daughter Adrianna after me, then her middle name has to be...Alette. Yup. Adrianna Alette Noir. Quite paw-sibly the second most be-mew-tiful name this cat has ever heard.", he declared confidently.

Marinette rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest, "You want to give our daughter the middle name of 'Alette'? And what do you mean second most beautiful name?"

Adrien leaned forward careful of the baby in his arms, to place a lingering but gentle kiss on the bluenette women's forehead. Drawing away he answered fondly, "Alette for the person with the most beautiful name and my heart of course. Alette for Marinette."