AUTHORS NOTES

To clear things up - This is post Season One of Transformers Prime, after the rehabilitation of Earth following the threat of Unicron. Queen Bee, Rena Rouge, and Carapace all keep their miraculous' with them at all times, for they have all become full-time superheroes just like Ladybug and Chat Noir. This is also post season 8 of Voltron.

We (as in, my friend Cristian and I) hope you enjoy this crossover and even if you don't like, haven't seen, plan to watch, or are in the process of watching one or more of these shows, we hope that we do a good enough job to get you interested in one of, if not all of the ones you are not currently invested in!

We do not own and we take no credit of ownership of anything that is patented, trademarked, or owned by Hasbro, Austruc, Klein, Montgomery, Netflix, Dos-Santos OR any other beings that contributed to the amazing creations of these amazing shows and fandoms. We merely take credit for the writing (not all of the words, as some are merely borrowed from the imagination of another show creator), plot line, most of the ideas, as well as the characters of Arthur, Terra, and Darkron.

This chapter is dedicated to my friend Cristian who is helping me write this story!

Sorry to bore you. Let's get to the real story.

"Hawk Moth hasn't akumatized anyone for weeks. I don't know what's happening." Ladybug commented regarding their sworn enemy as the team perched on top of the Agreste Mansion. Carapace, the holder of the Turtle Miraculous, lounged on his back-or more specifically the shell that outcropped from his green suit-with his hands linked behind his head. Rena Rouge, his partner, holder of the Fox Miraculous and secret love lounged close to his side, just like he liked it. Where he could protect her.

Her more lustrous suit glinted in the late evening sun as she sat still. His gaze returned up towards the the pretty sky, although his eyes wandered back to her pretty hair and free, black-gloved hand that just called him to hold.

"You think he could have a reason to right now? I mean, if you think about it, it is Valentine's Day after all. Maybe he's got someone of his own." Chat eyed the tall, dark-haired girl, looking all the more radiant in her red spotted suit. His eyes sparkled and he allowed a smirk to steal his structure. It was wonderful to spend Valentine's day with the girl of his dreams.

It did seem to baffle him, however, that Hawkmoth really hadn't sent an Akuma to change anyone lately. If he was honest, it was getting kind of boring to not have any action around Paris. Surely he hadn't just stopped? He sure hoped not, gosh he was beginning to feel antsy.

The kitty began to speculate silently as he stared off towards the eiffel tower, eyes refusing to stay away from his favorite girl in the entire world.

Carapace raised an eyebrow in confusion towards his spotted companion, also wondering what could be the matter. Still, he-and he was sure the others were as well-basked in the warmth and the slight bit of happiness that for once they didn't have to be on the lookout all the time. For the moment, for once, he and the others could just talk normally.

Finally.

Noir admired the beauty that resided in the early sunset, and couldn't help but notice the deep shades of red that reminded him of his beloved partner. He wished that she would embrace his feelings for her just as the sun embraces the moon, stars, and darkness every single day. But, it seems to him that every time he tries, she seems to always disregard it, inadvertently shining brightly all the way through twenty-four-seven, instead of giving him a chance to reflect her feelings; instead, it blinds him-painfully and wonderfully.

Maybe.The black cat thought to himself hopefully, Maybe one day. Noir always thought about his longing desire to show his true self and his inner persona to his one true love. He always fantasized about the day when he could find out who she really was behind the mask. He didn't care who she was, really. She's going to be amazing, he promised himself every single day. No doubts really ever clouded his judgement, because he just knew in his heart that she was going to be perfect. Nothing could change his mind.

Not being allowed to reveal their identities due to the risks and consequences that came with exposing was the greatest cripple on their partnership and most powerful weapon among battle. Honestly, Noir wouldn't mind knowing who Carapace and Rena were; however, Ladybug was his main prize, his finish line.

The team continued to laze at the beautiful sunset, enjoying each other's company whilst remaining lost in their own mindscapes. Ladybug's earrings began to beep, followed by Chat's ring. They remained there, almost stuck, without acknowledging their powering-down superhero suits. Ladybug abruptly arose moments later, startling the other four out of their daze.

"I suppose this is where we depart." She began to leave when the Blonde kitty reached out and snatched her forearm with a gentle nature and graceful ease.

"Please, M'lady. We will be stronger if we all know who we are in real life." He begged, his green eyes burning a hole through her oceans, deep, steadfast, and mysterious. He almost couldn't even hold her steady gaze. No one truly could for long.

"Chat, you know we can't. It's too dangerous and it would get in the way in battle." The others stared intently and waited for her decision rather impatiently.

"Ladybug, it's Valentine's Day. Please give us a chance. I swear you won't regret this move if you just reveal who you are." The kitty pleaded, basically on his knees. The rest of the team were standing by then, pleading with their eyes as well. She sighed a long sigh and stood there, acting as though she was deep in thought. Noir made his last effort, "it may make us a stronger team that ever M'lady."

After bowing her head, she allowed her earring alarm to tone faster and faster and faster. In response, Chat's ring began to mirror her earrings to the point where they could barely even hear the difference between each warning.

And then it stopped suddenly. Rena flinched at the sudden hush. Queen Bee, who had been silent for most of the time held her breath as Ladybug and Cat Noir's bodies began to shine brightly as their detransformation sequence began. When it finished, the two emerged in their regular clothes, smiling.

Adrien shook his head violently in confusion. How could he have been so blind? Marinette was so obviously Ladybug now that he could see her in her de-transformed state. The black, thick hair and deep, insightful eyes.

Marinette's face looked exactly as her partner did. The love of her life was right there the entire time! The cute model always gave way when he put the suit on, she realized. Honestly, she wouldn't ever have guessed that Adrien the amazing, would be the flirty, persistent type just as he was when he took on the persona of Cat Noir. Although, she couldn't help but notice that Adrien and Noir's hair always matched. How could she have missed that the perfect hair she always admired was also on the kitty warrior's head too?

The realization hit them both at the exact same time. They had been in love with each other the entire time. And never even knew it. How clique?

No, how perfect.

Caught up in the perfect moment, the two embraced each other and indulged in a kiss so sweet that Marinette swore that there was no macaroon sweeter. The other three stared in shock, not able to believe what they were seeing.

"My best friend is Ladybug!" Rena Rouge cheered a little bit too loud and broke up her and Adrien's moment to wrap her best friend in a tight hug. Marinette chuckled at her best friend and how predictable her BFF truly was.

"Best friend?" Queen Bee wondered, not realizing that it was aloud. Rena detransformed and revealed Alya, the editor of the Ladyblog. The yellow and black hero stared in shock as Carapace copied her, his green suit and shell retreating to expose his regular old self, also known as Nino. Queen Bee's mouth dropped a little farther as Nino and Alya hugged each other, although not as surprised as Marinette and Adrien due to already knowing each others' identities. Queen Bee ended her shock after absorbing all of the new information as a sponge soaks up water, and followed in the two (new, accept, not really) lovers', footsteps.

Bee dropped her guard and became the Chloe most people knew and hated, although the four there embraced her as the hero they knew she was.

The five laughed hysterically at how blind they had been to all of the tell-tale features that should've obviously given away their true identities away in an instant.

"You were right, kitty." Marinette admitted, looking around at the happy, regular, unmasked faces of the few that sat on top of that roof. She reached out and clasped Adrien's hand fearlessly and Alya did the same with Nino. Chloe looked around and hugged her knees to her chest, feeling more lonely than ever amongst her favorite company.

"About what?" He inquired gently, taking notice of the Bee's loss of interest. He stuck a hand out and wrapped it around her shoulders, pulling her closer to him, knowing that Marinette would do the same thing out of kindness.

"This does make us stronger."