WARNING: This story is a sequel to the story "Extremely Naughty." I strongly suggest you read that story first before you continue to read this one. However, if you are uncomfortable with rated M stories, then this isn't the place for you.

AN: Hey guys! So here's that promised sequel you guys wanted. When we last left off, Adrien's mother Amelie had returned to Adrien's life, and with someone he never expected. Why has she reappeared, and what's the story behind her disappearance? Let's find out, shall we?

Chapter 1

Twelve year old Adrien held a toy airplane in his hand, as he made whooshing noises and airplane sounds running around the living room. Amelie, his mother, was sitting on the couch, reading a magazine, but mostly watching her son have fun. Unlike other kids his age who were only interested in video games, Adrien still found enjoyment out of action figures and toy vehicles. For a twelve year old, he sure did act as though he was five.

Adrien held another airplane in his hand, moving it around the previous airplane as though to avoid a collision. "Oh no! We're going to crash! We're all going to die!" He made faint screaming noises as he made the people in one of the airplanes go crazy. "Brace for impact!" He slowly made the airplanes collide and made an exploding noise. He pretended that little men jumped out of the airplane just in time before the collision, using parachutes to safely float down to the surface. "That was a close one, Pilot Agreste." One pilot said to the other. Adrien used his deep voice for "Pilot Agreste."

"Indeed it was, Pilot Jones."

"What do you say? After we land, let's go eat some croissants and cookies."

"That's sounds wonderful!"

"Oh, Pilot Agreste!" Amelie singsongs, as Adrien looked at his mother disapprovingly now that his game was interrupted. "It's time for your piano practice."

"Aw, Mom. Do I have to?" Adrien groaned, wanting to play. "The teacher didn't give me new sheet music, and I already perfected the other songs."

"You know the rules, Adrien. You need to practice your piano. You don't want to upset your father, do you?"

"But Mooom, Father won't care if I play for only a little while, would he?"

Amelie pondered for a second, taking that thought into consideration. She closed her eyes and sighed, a small smile taking place. "Tell you what. You practice your piano for only half an hour today, and you can play for the rest of the day. Okay?"

Adrien grinned and nodded his head like a mad dog. He hugged his mother, and she laughed at his willingness. "Thanks, Mama! You're the best!"

"I know. Now, put your toys down and practice your piano."

"Yes, Mama." Adrien set his toys on the coffee table and ran to the piano. His mother chuckled to herself. She wanted nothing more than to see her child happy. He's been an only child for so long, so one of the parents had to make sure he didn't get lonely. Her husband only wanted their son to practice his piano, learn his Chinese, and model for the magazines. But Adrien was still a kid, no matter how big he was getting. Amelie only wanted to make sure he stayed a kid for as long as he could.

Of course, she didn't know that the following day would be the last time she saw her baby boy for a long time.

Adrien sat in the living room, his eyes staring anywhere but the woman in front of him. He felt overwhelmed at the moment, trying to figure out what had just happened. He wanted to be ecstatic, really he did. But the fact that this woman who was supposedly his missing mother had suddenly reappeared into his life confused the hell out of him.

When Adrien last saw his mother, she looked a lot different. For one thing, her hair was shorter, as she had recently cut her hair the month of her disappearance. She didn't have any wrinkles across her face, people believing she was at least twenty at the time. Her brilliant green eyes were always full of life, and she was radiant, and amazing. Everyone always believed Adrien was the spitting image of her even though Gabriel had joked a few times that Adrien was more like him and not his mother.

But that was back when Gabriel did joke around with his son.

Now, looking at the woman in front of him, the good qualities Adrien had once seen all those years ago were fading away. Her eyes shined, but not with life. It was more like with sadness and lost. There were lines on her forehead and around her mouth, but not deep enough to make her look like a grandma. Her hair, while longer, was thinner than before, and she wasn't as radiant as she used to be, though she was still beautiful.

Adrien could see why his father chose her as his wife. She was so perfect, beauty and brain-wise. But after she disappeared, Gabriel didn't seem to think she was so perfect anymore. Anything that belonged to her he got rid of about a year later. They both hoped that she would return to their lives, but she hadn't and they didn't know if they would ever forgive her. When they learned that she had vanished, they immediately thought murder. But who would murder such a kind woman?

Of course, after two years of searching, they never did find her body in France. At the time, Adrien was already taking his fencing classes and had recently become Chat Noir, the hero of Paris, along with his partner Ladybug. Behind all that ego and flirty persona was a heartbroken boy who thought he would never be able to love again.

That was, of course, until he met Ladybug. Sweet, confident Ladybug, who was always there for him, no matter what happened. The same Ladybug who would reject his flirts, and sometimes accept them as well. The Ladybug who turned out to be Marinette Dupain-Cheng, who he had recently become infatuated with before discovering her secret identity. The girl he shared his deepest secrets with, and shared private moments with. He loved her regardless of her clumsy and shy ways.

So here he was, sitting on the couch with his father across from the seat where his mother and Charisse sat. Charisse was combing her doll's hair, humming a sweet song, as her mother tried to relax to tell the story of her disappearance.

"It happened five years ago," she began. "I was on my way to work when three men came out of nowhere and jumped me. I decided that I needed a walk that day, for I was in no mood to take the car. I felt nauseous, and I thought walking would clear my head. I was by an alleyway when it had happened. It was cloudy that day, and I was cold. I tried screaming for help, but they held their hands above my mouth and told me to shut up. I tried fighting back; using whatever parts they didn't hold me down with to hit them. Then they hit me with something and everything went black.

"I woke up in a moving van, my hands cuffed and my feet tied. They had put a large piece of cloth in my mouth and I couldn't speak. I was also blindfolded, and stripped out of my clothes, leaving me only in my bra and underwear. I started to cry, thinking I was going to die, never going to be able to see you again. The van suddenly stopped and I was thrown to the other side of the trunk due to the impact. The back door opened and I felt large hands grab me. I was vulnerable, and I couldn't do anything about it. Next thing I know, I'm on a plane to Canada.

"When I arrived, I felt really nauseous and they let me use the bathroom. I threw up, but soon after, I was craving food. That's when it hit me. I was pregnant." A tear rolled down her cheek as she recollected the memory. "I didn't know how long I was gone, as I spent hours crying before. At first, I thought they did that to me. They raped me while I was unconscious, the bastards." Charisse looked her mother in surprise, but all Amelie did was pat her daughter's head. "But when I realized I felt no soreness, I knew it wasn't them. I knew I had to get back to you somehow. But I couldn't.

"I told them that I was pregnant. They didn't believe me. But after two weeks of being nauseous and craving sweets all the time, hallucinating every once in a while, they believed me and let me go. But I didn't know where to go. I was so scared. I went up and down the streets, hoping that someone would help me get back. And then I did find someone. My own brother, Charles. He asked what I was doing there, and I told him the story. He had insufficient funds to send me back, however, and I had nothing expensive to sell either. So I stayed with him for the years after. He worked as a pizza delivery man, living in a very small studio apartment. I didn't mind though.

"I had Charisse, of course, and I couldn't have been happier. Charles helped me take care of her, until he made enough money to send me to France. I wanted to work as well, but I didn't trust anyone to stay home with Charisse while I was gone. Last week, Charles handed me more than enough money to go back to France. And we did. As soon as we got home, I visited an old friend of mine, and she gave me some of her expensive clothing to wear for me and Charisse. But my mission wasn't to find new clothes to wear. It was to be reunited with my family."

It was silent afterwards. Neither man spoke, taking in all the information they've just received. How could anyone react to such horrifying news? Adrien doesn't know how they do it in the movies. But it was a lot to digest, and Adrien wasn't sure if he was going to be able to sleep at all tonight.

Gabriel cleared his throat. "So, Charisse is…"

"Your daughter." Amelie confirmed. "We can do a test if you'd like, but judging appearance-wise, she's pretty much your child." She forced a small chuckle.

"Why didn't you call?" Gabriel asked. "You know our number hasn't changed. We haven't changed it since Adrien's birth. You could have told us what happened. We could have come get you. You even could have mailed a letter to us, something to let us know you were okay."

"I've tried several hundred times, Gabriel. But of course, leave it to my bad luck to have all my letters lost, and the phone connection dead each time for me to try to reach you."

Gabriel shook his head. "I don't know what to say."

"If you want us to leave and never bother you again, I understa-"

"Let you leave?" Adrien choked, as all eyes turned towards him. "No. You can't leave. I won't let you. I can't lose my mother again." His eyes filled with tears as he said this. "Losing you was the worst thing that has ever happened to me, and letting you walk out willingly will only make me feel guilty." Tears spilled onto his cheeks, and he closed his eyes, shaking his lowered head angrily. "Don't disappear again. Please."

Amelie rushed over to her son and held his face in his hands. His eyes shot open at the sudden contact as he was face to face with his mother. "I won't leave you if you don't want me to. I've already missed five years of your life. It was hard being gone for even one day. I promise you, I won't leave you. Both of you."

Adrien threw his arms around his mother, sobbing into her shoulders. It's been such a long time since his mother held him close like this. He didn't ever want to let go. Amelie caressed his hair, telling him it would be alright, her soft voice calming his nerves. Adrien felt something else touch him, and to his surprise, it was his father gently rubbing his back in comforting circles, his own tears finally falling freely down his face. Adrien hadn't seen this side to his father in a long time.

He wondered if he was going to stay like this.

Adrien wasn't really surprised when he felt a smaller pair of arms embrace him. Charisse wore a sad look on her face, her own tears running down her face. She was such a sweet little girl. Adrien kind of envied her in a way, but he didn't really know why. At least, that's what he told himself.

"D-don't cry, Adrien." Charisse sniffed as everyone pulled away. She wiped a tear off her face, and proceeded to do the same thing with Adrien, her soft finger brushing his cheek. "If you cry, I cry. And I don't like it when people cry. People should be happy, not sad."

Adrien blinked teary eyes at the girl before he smiled and nodded. "I'll stop crying. I promise I won't cry in front of you again."

"You don't have to promise me that." His little sister smiled at him, "Sometimes you just can't help it."

"WHAT?!"

As it was the next day after school, Adrien had invited his friends over to discuss the situation with them, since he didn't attend any classes himself. When he said it was urgent, they thought it had something to do with his father again or school work. But when a blonde woman opened the door instead of Nathalie, they knew something was up.

Of course, this is not the news they were expecting as they all sat on his bed with two equally stunned kwamis. Plagg still couldn't believe it, and he was there.

Adrien nodded. "Yeah, that's my mother. After being gone for five years, she reappeared, and with my little sister, too."

"Little sister?!" Alya exclaimed, throwing her hands to the top of her head in surprise. "This is more mind-blowing than when I found out your secret!"

"Shh! Alya!"

"Sorry."

"But, how is she back all of a sudden?" Marinette asked, scratching her head. "Why didn't she come back as soon as she arrived in Canada?"

"She stayed with her brother, but he wasn't making much money. Of course, having a baby several months later only adds on more to the problem. She couldn't work herself because someone needed to stay home with Charisse."

The trio nodded in understanding. There was a quiet knock on the door as the kwamis flew to hide. Adrien allowed the person in, and it revealed Charisse, holding a Ladybug doll in her hand. Despite growing up in America, Amelie had stayed posted to Paris through a French channel, and they learned of the duo saving the town. At three years old, Charisse became a fan. She was more of a fan of Chat Noir than Ladybug, but the merchandise was mainly Ladybug for girls and Chat Noir for boys.

Charisse looked shy around the other teens, but her eyes immediately lit up when she saw Marinette. She walked towards the bed. "Hi Adrien's girlfriend!"

Marinette giggled at the title. "Hi Charisse. You can just call me Marinette."

"Marinette." Charisse giggled. "That's a pretty name! I wish my name was that pretty."

"Charisse, your name is already pretty. After all, it suits such a pretty girl like you!" Marinette bopped her nose and Charisse giggled.

"I see you're a fan of Ladybug." Alya said, pointing towards the doll.

Charisse nodded her head. "I like Chat Noir more, though. I think he's claw-esome!"

Adrien immediately laughed at the pun, whereas the other three stared at the girl with their jaws dropped. It was as though they took a chunk of Adrien and threw it into this girl's genes. Even she laughed at her pun. Are they going to have to deal with two Adriens now?

"That was really good, Charisse!" Adrien said, wiping away a tear.

"You mean purrfect!" Charisse squealed, clutching her doll close to her chest. "I'd love to meet the heroes one day!"

"I bet they would love to meet you, too." Adrien smiled.

"Unfortunately, not today they will. Charisse needs to help me unpack her things." A new voice said. All eyes turned to Amelie as she stood in the doorway, a smile on her face. Adrien introduced his friends.

"Mom, this is Nino, Alya, and you remember Marinette."

"His girlfriend!" Charisse teased as Adrien and Marinette blushed.

Amelie chuckled at the teens' expressions. "Yes, I remember. It's very nice to meet you all. I'd love to stay and chat, but we have a bedroom to get ready."

"Aw, but I want to stay with Adrien!" Charisse pouted.

"Later, mon ange. You have things that need to be put away in your new room." Amelie smiled as her daughter's blue orbs lit up.

"My new room?! I wanna see!" Charisse exclaimed, bouncing over to her mother happily.

"They finished painting it?" Adrien asked, watching the tiny blonde bounce up and down in one place.

"Purple walls with ladybugs and black cats all over," Amelie shook her head. "I swear this child will never love anything more. Let's go, Charisse."

"Okay." And with that the two left the bedroom, closing the door behind them.

"Your sister is so cute!" Marinette gushed. "She is so much like you!"

"The good parts and the bad." Nino added, laughing.

"Seriously, I didn't think the child knew what puns were. I mean, she's five!" Alya said.

"She's a pretty smart five year old, if you ask me." Adrien grinned.

Plagg and Tikki flew out of their hiding spot. "I wouldn't be surprised if she found out your secret identity." Plagg said, floating back on to the bed, "You know, her being a huge fan and all."

"Shoot, you're right!" Adrien's good mood dissipated into the air as he realized what could happen.

"Relax. Like you said, she's smart, but I doubt she'll crack the code so quickly."

"I guess."

The next day during school hours, there was an akuma attack outside of the shopping center. Apparently, a woman was kicked out of a store for being rude to the cashier, and she was pretty embarrassed about it. Hawk Moth took this chance to akumatize her, and well, you know what happens next.

Ladybug and Chat Noir have kept their new relationship under wraps, because they did not want the public to be on their case all the time during or after a fight. Plus, if they came out the same time Marinette and Adrien did, the students in their class would know something was up. And they wouldn't want that.

In a matter of minutes the fight was over and the duo returned back to the school. It was lunch time now, so they grabbed their things from their last class and went to meet up with Alya and Nino. The blogger and the DJ stood outside waiting for them.

"So where do you guys wanna eat?" Adrien asked.

"I was thinking about hitting up the bakery." Alya rubbed her stomach at the thought of food.

"Sounds good." Marinette agreed. The foursome went off when a beep came from Adrien's phone. He checked the message and his smile fell off his face.

"Ugh, I can't go. My mom wants me home for lunch."

Marinette smiled at Adrien. "It's okay. You need to catch up with your mother. We don't want to get in the way of your mother-and-son bonding."

Adrien skeptically looked at his girlfriend. "Are you sure?"

Marinette rolled her eyes jokingly as she kissed her boyfriend on his cheek. "Of course I'm sure. Now, go. Don't keep them waiting."

Adrien grinned. "Thanks, Marinette! I'll see you guys in a bit!" With a wave, Adrien jogged to his large mansion. The gates opened for him as he arrived, and he entered the main foyer, the smell of food in the air. But the smell wasn't as rich or extravagant as it usually did. It smelled…different. A good different, anyway.

Adrien entered the dining room, finding Charisse eating a plate of rice with chicken and green beans. Well, not really eating it, as she poked at the green beans with a large frown on her face. Her mother sat next to her, a bemused look evident as she was slowly getting frustrated with her daughter's stubbornness. For once, Gabriel was also there, his facial expression hard as usual, but a glint of amusement was evident in his eyes.

It was at that moment in which Adrien realized the plain but surely delicious food on their plates. His mother must have cooked that. It's been a while since someone he really loved cooked him a meal. Other than Marinette, of course, but she usually bakes, not cook.

"Charisse, you need to eat now. I'll take away your toy privileges if you don't eat."

"NO! I don't want my green beans." She pushed the plate away from her, crossing her arms angrily.

Adrien couldn't help but smile at the situation. He walked up next to Charisse's seat, pushing her plate back in front of her. Charisse turned to him with a look of confusion on her face.

"Adrien?"

"You know," Adrien started. "I hear that Chat Noir LOVES green beans."

This got Charisse's attention. "R-really?"

"Yeah. In fact, he loves them so much he can't get enough of them. To him, they taste like…like Skittles! The green skittles that are just oh-so delicious." Charisse looked down at her plate, uncertain on whether she should eat the green beans or not. "Don't you want to eat the green beans like Chat Noir, Charisse?"

Charisse bit her lip as she scooped up a spoonful of green beans. Hesitant, she slowly brings the spoon to her mouth and opens wide, dumping the vegetables into her trap. She chews slowly and swallows. Then, her look of disgust turns into a look of delight.

"Mmm! They really do taste like skittles!" Charisse continued to eat more of the vegetables as Adrien patted her head.

"See, what'd I tell ya?"

His mother stared at Adrien in shock. She could never get Charisse to eat green beans, not even when they were mashed up or mixed in with her favorite dishes. It was such a hassle to get so much as one bite in her mouth. But for Adrien to convince the girl that they taste like Skittles, which they really don't, was beyond her. And how did he know that information about Chat Noir? Were they friends?

"Adrien." His father said, "How on earth did you do that?"

Adrien just shrugged. "It worked, didn't it?"

That night, Adrien was sleeping soundly in his bed, with Plagg resting right on top of his head, buried in his golden locks. There was a soft knock at the door, but when Adrien didn't answer, the door slowly opened, and a blonde head peeked into the room. Plagg, although he was half-asleep, flew to hide under Adrien's bed.

"Adrien?" A small voice asked. "Are you awake?"

There was no answer from the blond boy, and Charisse shuffled her feet nervously. She knew she was not supposed to be there. But the nightmare she had was so undeniably scary she needed to find someone to sleep with. Her mother told her to go back to bed, but when she did, the dream returned and she was frightened by it. Surely her big brother would allow her to sleep with him, right?

There was a sudden heavy downpour followed by a loud clap of thunder, and Charisse jumped and screamed. This woke up Adrien, as he quickly lifted his sleepy-head up and looked around, his illuminous green eyes finding scared blue ones.

"Charisse, what are you doing here? What's wrong?"

Charisse moved back to the doorway slowly. "I-I'm sorry. I j-just had a nightmare. I can go if you want me to."

Due to his sleepy state, it took Adrien a few seconds to process what she just said. Adrien shook his head, feeling a bit dizzy, but he beckoned his sister in with his hand. "No, no, it's fine. Come in."

Charisse held up her Ladybug doll, keeping it close to her chest as she slowly re-entered the bedroom. Another loud thunder sounded, and next thing you know, she's in Adrien's bed, hiding behind her brother and shaking violently. Adrien heard the soft sobs coming from her.

"Hey, hey, shh." He said, caressing her head, and Charisse buried her head in his side, sniffling. "It's alright, it's just thunder."

"I-I-I hate t-thunder." Charisse sobbed. Adrien laid on his back and moved Charisse so that she could lay on his stomach. "It's so loud and scary."

"I know, I know. But it'll be over soon. Nothing to be afraid of." He reassured.

"I had a nightmare." Her voice was steady, though she was still scared. "Mommy left and I couldn't find her anywhere. And I kept calling for her. And then, a monster came and he said he was going to eat me. He started chasing me and I ran, but then I fell and he almost ate me, and then I woke up." Adrien wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close, as she buried her head into his abdomen. "Is it okay if I sleep here with you? I don't wanna be alone."

"Okay." Charisse rested her head on his stomach, and a few minutes later she was soundly asleep. Adrien, however, was in deep thought.

Funny. That's the same exact dream I had when Mom left.

AN: Aaaaand done! It took me, what, a week to write this? Maybe a bit less. I dunno, I felt like I wanted to write a long chapter for you guys. Guess I'm posting this earlier than expected huh? And the story ended like less than a week ago. Go figure. I have way too much free time. *sobs*

So what do you guys think of Charisse? Personally, I think she's adorable. The fact that she admires her big brother as a superhero is so cute! And sorry for the lack of shipping in this chapter, but after the whole family thing dies down, we'll get back to that. :D