A/N: Hello! Hmm, let's see here…time for Marinette to learn a little family secret. She is allowed to have a meltdown. Time for her entire life to be turn upside down.
Disclaimer: I own Nothing! Except for my OCs!
Chapter One: This is not happening!
Marinette sucked in a deep breath as she sank into her chaise. "Your Majesty, what brings you here…in my room." Marinette picked up a small pink heart-shaped throw pillow that she had made a few years prior.
King William wove his fingers together, leaning forward slightly, a tinge of panic edging into his eyes. Tom cleared his throat, a mixture of confusion and worry danced in his eyes. "Originally we were going to tell you when you turned eighteen, however with these akuma attacks lately; we have decided to tell you know instead…"
"Tell me what Papa?" Marinette glanced over at the king, surprised that he didn't say anything himself.
Sabine placed her hand on her husband's arm, worry creasing her brow. "We're not your parents. We're your aunt and uncle. Your mother is my late twin sister, Su."
Marinette felt as if someone had punched her in the stomach. Everything she thought she knew was a lie. Staring at a blank spot on her wall behind Sabine, Marinette allowed her imagination to go wild. The adults must have been still talking to her because Tikki suddenly flew into her face.
"Marinette! Did you hear anything that they just said?" The small kwami waved her tiny arms in her face, drawing her attention.
Marinette felt herself turn a bright red in embarrassment as she turned her attention back to the others in her room. "Sorry…what did you say?"
King William cleared his throat, looking torn between amusement and annoyance. "I said that I am your father. You are not Marinette Dupain-Cheng the baker's daughter; you are Marinette Coccinelle Beaufort-Cheng, Princess of France."
"What!?" She screeched loudly, leaping to her feet.
"Marinette, dear…" Sabine moved to calm the teen down.
Marinette took an involuntary step back away from her, glancing over to Tikki for help. Tikki pressed her lips together, worry for her Chosen dancing in her eyes. "I…I need to be alone!" Marinette bolted, climbing swiftly up onto her balcony, closing and latching the trapdoor behind her. Tikki quickly followed pursuit, phasing through the door.
Marinette paced around the balcony, absentmindedly picking up a watering can and watering her plants. "I cannot believe them! Who waits to tell someone that they're not their parents?! And a princess!? That's even worse than being someone else's kid!"
Tikki sighed as she settled on a little perch/miniature porch swing that Marinette had made for her awhile ago. "Maybe you should give them a chance. Apparently this whole mess with Hawkmoth is what is bringing this up now, and not later like they had planned."
Marinette swallowed hard, just as her phone went off. Yanking the cell out of her pocket, she glanced at the caller id briefly before answering the call. "My parents aren't my parents!"
"Girl…that was the last thing I ever thought you would tell me." Alya's voice hummed over the line.
"Well, I just found out myself. And they did it the worst way possible...they had this man with them…that turns out to be my actual father!" Marinette whined as she sank into one of her lounge chairs.
"Well, maybe I should leave you to deal with your family drama instead of checking that you are going to eat lunch with us? Remember, lunch with you-know-who? Everyone even is making sure that there is a seat next to him for you…" Marinette imagined that her best friend was smirking right now.
"Ok… I am still coming. I don't care what they say. As class president I need to be there…to set an example. Umm, Chloe did show up, right?" Marinette played nervously with a loose strand of hair.
"Yeah…she's sitting across from Adrien. Not happy by the way…you get here when you can. If your, uh, parents put their feet down, call me and we'll continue without you."
"Thanks Alya. I highly doubt that they're going to put their feet down though. Be there in a jiffy. Bye." Marinette waited just long enough for Alya to bid her goodbye, before hanging up her cell.
Slipping it back into her pocket, she unlocked the trapdoor and climbed down to find the three adults still sitting in her room. Rolling her eyes at them, she moved to leave the small attic bedroom. "Right…while you guys talk about other ways to turn my life upside down, I am going to go join my friends for lunch."
King William promptly launched to his feet. "Oh no you don't. You are packing up your belongings and coming with me."
Marinette stiffened, her eyes blazing at the obvious order. "Listen…I do not understand entirely what's going on here…but I am my own person, and my friends and I have planned to go to lunch together and I am running late. I…am…going!" Marinette seized the trapdoor that lead down to the rest of the apartment.
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Tikki nibbled slowly on a chocolate chip cookie, feeling the same frustration that her Chosen was feeling at the moment. They had just placed the last of her belongings into the trunk of the long pitch black luxury limo. Apparently sneaking out wasn't an option since not only was the bakery closed for the day, but the king had stationed ten different bodyguards in and out of the bakery. Marinette fumed as she sent a text telling Alya that apparently she was expected to move in with her actual father, for her own 'safety'. King William hovered over her shoulder, a strong hand resting on her small shoulder. Pressing her lips together in a thin line, she shoved the phone back into her pocket.
Only for King William to cough, holding his hand out to her. "Phone. We need to fix it up so that we can use it to track your every movement. As well as secure the line."
Marinette felt her twitch with annoyance, before pulling the phone out and handing it to him. He quickly handed the cell to one of the guards, ordering him to secure it and get the best tracking devices installed. The chauffeur closed the trunk, before moving over and opening the door to the backseat in the limo. Marinette slid quickly, turning so as to glare out the heavily tinted window. King William slid in next to her, nodding as the chauffeur closed the door. A minute later the limo pulled out from in front of the bakery. Four different black unmarked vans blocked them in, each one full of bodyguards.
"I do not want you running around Paris wearing skintight spandex, doing anything dangerous. I am sure that this other hero can handle the monsters by himself." King William picked up two glasses of sparkling water up, holding one to her.
Tikki choked on her cookie upon hearing that. Marinette gawked at him for ten seconds, before exploding. "You can't do that! Chat can only capture akumas…he can't purify them! Only I can! That and they're not monsters! They are Hawkmoth's victims! Also known as Akumas! We are not fighting them! We are saving innocent lives!" Marinette took the glass, still fuming as she took a small sip. Surprise flickered through her upon realizing that it was strawberry flavored.
"Fille, please. It is for your own protection." King William moved to brush a loose strand of her hair back.
Marinette jerked away from him, a scowl crossing her face. "Don't call me that! You didn't even raise me! What kind of father just sends his daughter to live with his in-laws with no plans to get involved until now!?"
King William blinked, before swelling with fury, his glass clicking as he set it down. "Watch your tone fille. I am still your father…and your king." He paused a deep sadness flooding his eyes as he dropped his hand into his lap, his voice lowering. "I just want what's best for you."
"And I want is what's best for the people of Paris…which means being Ladybug!" Marinette barely registered that she was arguing with the king of France.
"Marinette Coccinelle Beaufort-Cheng! Once we get back to the palace…you are going to your room!" King William exploded.
Marinette crossed her arms, annoyance flashing in her eyes. "I don't even know where my room is at! I raised in a bakery…not the palace!"
Tikki gulped nervously as the two strong-headed royals glared at each other. Marinette whipped around to glare out of the window again. Fuming, King William turned to stare out of his own window.
Marinette suddenly spoke up, her voice questioning the king. "Ladybug?"
"What do you mean by that? I have made myself very clear on this subject."
"No…my middle name. Coccinelle, ladybug. Why is that?" Marinette glanced over at him, trying to hide that she was extremely interested in his reasoning.
"Your mother loved ladybugs. She kept telling me that if it was a girl, that we should name you Coccinelle. Anything else you want to know fille?"
Marinette didn't answer, turning to stare out the window yet again. Tikki sighed as she glanced between the two. Something told her that this was going to be a very long drive.
A/N: Done! Ok…so that all just happened. Marinette is more or less grounded from being Ladybug, and her middle name is the French word for ladybug.
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