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Week One

Marinette's House, 7:00 PM, Sunday

"This is our first mission? Too easy."

Adrien agreed. "Do you know how much torture it is to see Nino mooning over her every single freaking day?"

Marinette groaned. "And Alya is still in the denial stage. Ugh, they make me sick. We need them together so I don't barf all over my homework."

"Bugaboo, I don't think that's gonna help you…"

Marinette stared at him incredulously, her nose wrinkling. "...Bugaboo?"

Adrien shrugged. "Well, yeah! You're Ladybug, so bugaboo makes sense!"

Marinette reached over to pat his head. "You are such a dork, kitty."

"Well, what are we waiting for? C'mon, let's start!" Adrien whipped out a set of high-tech walkie talkies and a large pile of other high-quality, expensive spy gear. "Adrien, how did you…"

He laughed. "Thank God for rich parents, y'know?" Even if they're never around…

"Right!" Marinette clapped her hands in an effort to dispel the sudden tension. "Let's get started."

Collège Françoise-Dupont, 7:30 AM, Monday

"Nino spotted outside the door. He seems to be waiting for someone. Commence action? Over."

"Chat, why are you talking like that?"

"...What? I thought it'd be cool."

Marinette groaned audibly over the speaker. "No, it really isn't."

Adrien paused, and Marinette was sure he was pouting. "Fine, I guess I won't...for now!"

Marinette slapped her forehead, before noticing Alya nearing the door. "Wait, I see her. We should probably arrive there as well, I don't wanna be late again."

"How are you always late? You live right next to the school."

"...whatever. C'mon, let's just get to them already."

Trying to act normal, Marinette casually strolled over to Alya. "Alya! Hey!"

The brunette turned to her. "Hey, girl! Wow, you're actually not late for once!"

Marinette glared at her. "Ha ha, very funny." Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Adrien beckoning her over. She quickly pushed Alya over to the school doorway. "C'mon! If you said I wouldn't be late, you shouldn't either."

They ran into Adrien and Nino, who were coincidentally loitering by the door. Upon seeing Alya, Nino brightened considerably and blushed slightly. Marinette winked at Adrien, who nodded. "Ohhhh, whoops! I forgot! I have a project with Mari that's due today! We need to go to Ms. Bustier right now! See you later!" With that, Adrien grabbed Marinette's arm and pulled her away, leaving Alya and Nino blushing at each other.

Marinette squealed quietly as they turned a corner. "Oh my god, they're so cute!"

Adrien turned to her in full fanboy mode. "I know, right! Things are going so well! They'll totally be together by the end of the day!"

"You have your earpiece on?"

Adrien turned his head, displaying the small black device near his ear. "Yep. Just to be clear though, I can only really hear your voice. If Alya says anything, you're going to have to repeat it if you want me to hear."

"This is mostly for whispering, right? You sit in front of me, you should be able to hear some of it without a mic."

Adrien nodded. "Yep, now let's get going, it's nearly homeroom."

Ms. Bustier's Room, 11:00 AM, Monday

Adrien and Marinette sighed, dejected.

"Did I miss something, or did you guys really not discuss the exchange at all?" Adrien murmured.

Mari groaned. "I tried, but she wouldn't stop changing the subject…"

Adrien laughed tiredly. "And whenever I tried to mention it to Nino, he would blush and be reduced to incoherent babbling."

"So all we've figured out from this morning is that Alya is so stubborn it's stupid and Nino is too cowardly to ask Alya out." Marinette said exasperatedly.

Adrien groaned in response.

"...Should we try lunch? My mom makes the best spaghetti."

Adrien nodded, slowly regaining his energy. "Yeah, that'd...actually be a great idea! Lady and the Tramp style!"

"Aww, that'd be so sweet! We would, like, leave them alone while they eat each other's faces, it'd be so romantic!"

Adrien stared at her, an exasperated smirk on his face. "Eat each other's faces? Marinette, seriously? How juvenile can you get?" he giggled.

Marinette glared at him. "Shut it, kit-kat. I can say whatever I want."

"Kit-kat?"

"..." The glare Marinette sent him was enough to make him panic.

"Alright, alright," Adrien backed up, resigned. "You win. Now are we gonna execute this plan or what?"

Marinette smirked. "Thought you'd never ask."

Adrien's House, 4:00 PM, Monday

"UGHHHH."

"Dammit…" Marinette groaned, holding her head in her hands. "That didn't work out at all."

"How were we supposed to know that Nino would be such a messy eater? Heck, I don't even think his mom would try to even go near him, he looked so gross."

Marinette shook her head sadly. "Poor Alya."

They met each other's eyes, resolution crossing their faces. "They'd better do something interesting tomorrow. Seriously. I swear to God, they're gonna do something stupid and we won't be able to help them."

Adrien nodded. "Umm…" he said, trying to be positive. "Well, my mum always said 'If Plan A doesn't work, there's still 25 more letters in the alphabet'..."

His eyes flashed with sadness before returning to their usual cheerful state. "So come on, let's plan this! We'll get them together by the end of the week, I know it!"

Marinette smiled, encouraged by his enthusiasm. "Yeah…! Let's do this!"

Together, the two teens planned through the night, waiting for their plans to execute flawlessly.

Marinette's House, 7:30 AM, Friday.

Marinette slumped over her chocolate croissant. It was already Friday, and Alya and Nino hadn't even gotten close yet.

The bell rang outside in the shop, and she rose from her seat tiredly to meet Adrien at the door. "Ready?"

Marinette groaned frustratedly. "Yeah...Ugh! They are so stupid it hurts to look at them! It's been a week, Adrien, is this really gonna work out? Maybe they're just not meant to be."

Adrien grabbed her shoulders. "Mari! We can't think like that! We can't give up on them! That's not what we're all about!"

Mari sighed. "Well, yeah, I know, but still...Ugh, can I just lock them in a cage or something? That's probably the only way we'd ever be able to get them together."

Adrien laughed. "Sorry buginette, but I'm pretty sure that's illegal. Although, I could probably arrange something with them in the zoo…?"

"Kitty, we're not locking them with the lions."

Adrien blanched. "No way! No, we just get them together at the zoo! Wh-why would I do that?!"

Mari sighed. "Alright, we'll try the zoo. But if nothing happens, we should give up. It isn't right to force two people together, even if…" Her sigh is audible, and her voice is starting to waver, "...they're so freaking adorable can they just get together already please."

Adrien laughs. That's more like the Marinette he lo-likes. Stop it, Agreste.

The Paris Zoo, 10:00 AM, Saturday

"Marinette! It's too early for this, it's a Saturday…"

Marinette grinned as she tugged her friend along. "Nonsense, Alya! It's a fine day and what better than to spend it with your best friends?" Her ladybug-patterned dress, one that she made herself, fluttered in the breeze. Red ribbons tied her hair into her signature pigtails. To be honest, she was just as excited to see Adrien than to get her friends together.

"...True, true."

They neared the entrance, where they met with a waving Adrien and Nino, who was clutching four tickets. Marinette's heart fluttered when she realized Adrien was wearing the cat sweatshirt that she had sewn for him.

"Yo, dudes, I got the tickets! Here-" He dropped the tickets into Marinette's and Adrien's palms, before handing one to Alya. Adrien and Marinette tried to stifle their giggles when Nino accidentally brushed Alya's hand and turned bright red.

Alya grinned at him, causing his heart to palpitate further. "Thanks!"

Marinette grinned at their adorableness before grabbing Alya's and Adrien's arms. "C'mon guys, what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

With that, Marinette dragged her friends, giggling, through the park.

-o-

Marinette sighed. Things were going...great, honestly. Alya and Nino were talking a lot, which was always a good sign. At one point, Alya had even flirted with him, judging from his bright red cheeks after the conversation.

The four friends were giggling over ice cream when they heard a scream emitting from somewhere in the park. Marinette stood up, her body instantly in surveying-mode. "What do you think's going on?"

Alya and Nino, still heartily enjoying their ice cream, shrugged. But Adrien stood up quickly as well. "We'd better go check it out."

Nino looked worried. "Aw, come on, Mari, do you have to run off whenever there's trouble? Honestly, does it matter?"

Marinette glared at him. "Yes, it does. Innocent people could be getting hurt!"

Alya gave her a pleading look, which made Marinette soften. "What Nino's trying to say is that it's really dangerous to just dance out into the scene when we don't even know what's happening. They might have a gun, Mari. We don't want you to be hurt."

Marinette sighed. "I know, I know. But both Adrien and I have gotten self-defense training from my dad. You know that. Besides, I have some of his old police gear, see?"

She tugged on her bag, revealing a couple pairs of brass knuckles.

Alya stared. "So that's why you've always been lugging around that bag."

Marinette grinned slightly, before turning back to the source of the scream. "C'mon Adrien, let's see what's happened."

Alya quickly stood up, pulling Nino up with her. "Wait! Girl, you know we're coming along. This is perfect for my new blog!"

The bluenette signed. "Fine, but stay back. You and Nino don't have any training, and God knows what's happened."

With that, the four teens ran to the scene.

When they got there, all they could see was a cloud of dust. "Stay back," Marinette warned. Alya and Nino backed up a bit, the former excitedly blabbering to her camera, while Adrien fished a couple of bandanas from his pocket. He tied one around his mouth and nose before handing Marinette one. "So we can breathe" was his explanation.

Alya finally finished her (way too enthusiastic) monologue and swung the camera around to face the others. "Alright, so how are you doing this?"

Marinette grimaced under her "mask". "We're just gonna go in and check out what's happened. If you hear anything...er, crazy, run. Alya, your life comes before your blog, okay?"

Alya nodded reluctantly. "Fine…"

With that, Marinette and Adrien darted into the dusty cloud, strapping on their brass knuckles.

-o-

Once the two got deeper into the dust cloud, the debris cleared slightly, revealing two figures shrouded in dust. Slowly, the cloud cleared to reveal two older teens, one leaning on a motorcycle. Their shirts seemed to be spray-painted with a purple butterfly.

So that's what caused all of this dust…

They swallowed, noticing the unconscious bodies on the ground. Adrien reached over to grip Marinette's hand, squeezing it tightly.

"Before you ask, no, they aren't dead."

The one leaning on the motorcycle straightened, and both younger teens tensed at the sound of his voice.

"What did you do to them?"

Adrien's voice was low and deadly quiet. Fury was starting to collect from the bottom of his stomach and spread through his body.

The other one laughed and pulled a sheet of seemingly white fabric out of his pocket.

"Chloroform," Marinette whispered under her breath, growing paler by the second.

"We are part of the great Akuma, and we have come to liberate everyone from this cruel modern society. Join us and you will have all of your heart's desires."

Marinette and Adrien backed up. "N-no, we won't let you do this!" Her voice wavered, and Adrien suddenly realized how truly terrified she was.

The two sneered. "What's making you stop us?" One pulled a club from behind him and the other pulled out a long, metal pipe. Adrien's eyes widened. Suddenly, the situation seemed much more dangerous.

They took a step forwards, and Marinette opened her mouth. Surprisingly, all that came out was a resounding "SCATTER!"

With that, she and Adrien ran.

-o-

As soon as they burst out of the dust cloud that was quickly dissipating from their motion, they ran smack into Alya and Nino.

Alya put down her camera, worry etched on her face. "Hey, what happened?"

Marinette yanked her arm. "No time to explain! We gotta go-"

"HEY, WHERE THE HELL ARE THOSE KIDS? YOU CAN RUN, BUT YOU CAN'T HIDE!"

The four friends blanched, and they ran.

As they ran, Marinette had a haunting thought. "Adrien, what are they gonna do if they can't find us? There are too many people here and the police probably aren't gonna show up for another few minutes. What if someone else gets hurt?"

Adrien's face hardened. "We'd better go back, then."

Alya's face whipped to them. "You are not going back there! He had a freaking club, girl, if you get hurt I don't know what I'd do!"

Marinette's eyes glazed over. "I'm sorry guys," was her only comment before she yanked Alya and Nino in an empty cage, slammed the door, and ran.

Adrien could only grin sheepishly at a hysterical Alya before running after her.

-o-

When he finally caught up to her, she was rummaging in the bag while running as fast as she could. "They've got clubs and sticks, so our fists will only do so much. Here-" she said, tossing him a metal cylinder, "-this'll help. I can't work with staffs very well compared to you, so I'm gonna see if there's anything else-"

"HEY, THERE THEY ARE! LET'S GO GET 'EM!"

Adrien had very limited time to open the cylinder to reveal a shining silver staff. Quickly, he parried the oncoming attacks from the staff-wielding teen, all the while chanting quick taunts to the other.

Oh God, he's giving me a small window of time, I have to hurry! Beads of sweat rolled down her face as she desperately checked the pockets, praying for something to help her.

Adrien wasn't doing too bad. He managed to finally knock the staff to the ground and quickly punched the older teen in the gut, leaving him heaving. Before he could recover from the quick-paced fight, however, the air around him rushed into his ears. He whipped around his head only to see the wooden club inches from his face-

-and then stopping. Refocusing his eyes, he realized that there was a red yoyo wrapped around the club. Following the thin string, he saw Marinette, wide eyed, clutching onto the yoyo string. Wasting no time, he quickly backed away and promptly kicked the other teen in the groin. The teen doubled over, groaning.

With both teens pretty much immobile, it didn't take much for Marinette to tie their hands together with her yoyo string before the police came. Satisfied, she stood up.

Suddenly, Marinette's eyes widened as she finally registered the scene in front of her. "We...we did it!" She pulled Adrien into a tight hug, relief and happiness coursing through her system.

Adrien relaxed, his face red, and pulled away, only to hold out his fist. She complied.

"Pound it!"

-o-

When they ran back to the cage Nino and Alya were in, they found them in a very...suggestive position. Marinette laughed out loud while Adrien made a low whistle.

The other two teens jumped apart, blushing furiously.

"Nino's like a brother to me, my ass."

Alya glared at her friend, cheeks red. Meanwhile, Adrien was hugging Nino tight, clearly displaying his inner fangirl. "Aww, bro, I'm so proud of you! It's taken you forever!"

Nino, clearly uncomfortable, only nodded.

Marinette brightened. "Hey, to celebrate, how about chocolate croissants and macarons? My treat!"

The others cheered, and together, they raced off to Marinette's house.

Marinette's House, 7:00 PM, Saturday

"Ahh, Mari, your mom's food is the best."

Alya slouched on the couch, rubbing her stomach contentedly. "Seriously, girl, how does your mom do it?"

Suddenly, her phone chimed repeatedly, almost falling off the table. Quickly, the redhead caught it before unlocking her screen. She almost promptly squealed with joy.

"Ohmigosh! Mari! I posted the video of you guys on the blog, and it's pretty much gone viral!"

Mari peered at the screen and blanched. 100,000 views?!

Nino grinned, throwing an arm around his girlfriend's shoulders. "Dude, you guys are famous now!"

Alya looked back at the screen. "See, everyone's raving about you guys! They're calling you Ladybug and Chat Noir!"

"Chat Noir?" Adrien walked over to the couch. "Hey, I kinda like that!"

Alya blinked, and she suddenly glared at Marinette, abruptly remembering all of the things they had slighted in wake of her and Nino's new relationship.

"You! You locked me in a cage with Nino and went off to fight those...those delinquents and you expect me to just blow this off?!"

Marinette grinned sheepishly. "Yeah, well…I mean, we did end up beating them up and we got you two together, so...forgiven?"

Alya's glare softened. "Yeah, true...wait, what'd you say?"

Adrien's eyes widened, catching her mistake. "W-what she means is, you guys got together, so yeah?"

Alya surveyed over their (clearly guilty) faces. "Aha! You guys tried to match us together! Giiirl, why didn't you tell me?" She glared playfully at them while Nino matched with an amused "Yeah, not cool, dude."

Adrien and Marinette looked at each other before shrugging slightly. Why not?

"Well, you asked for it…"

Adrien, grinning, pulled out his chart paper and Marinette grabbed a pencil.

"We'll show you…"

MISSION ONE COMPLETE

A/N: haaaaah. That took so long and is going in so many different directions than I had originally planned. Oh well. :/

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