*Hey readers! So sorry for the delay; alot has been going on! Anyways, to cut to the chase, I'll talk at the ending author's note, so here is the final epilogue for my Miraculous fanfic! Please R&R!*
*Also, I don't and will never own Miraculous Ladybug*
*BTW, sorry if this chapter's a little sloppy. I tried to update it ASAP.
To say that Marinette was excited was an understatement. She was beyond excited, she was estatic and overjoyed. After all, today Alya was going to get married after years of dating. Perhaps Marinette was even more excited than the bride herself when Nino put the ring on his girlfriend. Adrien had a similar reaction.
For the wedding, the couple had decided to make it underneath the Effiel Tower, the same place where he proposed. After the wedding, the surrounding area will become a dance floor. And of course, Alya and Nino's wedding attire had been designed by Marinette herself, while Adrien had taken care of all the financial business.
Now, Marinette was in Alya's dressing room, helping her dress up and calm down.
"Relax, Alya," she tried to reassure the bride. "You look absolutely stunning. Nino is going to fall hhead over heels for you!"
"I really hope so, Marinette," she replied, her voice cracking. "God, after all these years of dating and thinking about our future together, now, I'm starting to feel a bit unsteady about my choice."
"Listen," the designer started her lecture sternly. "Of all people that should be perfectly fine on their wedding, you really shouldn't be worrying. Ever since high school, you've always been the one carefully observing everyone's love life, yet you've never gave a single thought about your own. Nino loves you, and you love him, you guys are in Chinese term, 'Soul Mates,' and marrying him will be the best choice you can ever make. Got it?"
Alya took a deep breath. "Got it. Thanks, girl. You are definitely my savior."
Marinette giggled. "I'm just returning the favor after all those years you've at least attempted in helping me to stop stuttering over Adrien."
They both laughed, and finally, Alya looked in the mirror and gasped.
"Oh my god, Mari, this is the most stunning, gorgeous dress I've ever seen. It is absolutely beautiful!"
Marinette shrugged modestly. "Nah, it's the model that makes the dress glow."
The dress, made from the best fabric Marinette could find, was a light purple-ish lavender, instead of the traditional white color. It was decorated with glowing butterflies that seem to be fluttering whenever she moved. The dress could be described exactly as Alya; bold, sharp, and shining. Her ombre hair was put into a neat braid and then coiled into a bun, with a butterfly pin to secure it in place. On her head was a silver headband, attached with a long wedding veil covering her hazelnut eyes, now not hiding behind her glasses. Her black heels seemed to be smiling as she danced around in them.
"Thank you so much, Marinette!" Alya exclaimed tearfully. "This will most definitely be the most gorgeous thing I will ever wear!"
Marinette laughed and then gently pushed her towards the door.
"Come on now, Alya. Your prince Charming is waiting for you," she teased.
Once they got out, they met Adrien at a horse carriage outside. He stepped off the carriage and gave a mock bow.
"Let's go, Cinderella," he joked. "Your prince will be waiting for you at the ball." He first helped Alya up the carriage and then gave Marinette his hand.
"You too, M'lady," he gave another dramatic bow. Marinette giggled.
"Thank you, chaton." Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Alya whipped out her phone and snapped a picture of them. Leave it to Alya to always bring her phone with her, even on her wedding day.
As soon as they arrived at the front of the Effiel Tower, Alya's father took her arm. He walked her down underneath the Effiel Tower, where Nino was waiting. His eyes filled with tears after a glimpse at her. The wedding ceremony went by without any problems. Marinette's eyes scanned all the guests. She saw Alix and Kim sitting next to each other, not bickering as usual, but watching intently. Max was there as well, now looking exactly like a college professor would. Rose and Juleka were chatting happily with each other; they both became a beautiful young woman in their own way. Mylene and Ivan were holding hands lovingly as Sabrina took pictures of the wedding. To her surprise, Chloe and Nathenael were having a peaceful conversation, unlike the ones they had years ago. Chloe had turned into a more dignified, modest young lady. She had quieted down and as she grew up, realized the many mistakes she had made in high school. And after many apologies and tears, Chloe got invited to Alya's wedding, as well as everyone else in her high school class.
Finally, it was time for what all the girls were waiting for: the couple's first dance. They twirled and spun underneath the Effiel Tower, gazing into each other's eyes. Once their first song together was over, Alya held up her bouquet. Many girls cheered, hoping that they would catch it. With twinkling eyes, she threw it over to Marinette, who was happily chatting with Adrien about old memories. The bouquet landed onto her lap, almost perfectly. When the girl finally realized what happened, she turned a shade of red and silently screamed. Adrien gave a mischevious chuckle.
"Looks like you're the next to marry, M'lady," he teased, with a mysterious air in his voice. He gave a long glance at Alya, who quietly gave a nod. Alya gave a look toward her new husband, and he quickly gave a whisper to the musicans. They started playing some music, and one by one, the males and females paired up onto the dance floor. Adrien stood up.
"M'lady, how about we take a little swing up the Effiel Tower?" he suggested.
Marinette, who had been silently tapping her foot to the beat of the music while watching the dance, jumped at the sound of his voice.
"As much as I would love to, Chaton, I don't think we should do it during Alya and Nino's wedding right now. It might be a bit distracting for them," she confessed.
"Don't worry Princess. Alya already gave he approval." He looked over at Alya who sent over a thumbs up. Marinette glanced over at her, but slowly eating the idea.
"Well, in that case, let's go transform!" She quietly exited the dance floor with Adrien at hand.
"Tikki, spots on!"
"Plagg, claws out!"
"Now, shall we, Bugaboo?" He look her hand and kissed it. She smiled warmly. "Let's go."
Ladybug took out her yoyo to swing herslef up to the top of the Effiel Tower while Chat Noir got out his baton to extend it and lift him up. Once they reached the top, they settled down and got a seat.
"Wasn't their wedding the best?" Ladybug sighed dreamily. She looked up at the sky.
"Definitely," Chat agreed. "They had a reallly nice wedding."
Ladybug laughed. "It was almost ages ago when I still remember Alya insisting that Nino was just 'a brother' to her!"
"Oh, I remember that," Chat said, frowning. "That was the time I tried to set Nino up with you."
"Do you still regret doing that now?" Chat's ears perked up at the question. He had already known his answer.
"I will never reggret doing that."
Ladybug gave a side glance over at him. "And why's that?"
He took a deep breath. "If I had never helped Nino ask you on a date, then he would still probably have a crush on you. Then, without my help, he would have asked you out in a different way, which could lead you to falling for him. If I hadn't given him that horrible date idea, then I would have lived a life of regrets."
Ladybug looked at him curiously. "Regrets like what?"
He gave her a loving smile. "I would regret not being with the one woman I love. I would regret not being able to see her smile because of me. I would regret not being able to get her love as I continue giving her mines. And I would definitely regret not being able to say 'I love you' to her."
Ladybug's eyes glittered with love and pure joy.
"And I would have one more regret."
"And what would that be?"
"I would regret not being able to do this right now."
As ladybug's head slowly turned towards Chat Noir, she suddenly noticed that he had gotten down on one knee and held out a small box. So small that nothing would be able to fit inside. Nothing, she thought, that is nothing except...
Chat Noir opened the box, revealing a ring. Ladybug's eyes filled up with tears as her heart beat loudly and quickly.
And as he looked up to her, eyes that would always look at her with such love, passion, and joy, he said,
"My lady, Marinette, throughout all the years we've been together, I have never regretted a single moment with you. Fighting crime beside you have made a diffult and heavy task more enjoyable as I am able to see your beautiful smile. I had never had any trouble loving both sides of you, with and without your mask. I can never imagine my life without you next to my side and smiling. So please, Marinette, Will you please marry me and make me the happiest man alive?"
Through Marinette's eyes, it was as if color had bursted to life. Everything seemed to glow as the tears start falling down her cheeks; yet she was smiling. There was only one answer she could think of...
"Yes!"
*And finally, after four pretty long chapters, this is the end. Thank you so much to all my readers, followers, and favorites! I would have never gotten this far without you all! Now, before this story offically ends, I have a little author's note, totally unrelated to the story, that some people would like to read. Right now, if you have no feelings of depression, or don't want to have sad feelings right now, you can leave the story at this and if you have time, check out my other stories. For those who do want to read this part, it may contain some self-hate and depression, so just warning you all. This is something that I've been going through, so I want people that are struggling like me to listen.
So, I've never been really a social person. I always got nervous talking to people or doing school presentations. But I didn't really have problems fitting in or making friends in elementary school. It was when I transfer over to a different, higher class middle school that I started feeling like a misit. In sixth grade, I didn't felt smart anymore. I failed over and over again. But the worst part wasn't failing; it was not having someone I trust to talk to. I felt as though I was all alone in the world, and nobody even tried to help. When I got to seventh grade though, I started getting used to being alone. Nobody bullied me, nor did they try to even talk to me. I forced myself to believe that I was happy. I made myself believe that even if I was invisible in school, I wasn't at home. So I was pretty happy when school ended. Until, I started to realize something. My siblings started taking me out of their conversations, my mom was really angry at me for not being responsible and helping with chores although I was the youngest and she stopped talking to me unless she needed to. My dad had always neglected me from the start. I had begun to think that my existance was fading, that I didn't matter. Every night, I cried, feeling worthless, feeling lonely and invisible. I knew that sometimes, when I cry and one of my family members ask if I'm crying, I can say that I just had allergies and they would believe me. I fely so horrible because nobody knew that I was lying; nobody cared about how broken I felt on the inside. Sometimes, I felt like I was wearing a mask, one that everybody saw and nobody tried to look through. Whenever I saw a sharp object, I would always imagine it in my hands and through me. The thought scared me; I didn't want to die yet, even through my inside misery. But I thought of running away. I knew that if I ran away, nobody would notice until at least two hours later. I could always call home and lie about a late bus. But I refused to do it.
Okay, so right now, I'm getting pretty deep into my life story, and you guys might be thinking I'm overreacting. But whatever the case, whether you have a similar struggle or not, you have to remember: You are not alone. If you think that no one cares, it's not true. People care about you, whether they have a hard time showing it or not. One of my mistakes was not talking to anybody about my problems and letting it sit inside of me. Nobody is worthless; losing you would mean losing a really special person in this world. Life is full of problems; but there is always a solution. Everything will get better. You are never unnoiticed, many people see that unique spark inside of you glow. Believe that you can stay strong. And always remember that you are never alone.
So, that's all I have to say now. Sorry if it's a bit long and boring. But I promise, if any of you readers need someone to talk to and you can't find anybody, you can alway PM me here, I will gladly listen. Thank you for your suport!
~The Author of Fanfiction :)