In Which We Are All Tikki

Do you mind continueing the one shot you wrote about Marinette finding out about Randy? It's super interesting! :D Maybe she can figure out that DAnny and Jake are Phantom and Am Drag, respectively, but still be clueless about Adrien/Chat? Lol xD

*Note* A continuation of Ch. 3: A Ninja's Identity

Tikki was really starting to hate irony.

Right now she was glaring at the group of friends while Plagg munched on some Camembert next to her.

"I am so tempted to reveal everyone's identity right now." She muttered.

Marinette was currently trying hard not to turn into a tomato around the model, while he obliviously placed his hand on her shoulder and told her a joke.

The Americans were being bombarded by the force that is Alya and Nino laughed at his friends' misfortune.

"I thought you loved a good love story?" Plagg purred.

"I do!" Tikki sighed, "And our Chats and Ladies have always had the best ones."

"Buuuuut….?" Plagg prompted.

Tikki buzzed in frustration, making Plagg smirk. "But this is ridiculous! They've never been so STUBBORN! I've never seen them so oblivious in all their lifetimes and it's making me want to tear my wings out in frustration!"

"Mmhmm."

"They are RIGHT next to each other! I love a good love story but they should just KISS ALREADY!" She shrieked.

To her surprise, the black haired American Danny turned to look at them curiously.

Tikki squeaked and ducked down. Plagg waved at the boy before being pulled down by his tail.

"Hey!" He whined.

"What are doing?! How could you just let him see you?!" Tikki hissed shaking his shoulders.

Plagg floated away from her. "Duh. Didn't you just complain to me about Mari finding out the Americans identities?"

Earlier during the day, Mari had discovered Randy's identity as the Ninja all on her own. After meeting him once as a civilian no less. Tikki already knew about them, having pieces it together the week before. Then in the past hour, she's had two interventions with her holder in order to calm her down.

For the love of all things holy, Tikki couldn't understand how Mari could figure out the Americans but couldn't figure Adrien and Chat were the same.

"Well….yeah but-" she huffed, crossing her arms.

"You can't think of a good reason to avoid them, can you?" Plagg crooned.

Tikki pushed him away. "Go choke on some Gouda."

The cat kwami cackled.

"I just don't remember ever having a pair that had so much drama go on between them!" Tikki said, peeking back out at the group.

"What about Willy's friends?"

Tikki sighed, "Those two inspired one of the greatest romance clichés in history. Yet their adventures weren't nearly as tragic as Shakespeare wrote. They died of old age and their families were very good friends after the marriage."

"And what about Troy?"

"Just a misunderstanding that was solved quite quickly."

Plagg shook his head, "You're right. Their whole situation is ridiculous. This is why I prefer cheese over girls." He rubbed his whiskers on the slice in his hands.

Tikki made a sound of disgust, "You glutton. Why are you my friend again?"

"Cause you love me!"

"Hmmmmm…." Tikki hummed as she continued her spying.

Plagg pouted at her. "How'd she even figure out their identities in the first place?"

Tikki shrugged, "Their voices, hair, eyes, mannerisms. She put the clues together."

Plagg finally scarfed the slice of cheese down and sat next to Tikki, joining in on the spying. "And she hasn't done the same to my kitten."

"Nope." Tikki groaned in frustration and the two Parisian heroes reached for something at the same time and blushed.

Plagg was silent for a minute before he was struck by a genius idea.

"You knoooowww…." Plagg said cattily, "We could always get the Americans help for setting them up."

Tikki didn't say anything, but Plagg saw her antenna twitch.

"It couldn't make for the greatest love story ever heard!"

"I know what you're trying to do Plagg."

He flopped himself on her head and grinned upside down at her. "Is it working?"

Tikki frowned, "...yes."

Plagg flew up with a victorious shout.

"But every plan has to be run through me first!"

Plagg mock saluted her. "No promises!"

"PLAGG!"

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