I regret nothing.

I do not own anything Miraculous Ladybug.

Adrien decided that it was never worth getting advice from a god of bad luck, because it would always come back to bite you in one way or another. Sure, Marinette loved her gift, but now Adrien struggled to pay attention as his eyes kept wanting to wander back to her. Every time he did, though, his heart would get the same squeezing sensation that he usually associated with Ladybug. Except now it was as accompanied by a slight thrill that whispered, "Mine." every time he also caught sight of those gosh darn black cat ears.

At least now it was lunch time, and he could look at her without looking like a total idiot.

Alya was also looking at Marinette and admiring her new headwear. "I swear girl, all you need now is a leather jacket and some boots and you'd make a great Chat Noir cross-play!"

She laughed. "I know, check meow-t."

Adrien choked on his drink. "I'm sorry, what was that?"

"You feline okay there Adrien?" she asked, impish grin on her face.

"I thought you hated puns," he said faintly.

She flicked her headband. "Cat ears. It's purr-actically mandatory."

Alya and Nino had still yet to pick their mouths up off the floor, which left Adrien as the only one to respond and he was a half circuit short of a major brain malfunction. Adrien was all but dead, which left Chat to take over. "Cat-itude is everything in the delivery of a good pun."

She tossed her hair and shot him a killer smirk. "I'm paw-sitive that I have what it takes, but I'm open to suggestions if you have any."

His face was burning with the blush he knew had enveloped him, but he held up his hand all the same. "Let me put my thinking cat on."

"Wait a mew-ment, I thought I was the one with the thinking cat on?" Marinette said, pointing to her headband once more.

Adrien crossed his arms, to try and hold back his sudden irrational urge to grab her and pull her close. "You think you're pretty hiss-terical right now, don't you?"

Marinette was acting completely oblivious to his one-sided meltdown. "Oh fleas, you know I'm funny."

This was the best day of his life. He thought the birthday girl was supposed to be the one receiving the gifts, not giving them. "Yeah right, that one was cat-astrophic."

"Mew-y well then. Why don't you show me a classic?" Marinette challenged.

Nothing beat Shakespeare and cats. He'd been wanting to use this one for a while. "Tabby or not tabby? That is the question."

"Pet mew were just waiting to use that one."

"Mew, know it," Adrien affirmed.

"Copy-cat!" she declared with an accusatory finger.

"That's not even a pun!" Ha! He'd won! As the victor, he should demand a kiss from the loser. Wait. No. Bad idea. Where had that even come from?

Marinette crossed her arms and scowled. Gosh darnit, she was still cute. It was the cat ears fault. Definitely that cat ears' fault that he was suddenly finding her this adorable. "Is too."

"Is not."

"Is too!" Marinette turned to Nino beseechingly. "Come on, take meow side."

Nino shook his head. "Who are you and what have you done with my childhood friend?"

Alya swatted him. "No, tell them to continue. This is gold."

Adrien and Marinette whipped around to the forgotten brunette to see her holding her phone up, not even trying to be discreet. Marinette immediately flushed red and began to flail. "You were recording this?!"

"This is for progenies sake," Alya said, a wicked gleam in her eyes.

Adrien felt his joy and tight something in his gut disappear as he saw her phone. "You can't post that on the internet. My father would not be pleased."

"Relax, sunshine. I'm not going to post it."

Marinette eyed her suspiciously. "Then just what are you planning to do with it?"

"One day when you two are both rich and famous, well Marinette gets rich and famous- you'll just get richer and famous-er- I'm going to send this two you in an email one day to keep you humble and remind you to think of all us little people that you left behind."

"So you're going to blackmail us with it?" Marinette asked dryly.

"Only for the greater good."

Adrien was impressed with Alya's ability to keep a straight face as he and Marinette stared her down, and maybe just a little bit terrified.

Nino was the one to finally break the silence. "Dude, I knew you were into puns, but when did you infect Marinette?"

This was, in my opinion, the only appropriate response to the prompt "puns". At least where these two are involved XD