Hey guys! I'm writing on my computer for better spell check and stuff, so tell me how you like it! After I write this, I'm going to write What if I Fail and then I'll write a seasonal special! So, check in for those this week! ;) WARNING: This is a sappy story with tons of descriptions! I got this idea after I read a certain story and watched a certain story. Two words: Prince Ali. Now without further ado... our feature presentation!

No POV

Peter slammed his book shut and pounded on the table. 'Why can't life be as accepting as that?' He thought to himself. He had just finished reading Aladdin; a story of a street rat and a princess falling in love, despite their differences. Peter was a poor boy whose mother had just enough money to feed, clothe, shelter, and educate her son. Collège Françoise Dupont was the name of his high school and he was in the same class as a girl that he'd grown fond of. Every day, he'd pass by her place in hopes to see her at her balcony. When she was there, he reminded her of a true princess. Once or twice, she had caught him staring and waved or smiled to him. Little known to this girl, Peter always blushed when she gave him her heart-melting smile and sighed, dreamily.

'One day.' He would tell himself as he'd continue walking, 'One day I'll have my princess.' But today was different. He would never have his princess. He would never have Marinette.

Marinette's POV

I twirl my pencil in my hand and click my tongue against the roof of my mouth. I think about the day's events and jot them down in my diary every afternoon. I look out my window at the breathtaking view of Paris's sunset and decide that I'd get better inspiration on my balcony. I leave my bed and skip up the stairway that leads to the balcony. As I reach the top, I rush to the railing and gaze out at the sunset. I sigh with content and rest my chin on my closed fist. I start to drift off into daydream mode, with someone pops up in front of my face.

"Good evening, my princess!'

"AH!" I stumble back and scream with surprise.

"Oh, I beg your pardon! I didn't mean to frighten you! Here, let me help you up!" He climbs over my railing and outstretches his hand to me. As he does this, I take in the sight. It's a boy, about my age, with a costume that looks straight out of a storybook with folds and drapes of silky material. The outfit is black, paired with a hat. His brown hair is a ruffled mess and he wears an apologetic grin. I slowly take his hand and allow him to help me to my to my feet.

"W-who are you?" I ask cautiously. He brings me closer to him with my hand and we're inches apart at the face.

"That doesn't matter. What does matter is that you're my princess!"

"Me? A princess? I'm the farthest thing from a p-princess!" I say nervously as an unwanted heat comes to my cheeks.

"Oh, Marinette! You are beautiful; gorgeous! You're kind, caring, and compassionate! You are creative and inspirational and I want you to come with me!"

"I-I'm flattered, really, but I can't come with you. How did you even get up here?" I question. He steps back to a more socially acceptable distance and snaps his fingers. Something sweeps us up off the ground and I squeak.

"I have a magic carpet!" I examine the beautifully crafted rug under us and try to comprehend how I'm floating on a carpet.

"May I have your name?" I ask.

"How rude of me! I go by the name of Aladdin." I gasp in bewilderment at his comment.

"L-like the story?! How?!"

"Again, that doesn't matter. I just want you to come with me, to be my princess. Will you accept my offer?" I hesitate, trying to think of a plan, but can't help but give in in the end.

"I'd love to."

"Wonderful! Hold on tight!" He exclaims as we take off from my balcony. I cling to his waist in an effort to stay on. "Now, we can hardly do anything with this modern city, can we? Let's change that!" He begins to zap buildings, people, stores, etcetera. I don't say anything, thinking that this all must be a dream, and I look at his creations. To me, it seems as if he's turning Paris into an Arabian paradise! I strain my eyes to see the people down below in cloaks, carrying baskets and scrolls instead of take-out food and cell phones.

"We're here!" Aladdin says as we land on top of a building. He helps me off the carpet.

"City Hall?"

"Not for long!" He zaps it and it turns into a palace. I smile a bit at its captivating beauty, but shake off the grin. "Now, my princess needs a costume change!" I gasp and take a step back. He zaps me and I close my eyes. Upon opening them, I'm faced with a full-length mirror and my reflection. I gape at the outfit I'm in. I'm wearing something similar to the princess's revealing getup in the story, but it's red with gold accessories. My hair is curled loosely and is in a half up-half down do. A rose rests on the right side of my face tucked away in my dark hair. I must admit, I look kinda nice, but I could never get used to it. Aladdin peeks around the mirror with a broad smile.

"You look lovely, Marinette!" I catch a glimpse of a shiny crown in his left hand as he extends his right to my cheek. He caresses it, gently and I slightly step back.

"U-Uh, thanks... I guess? So, what now?"

"Now? I want you to enter my palace and become my princess!" He holds out the crown to me and spins me around. Now his back is facing the edge and I'm in front of him. He smiles at me again and I catch a glimpse of a familiar superhero behind him. He signals for me to be quiet and I turn my attention back to the so-called-street rat.

"Of course. Anything for you." I take the crown out of his hand and place it on my head with a fake smile. He takes my hand and leads me inside. I put a thumb up behind my back directed at Cat Noir as we go out of view.

Cat Noir's POV

I sneak into the other room directly behind Marinette and the akumatized villain. When I enter, I see a giant room with pillars, couches, baskets of fruit, cloths draped everywhere and Marinette on a couch. I dive behind a tall pillar to avoid being seen and formulate a plan. I glance around and see a loose rope hanging beside a cloth from the ceiling. Deciding on what to do, I sneak up to a railing and walk along it. I nearly slip and I see Marinette gasp. Aladdin starts to turn around, but Mari acts fast.

"No!" She grabs his chin, redirecting him to her, and kisses him. I exhale quietly and reach the end of the small railing sticking out of the wall.

"Here goes nothing," I mutter. Jumping, I grab the rope, sweep down, and grab Marinette from the discount Aladdin.

"Hey!" He shouts in annoyance. I land on a floor that leads into another room. I grab Mari's hand and shove the curtains out of the way, sprinting through the bedroom. Marinette trips over a pillow on the floor, causing the crown placed on her head to tumble across the floor.

"Oof! Sorry!"

"It's fine, Marinette! Hurry up!" I help her to her feet and rush over to a window. "Do you trust me?"

"What?"

"Do you trust me?" I repeat with haste.

"Y-yes."

"Then jump!" We leap from the window and I extend my staff to the ground. We vault over building after building until we get stopped by our foe. I'm knocked off balance and stumble back, landing on my back and tossing Marinette. She lands a few feet away from me with a thud. I hop to my feet, only to find that Mari's been snatched up again. I strain to see in the dark as Marinette struggles to get out of his arms.

"Let her go!" I yell. He doesn't pay attention as he looks at Marinette. A sudden light appears, traveling from his head to hers.

"I wish to see into your mind. I need to see if you love me." I can make out Marinette's weak expression as she squeezes her eyes shut tight. The beam of light fades and Aladdin searches her face. "You... you don't love me, Marinette! Or should I call you by another name?" Mari gasps and struggles to get out of his arms.

"Don't! Help, Cat Noir!" I reach for my staff, but it's not there.

"Looking for this?" The foe asks as he tauntingly swings my staff in his hand. "Well, too bad!" With a zap, a glowing, golden, frame in formed around me. He then turns back to the fear filled girl in his arms. "Now, what were we talking about? Oh, right! Your other name!"

"I..." She glances over at me quickly, "I don't know what you mean!"

"Yes, you do. You're no princess, but your alter-ego can be found in storybooks all the same."

"Ugh! Let go of me!" She says as she struggles again.

"You know, you don't belong with me. You belong with your partner!" She becomes entrapped in the same spell I am and is thrown in my direction. She smacks into my chest and we go toppling over.

"Partner?" I ask. "What does he mean?" Marinette tries to get to her feet, but trips again and lands on-top of me yet again.

"I-I... I didn't... he can't..." She stutters, helplessly.

"She knows who she is! This pathetic girl is your little bug!" Marinette props herself up and I stare up at her.

"Ladybug?!"

"I didn't want you to find out this way! I-I don't... I'm so... so sorry." She whispers. We stare into each other's eyes as I try to wrap my head around everything. I suddenly realize that we're still on the ground and peek around her head.

"GET OUT OF THE WAY!" I shout as I shove Marinette off me and out of the way. We both tumble over again and are missed by the blast. We both stand up. "We need Ladybug!" She nods.

"TIKI, SPOTS ON!" She shouts. With a flash of light, she transforms, but something's off. "Huh?" She asks, perplexed. I look at her costume, but for some reason, the only thing that changed was the color of the getup she wears. It is now red with black spots paired with her mask. She facepalms.

"Well that was unexpected!" I say. She looks at me with a glare and then turns her attention to the task at hand.

"Lucky charm!" Her yo-yo spins and brings down a... a...

"What's that?" I ask. She examines the strange object.

"It's... a lamp? Hmm..." She glances around and then snaps her fingers. She rubs the lamp and it begins to glow. Suddenly, a genie appears out of the golden container.

"You called?"

"A GENIE!" I shout. Ladybug nods.

"I wish for Aladdin to stay in his place."

"As you wish." With that, the akuma victim freezes and Ladybug struts over to him. She grabs a handkerchief out of his pocket and rips it in half.

*TIME SKIP* (the next night)

No POV

So yeah. That's the story of the latest akuma villain. Bye for now, Diary. Marinette writes in her diary. She hears a bang on her window and yelps, slamming her diary closed. She looks over to see someone at her window, wearing a broad smile. She storms over to the it and throws it open.

"STUPID CAT!" She exclaims. "YOU SCARED ME TO DEATH!" He just laughs and hops into the warm room.

"Sorry, M'lady! I thought I'd check up on you!" He says with a playful tone. "We had quite a night last night! If I'm not mistaken, you got a lovely makeover." Mari blushes and scowls in embarrassment.

"You're hesitating!" Cat Noir points out.

"Am not!" She retorts as she turns her back.

"Whatever you say... Princess!" He teases as he steps closer. Marinette, now furious at her partner, turns around fast. They lock lips, but don't pull back in surprise. Instead, they linger for a moment, closing their eyes. When they pull apart, they're both flustered and red at the face.

"Well..." Cat Noir says. "That's not the o-only reason I came b-by..."

"R-really? Why th-then?"

"To tell you something important. Plagg, claws in." A green flash of light effects Mari's vision, but she adjusts. Plagg appears and falls to the ground. Marinette and Adrien, being sympathetic, reach down to try to catch the Kwami. Alas, with a combination of Marinette's clumsiness and Cat Noir's bad luck, they bump heads and get knocked back.

"Sorry!" They shout at once as they look up to meet each other's eyes. Marinette stands frozen in her place as she takes in the sight set before her.

"A-Adrien?" She whispers. He rubs the back of his neck.

"Hehe, surprise... Princess?"

"I don't know what to say!"

"Well then, don't say anything."

"Well, I have one thing to say..."

"What?" Marinette giggles and shrugs.

"I guess they all lived happily ever after!"

AWW! That was sweet! Just so you know, it's 1:12 am and I started this at 9:30 pm. Crazy, right? Well, I apologize, but I can't get the shout-outs up. If you're wondering, it's the same people as the last chapter! Lol

Thanks guys for reading and supporting!

Love ya!