No Filter

"I think she'd be better off here till she sobers up."

Marinette frowned, eyes still closed, as she did her best to focus on the voice coming from her left.

"That would be best. I can transform her when you catch the Akuma and she can cleanse it for you, but it's probably best if she doesn't fight like this," a much higher pitched voice said from somewhere above her head.

As she tried to concentrate on exactly where that voice was coming from she could feel a slight sensation like a bug floating above her nose and she found in her half conscious state that she didn't like it at all. She swatted her hand to dislodge it from near her face and the high pitched voice squeaked suddenly.

"She's waking up!" someone said to her right.

Marinette opened her eyes, squinting in the dim light she wasn't yet accustomed to. From what she could tell she was lying out on her bed, early evening light shining through her skylight and silhouetting the two figures hovering above her. Slowly they came into focus enough for her to identify them. At which point she blinked excessively in confusion. Because they were both Chat and that wasn't possible.

"What?" she mumbled.

"Are you okay?" the boy on her left asked in concern.

"What do you remember?" the one on the right added.

"Um," she started, sitting up and looking from one to the other as she cast her mind back, "We were fighting an Akuma that looks a lot like me, Replicator, right?"

Both boys sighed in unison, seemingly relieved that she remembered.

"You swung into a building," the left Chat said, turning so he was sitting crossed legged next to her instead of kneeling, "Your pain medication has you pretty messed up."

"I-he-we tried to distract her to give you enough time to get up again...but you didn't. I-we weren't paying attention and got hit."

"So there's two of us," the other Chat added, also relaxing back instead of kneeling stiffly, "And we've already gotten over our fight about who's the real Chat and who's a copy so..."

"I told them they're both the real Chat," Tikki added, giggling, "they weren't impressed."

They both glared at the little red kwami as Marinette watched.

"So," the heroine started slowly, trying to wrap her mind around the latest events, "I hit my head...and woke up with two boyfriends?"

The right-side Chat snickered. "Pretty much."

"Did I die and go to heaven?" she blabbed out before slapping a hand up to her mouth to silence herself in horror.

"What?" both boys said in unified shock.

"Oh," Marinette said, glancing down at the hand she had flung across her face as she pulled it away, realising something, "My mouth doesn't hurt."

"You healed up when you transformed," Tikki said, looking awkwardly at the shocked boys for a moment, "It's one of your perks. Unfortunately, the drugs will stay in your system a bit longer. I can't speed up the rest of your metabolism so you're still going to be out of it for a while."

"Awww," she whined, glancing at the boys, "that'll put them off wanting to make out with me." Again she clapped her hand over her mouth as if it wasn't already too late to take back the words.

Both of the Chats glanced at each other with wide, stunned eyes before turning back to look at her uncomfortably. "Tikki," said left-Chat, "Can you give us a minute?"

"No! Tikki!" Marinette shouted, but it was too late. Before she could even complete the first syllable Tikki had already flown away, effectively abandoning her. It seemed her reaction time was seriously diminished by the medication in her bloodstream.

"Um Princess?" one of the boys said, but Marinette found it hard to tell which one considering her chin was currently lodged in her chest in shame, "Is there something you want to tell us?" She groaned in humiliation.

"It's not my fault if having two gorgeous boys in my bedroom makes me think things," she mumbled, finally lifting her eyes to catch their reactions.

The Chat on her right laughed nervously for a moment before trailing off awkwardly at the look on her face, his ears flattening backwards on his head. "Oh mon Dieu, you're serious, aren't you? You...want to make out with both of us?"

"Or watch," she added with a shrug and a grin before it suddenly melted off of her face and a scorching blush replaced it as she became mortifyingly aware of what she had just said.

"What!?" right-Chat said, his head flying back in shock.

"Ewww," left-Chat said, throwing a disgusted look at his other self.

"Oh mon Dieu, I can't believe I said that!"

"Yeah, we're not into that-"

"And we have an Akuma to go fight, while you clearly need a cold shower-"

"I'm so sorry!"

"We'll bring you the Akuma when we catch it-"

"Hopefully, you'll be more sober by then-"

"And less likely to say the first thing that pops into your head."

The Chat on her left uncrossed his legs and knelt forward to place a quick kiss to her temple, his face equally as red as hers was, before he leapt up to her skylight and onto her balcony.

The remaining Chat also knelt forward, his lips close to her ear as he whispered to her in a teasing tone, "We'll have to discuss your interesting thoughts on the matter when we get back."

She tried to shove him in embarrassment but he pulled away laughing before dipping back down to leave a kiss on the top of her head, before leaping up to her balcony just as his other self had just done.

She didn't notice as they left to tackle the Akuma since her face appeared to be temporarily fused to the palms of her hands and her groaning blocked out any noise they might have made as they leapt to the nearest rooftop.

Tikki reappeared as she finally lifted her head and stared straight ahead, unable to look at the approaching kwami she knew had heard everything.

"I can't believe I said that," she said to herself in disbelief. Tikki giggled and Marinette turned to regard her finally, frowning slightly. "Don't you start," she grumbled.

"Don't worry Marinette. I'm sure if there had been two of you, Chat wouldn't have acted any differently than you did."

That...was probably true. She felt herself beginning to relax a little as she considered trying to turn his teasing back on him when he-they returned with the Akuma.

"You know, you probably could have convinced them that there were other, more fun things for you to do than watch anyway," she said and Marinette's jaw dropped.

"Besides," Tikki continued with a smirk, "I have a feeling you're not going to be quite fit enough to transform when they get back. I guess I'll just have to hold the Akuma for an hour or two while you...recover."

At the sight of Marinette's saucer-wide eyes and her already gaping jaw, Tikki burst into a fit of high pitched giggles before flying off.

"That'll teach him to speak to me like that," Marinette heard her huff before she moved completely out of sight.


Day 31: Copycat

My original idea for this prompt was for Chat to discover the Akuma wasn't Marinette in this chapter, not at the end of the last one, but when this idea occurred to me I just knew I had to do it.

I guess even with an Akuma running around the streets of Paris, Chat still managed to find time to kink-shame Marinette lol

EDIT: I added a final line for Tikki because her motivations didn't appear to be as clear as I thought they were. Ie. she's still pissed off at Chat for shouting at her and is encouraging Marinette even though her little fantasy makes him uncomfortable as revenge.