"You never told me," Marinette said Adrien who'd gotten back from his successful meeting hours prior.

"What?"Adrien questioned, sitting with her at the dining table, Emma already asleep for the night.

"How we revealed or will reveal our identities," she asked, aware she'd only remember limited information but for the time being wanted to learn some stuff so she could look forward to it." I know I won't remember," she added after seeing his hesitant expression."I'm just curious."

"Very well M'lady."Adrien said, laughing as he thought back to the day."As I said it was by accident when we revealed them. It was I think a Monday and we were all staying after school to help get the school ready for the Spring dance. In short summary someone got akumatized and their power was to trap people who basically had hidden feelings for one another together."

Marinette chuckled."What a coincidence."

Adrien laughed once more."I know, anyway, they locked us together and of course, you were a stuttering mess Bugaboo and I-"

"Hey!"She shouted, jokingly.

"I'd say I'm joking but I'm not, anyway mentally we both were panicking and when a big piece of the building was sent our way, I was the hero and transformed destroying the object before it crushed your pretty little face."

Marinette blushed hearing Adrien Agreste call her pretty. Over the weekend she'd been there talking to him and being around him had gotten much easier but still, he was her crush and she was going to marry him! But that brought up another question.

"When is my future self coming home?"

Adrien went pale trying to thunk up the right answer. They were supposed to come home Monday but knowing his wife who in no way could handle alcohol, she'd ball and come home early. He wasn't ashamed to admit he was worried. When they'd first planned the party he'd been hoping to ask Kagami who didn't drink, to be almost the parent and make sure they didn't anything rash but of course she opted to stay back.

"You'll be gone before she's back," he assured her noticing the worried expression she wore.

Marinette nodded."Uhh, do you mind if I use your shower?"She asked, feeling gross since she hadn't bathed all weekend. She'd changed her clothes, wearing her future selves clothes that were of course too big but worked since she wasn't going out and about.

Adrien smiled and nodded finding it strange she was asking permission to ask to use the shower in her own house, even if it wasn't hers yet."Go right ahead bug," He said as if he were an announcer, MArinette sighing unamused but also laughing seeing he still had his Chat side of him.

Moments after she'd left, a buzzing noise coming from his phone caught his attention. Reading the caller ID he saw it was his wife. Oh, this was going to be fun...

"Bugaboo?"He asked wondering if she was drunk or not.

"Not your Bug Adrien sorry," A voice that was most certainly not his wife answered.

"Alya, "Adrien said shocked and slightly embarrassed. Quickly he panicked."Is Marinette o-"

"She's fine, drunk as hell but fine."

Great... just what I need.

"And it sounds like you're not, "Adrien observed Alya sounding quite sober.

Alya laughed from the other end."No, we're about to head out but wanted to call and tell you that Mare's headed back,"

Oh god...

"Please don't let her go on a train drunk," Adrien pleaded, having seen how his wife gets first hand when she's under the influence.

"Don't worry, Agreste. She's not leaving till later so she should be better by then,"

Hopefully...

"Ok, thanks, Alya."

"Ya ya no problem, hey can you call Nino and tell him I forgot Alina has a doctor's appointment?"

"Ya, but what happened to your phone?"He asked, finding it strange she called from Marinette's because she had his number.

Alya seemed to moan from the other end."Who knows, I brought it with me last night and this morning it wasn't here."

Adrien chuckled, Alya was nowhere as bad as MArinette but she too wasn't the best at handling alcohol."Don't worry I will." He then hung up, panic overseeing him. His wife was coming home. And a drunk one at best.