Adrien smiled at the girl he had come to love. Yet, something seemed different about her. He looked at her carefully.
Red clothes, skin tight clothes. Check.
Spots. Check.
Miraculous. Check.
Cute smile. Always check.
Nose piercing. Che--
"Wait, how long has Ladybug had her nose pierced?" He wondered.
"Hey um... M'Lady how long have you had 'that'" he inquired, gesturing to his nose.
"Oh, the nose stud? I think 2 months ago. I thought you were there? Ya know, Allia told me she'd give me 50 to get my nose pierced. And by the way I'm not digging M'Lady. To pompous, but not flirty enough, Whiskers". She said, walking behind him and letting her breath beat against against his neck.
"What is going on?" Chat wondered, as a purr escaped his throat,"She definitely didn't act like Ladybug".
Ladiebug grinned. "You better get home soon or The Taskmaster might find some extra study time for you, plus it looks like you might not be very catlike soon".
As if to signify her point, Chat's ring beeped.
"Taskmaster... I guess that is a good way to describe my dad," he thought.
"Bye, M'L-- Lady Luck?" He offered.
"Getting better, Whiskers".
He ran into an alley, and returned to his former self.
"That was weird, right Plagg?"
"Yes, that definitely was, something feels off Adrien".
Adrien ran to Agreste Manor, bursting through the doors.
He looked through the stairway, the french-silver grey rails ascending heavenward. The cylindrical chandeliers gave the centeral walkway a faint illumination, but left the little nooks that were pocked throughout the room a little space filled with a gentle shadow.
The house looked familiar yet different. Then Adrien saw it. On the first staircase, the large portrait showed Adrien with his mother's arm around him, rather than his father. He would have to ask about the change.
"Adrien".
The gentle voice sang. Adrien remembered the melodious notes of that voice. It was one he hadn't heard in years.
"Mom?" he asked, turning to see a figure standing on the upper staircase.
As he looked closer he could see swirling blonde hair. The high cheekbones. The deep curling smile. Those same soft green eyes he had.
He ran.
"Mom!" He shouted, pulling her into a hug. He could feel the tears stream down his face. He smelled her favorite perfume as he held her.
Adrien didn't care if this was a dream, hallucination, apparition, or some comatose delusion. This was his mom, and he would enjoy this moment.
Emilie took a moment to hold her son, before speaking.
"Is everything ok? Did you and Ladiebug fix the Akuma situation?"
Adrien looked at her in awe.
"Um... yeah."
"Good". She smiled at him. It was the same warm smile he offered to others, which left them completely stunned. Only now could he see its true power and charm.
"Good. Are you still feeling well enough for your fencing class?" She inquired.
"Sure," Adrien said. This was a strange world.
When Adrien arrived at the fencing studio, he learned that the class was actually his class. He was the instructor.
Adrien spent the day enjoying the many opportunities available to him in his dream world, in what he could only assume was some strange vision.
"Life is good" he thought.
"This is Paradise".
MLB UNIVERSE
As the duo sat in stunned silence with their mashed fist bump/ high five, they snuck off to an alley, and Gris spoke up.
"Honestly, I am surprised you didn't want to kiss me," he said matter-of-factly.
Ladybug, assuming it was a joke, laughed.
"Hahahaha, why would I want to kiss you Chat?"
"Chat?" He wondered. She seldomly called him that. While he was Chat Gris, the people called him Gris, and Ladiebug usually picked what she thought would mess with him the most. That was usually Whiskers.
"What's so funny, Maranette?" He asked meekly.
"What?"
"I asked you what was funny Little Bug?"
Ladybug was so shocked at hearing Chat say her name, that she missed the new nickname.
"What did you aay before that"?
Gris frowned at his girlfriend's strange behavior, then gasped.
"Is someone here?" he whispered, turning his head" I could have sworn this backstreet was empty before I said your real name".
As his ring beeped a final time, Ladybug saw Adrien standing in front of her. Well, Adrien with cute little glasses.
"A-A-ADRIEN," she shouted.
"Shhhhhh, what's wrong?"
He heard Ladybug breathing heavily.
"Calm down Maranette, what's wrong? Did I do something?"
"Chat Noir is Adrien Agreste," she muttered, still stupefied.
"Dear," he said gently, as she transformed back into Marinette,"I think you mean Chat Gris, I am grey after all, plus you know everyone calls me Ade. Dad was the last person to call me Adrien".
She recalled his suit looking rather strange. It had been a dark grey rather than black. As for what he was saying, it made no sense.
Suddenly the two Kwamis appeared, staring at each other.
Plag loomed over the pinkish-red creature and frowned.
"Ade, we somehow ended up in a parallel universe" Plag said confidently.
"What?!" Marinette and Ade cried in unison.
"Yup. This isn't Tiki, this is Tikki... well I guess saying it doesn't make sense. She is T.I.K.K.I. not T.I.K.I." the grey Kwami explained.
"So does that make you one of the one G Plag's?" Tikki inquired.
"At your service, extra letter Tikki," the Kwami bowed.
Marinette couldn't wrap her mind around it. "So... ... ... does that mean Adrien is Chat Noir?"
"Yes," Tikki sighed,"normally I wouldn't tell you, but this ia an unusual circumstance".
"So basically, Chat Noir fell in a portal and Chat Gris popped out?" Marinette asked?
"Wait, Noir fell in a portal too? Maybe he is in my world. Also..."
"Yes?" Marinette asked.
"Does this mean that you and your Chat never dated?"
"Wait. I am dating Adrien Agreste in an alternate universe?"
Ade sighed,"this universe seems a lot different than mine, at least with the little details. Can you tell me about Adrien?"
"Sure," Marinette began" he is a famous model, who works for his dad Gabriel, a world famous designer, and is a master fencer, and didn't go to public school until a few years ago. Oh my gosh! I can't believe Adrien is Chat!"
The awkward pair discussed the differences between the worlds over the next hour. Every few sentences seemed like a new issue.
"Wow, this Adrien must live is some messed up world."
He thought a bit then spoke.
"I mean purrrgatory".
This is a fun little story to write. Please let me know what y'all think. I enjoy the concept, but I am still not sure how long to make this story. I also think it could be better, so if you have ideas on how, feel free to PM me or let me know in a review. THANKS!