A/N: Hey all, thanks for clicking! I just made this account so I'm crossposting a few of my works from Ao3. Enjoy!
Edit: OKAY so I just realized that none of the emojis were supported by this site so they all just showed up as question marks... whoops. I just copy and pasted and didn't check it over so I didn't notice. I replaced most of them with keyboard emoticons, but there really was no replacement for the peach emoji, so I just put (peach emoji) in place of where the emoji was in my original fic. Just imagine the actual emoji's there instead. Sorry y'all!
Tomcat: Oh but my lady its such a cute nickname!
Bugaboo: i swear if you dont change it i will tie you to a lamp post and leave you there
Tomcat: doesnt sound so bad if its you
Bugaboo: dont tell me thats your kink
Tomcat: so what if it is
Bugaboo: oh my gosh
Bugaboo: do you like bdsm
Tomcat: …
Bugaboo: oh my goshhh
Bugaboo: you do dont you
Tomcat: I was *joking* mlady
Bugaboo: you kinky bastard
Bugaboo: this is valuable intel you know
Bugaboo: paris' teenage heartthrob
Tomcat: heartthrob eh?
Bugaboo: oh shut up ive seen the fangirls
Bugaboo: but wouldnt they all like to know that their dreamboat guy
Bugaboo: that theyve been fantasizing about
Tomcat: I only care that Im in your fantasies
Bugaboo: is totally into bdsm
Tomcat: you have no proof
Bugaboo: ive got to alert the news
Bugaboo: bet that ladyblog girl would love to hear about this
Tomcat: please no
Bugaboo: but they deserve to know
Tomcat: Ill change your name
Bugaboo: hmmm
Tomcat: please
Bugaboo: i dont know….
Tomcat: mladyyyyyy
Bugaboo: deal
Tomcat changed Bugaboo to Lovebug
Lovebug: srsly?
Tomcat: ;3
Marinette ducked her head to hide a giggle at her kitty's antics. He was such a dork. To be completely honest, it was pretty endearing. Not that she'd ever let him know that. Marinette glanced up at Madame Mendeleiev. She was currently going on about something or another, one hand waving a piece of chalk in the air. Her back had been turned away from the class long enough that many students were distracted by a bird outside the window, doodling, or even dozing off. Or- in Marinette's case- texting with her cat-themed superhero partner.
She was fairly certain she was the only one.
Now Marinette knew she probably shouldn't be texting Chat Noir in class. She probably shouldn't be texting Chat Noir at all but when he had discovered that messaging app that allowed you to hide your number and he gave those big, wide kitten eyes- Marinette just couldn't say no. Sometimes she wondered how she ever was chosen to be a superhero when she seemed to have no spine whatsoever. She just hoped Hawkmoth didn't know how to do baby-doll eyes.
Her phone buzzed in her hand and she immediately rolled her eyes upon reading the text.
Tomcat: but you are my lovebug!
Lovebug: i suppose its a little better than bugaboo
Tomcat: awwww
Lovebug: dont let that go to your head
Tomcat: but mlady
Tomcat: I feel like the cat who got the cream!
Lovebug: only good kitties get cream
Tomcat: but i am a good kitty!
Tomcat: you wouldnt withhold your cream would you!?
Tomcat: (ﾐዎ ﻌ ዎﾐ)ﾉ
Lovebug: dork
Tomcat: (=^･ｪ･^=))ﾉ
Lovebug: ill guess youll have to lick up someone elses cream...
Tomcat: noooooooooo
Lovebug: youre such a bad kitty
Tomcat: (˵Φ ω Φ˵)
Tomcat:(งΦ Д Φ) ง
Tomcat: (=✖ᆽ✖=)
Marinette silently smacked her forehead. Chat really loved those cat emojis.
Lovebug: ok ok fine
Lovebug: youre a good kitty
Tomcat: yay!
Tomcat: does that mean I get cream?
Lovebug: ill give you a treat
Tomcat: :3
Lovebug: what flavors do you like
Tomcat: wait rlly?
Lovebug: i said youre getting a treat and i meant it
Tomcat: you spoil me
Marinette smiled. She had been meaning to bake Chat something for a while. He deserved it with all he did for her. She wasn't sure what she was going to make but her parents just bought a bunch of fresh peaches and she'd been itching to put them to use. This was as good a chance as any.
Lovebug: (peach emoji) ?
Tomcat: sounds purrfect
Tomcat: whats the treat ?
Lovebug: its a surprise
Tomcat: awww whatttt
Lovebug: just be patient kitty cat ;)
Marinette waited patiently for Chat's response as the gray dots flickered by 'Tomcat,' fingers hovering above the screen. She failed to notice the telltale click of red heels, or the shadow that fell over her, or the quiet growling of a very annoyed science teacher.
"Mademoiselle Dupain-Cheng!" Mme Mendeleiev's shouted shrilly. Several people jumped up at the sudden noise, eyes darting around wildly until they landed on Marinette, who was slowly looking up with wide, scared eyes. "What could possibly be so interesting on that-that device that you couldn't be bothered to pay attention to the lesson?"
"J-je suis désolé Ma-" Marinette squeaked.
"NO! I will not accept this behavior!" The teacher shouted. "Hand it over!" Marinette chewed on her lip nervously and shamefully placed the phone into Mme. Mendeleiev's expectant hand. The tense woman snatched it up quickly and examined it with narrowed eyes. Slowly her expression morphed into something somehow even angrier than before. "You are texting in my class just to flirt with some hooligan!?" The teacher didn't seem to be getting any calmer. Marinette let out a gasp, eyes finally meeting Mme. Mendeleiev's. At the same moment many of her classmates looked at her curiously. Marinette darted frantic eyes to her left to see Alya's mouth had fallen open in shock.
"N-no!" Marinette replied quickly. "I wasn't- we weren't-"
"Mademoiselle Dupain-Cheng!" Mme. Mendeleiev telles again. "This is quite lewd!" Marinette choked on air, eyes impossibly wide. Beside her, Alya had a similar reaction. In fact, most of her class was too shocked to even move. "This classroom is not a place for this blatant sexual- sexual… communications!" Marinette sputtered incoherently. Sexual!? she shouted internally. With Chat Noir!? She desperately tried to tame her imagination but the thought was already there and probably wouldn't leave anytime soon. She fought a deep red blush on her cheeks.
"Marinette…" Alya said slowly.
"Dude, were you sexting in class!?" Alix crowed bluntly.
"NO!" Marinette shouted. "Madame, you misunderstand-"
"DON'T THINK THAT I'M SO OLD I DON'T KNOW WHAT THIS EMOJI MEANS!" she bellowed, shoving the phone back into Marinette's face.
"What? I- oh-" Marinette looked at the conversation tidbit her teacher was reading and it dawned on her why Mme. Medeleiev had come to the conclusion she did. "No, I mean- the peach is-"
Suddenly a loud, amused wheeze sounded behind her. Marinette turned back to see Kim doubled over, tears threatening to spill from his eyes. His breaking seemed to have triggered a few other students who were teetering on the edge of laughter, including Alix and Alya. Mylene shot a glare at Ivan and he promptly stopped his own chuckling.
"That's enough!" Mme. Mendeleiev snapped. The class fell silent once more, but Marinette could still feel their judging eyes on her. Marinette felt herself grow hotter and hotter by the minute. This was quite possibly the most mortifying experience in her life. It can't possibly get any worse, she groaned to herself. Suddenly her teacher went pale. Marinette realized her teacher had been scrolling up through her texts. She felt panic rise in her throat. She knew this was a bad idea! Her teacher would surely figure her out now. The nicknames!
"Mademoiselle," Mme. Mendeleiev said, sounding dangerously calm. "Are you participating in dangerous sexual escapades?" Marinette choked again, the air to her lungs suddenly cutting off and leaving her violently coughing.
"Huh?" she managed
"I hope you're aware I will have to discuss this with your parents! You are may be of age but BDSM is-"
"BDSM!?" Rose shouted in shrill surprise.
"Noooooo! That's not-" Marinette was shaking, not quite believing what was happening. She let out a breath and gave up on convincing the hysterical teacher that there wasn't actually any sexual connotation behind their conversation. "Madame please, the whole class-" She froze.
Oh no.
No no no no no. No.
NO.
Marinette's eyes fell to the seat in front of her. Adrien was tense, sitting up ramrod straight. She couldn't see his face but she could already imagine to horror that was bound to be painted across it. Adrien thought she- that she- oh noooo.
Goodbye Emma, she thought solemnly. Goodbye Huge and Louis and that beautiful house and the hamster. Oh, the hamster.
I'll miss you most of all.
"No!" Mme. Mendeleiev said. "If you are going to interrupt class with this nonsense, then the class deserves to know exactly what it is you are disrupting their learning time with Mademoiselle Dupain-Cheng." Her eyes returned to the phone and narrowed. "I don't know who this Tomcat is but he is getting a piece of my mind!" She began to type out a message. Marinette gasped. No! She thought. What if she uses my real name!? Chat Noir will figure me out! THIS IS A DISASTER! Marinette could only wait for her inevitable demise. "I just hope he isn't some 40-year-old perv-" A loud ringtone in the form of a 'meow' rang through the classroom. They turned deathly quiet. All eyes landed on Adrien, who had turned a frightened shade of white. He gulped, scared and confused. Mme. Mendeleiev's eyes narrowed.
"Hand over your phone, Monsieur Agreste," she said carefully. He obliged, hand shaking. "Unlocked," she clarified. Adrien's eyes widened but he did as she said. Mme. Mendeleiev tapped something on his screen and her face turned sour. She looked from Marinette's phone to Adrien's and back to Marinette's.
"Well Mademoiselle Dupain-Cheng," she said, seeming to still not care that every other student in the room was witnessing the entire event. "When I saw that you were using this obscure messaging app, I assumed that you were talking to some degenerate or dangerous stranger, but it seems that's not the case. I will be speaking to both your parents tomorrow." There was a pregnant pause as everyone- including Marinette- attempted to understand what was happening. It registered for them all at once.
Oh, Marinette thought. Somehow she didn't freak out. Probably because at that moment, Chat Noir's identity was the least of her worries. Because now-
"Duuuuuuuude," Nino said, staring at Adrien like he'd just seen him for the first time. Alya had both hands over her mouth at that point, shaking from what Marinette assumed was barely contained laughter.
"HOLY SHIT," Kim said through a guffaw.
"WHAT?!" Chloe shrieked. "That's not possible! He never- when I- Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!"
"Wow, good for you Marinette!" Alix cheered. A few people turned to glare at her. "What!? It's about time! And can you blame them? They're both so beautiful they probably just wanted to see each other naked."
Marinette sputtered incoherently. Adrien suddenly turned from paper white to tomato red. Mme. Mendeleiev surprisingly only shot the skater a warning look. Marinette guessed that her comments were probably nothing compared to what Mme. Mendeleiv thought she and Adrien had been messaging one another about.
"Statistically speaking," Max said. "With the palpable sexual tension and loving glances, even the unconscious ones," he shot Adrien a pointed glance, "there was a 89% chance that an incident like this would occur. Of course, factoring in their inherent innocence, this reduces to 75% but it's a significant probability nonetheless-"
"That's enough, Monsieur Kanté," Madame Mendeleiev cut in. "However likely, an incident like this did occur and I must address it." Curse that stupid cat. Marinette had the sudden urge to strangle the blonde. Instead, she took a steadying breath and gathered her courage to look her teacher in the eye.
"Madame Mendeleiev," she said slowly. "I know you think that those messages are intended inappropriately, but I can assure you there there are perfectly innocent explanations for a-"
"Innocent?" Mme. Mendeleiev said indignantly. "Would you like me to read them out and we can decide together how innocent they are?"
"Oh, please don't," Adrien said. Mme. Mendeleiev scrolled up through the conversation. She continued to read through it with a scowl on her face in what was clearly a gross violation of privacy.
Adrien turned around with twinkling eyes and a small grin on his face. She frowned. What's he so happy about!? There was absolutely nothing to be happy about! Their identities were compromised, they were publicly humiliated, and the boy she loves turned out to be the goofy cat boy she repeatedly rejected!
Wait.
Chat Noir loves Ladybug.
Chat Noir is Adrien.
Adrien loves Ladybug.
I am Ladybug.
ADRIEN LOVES ME!
Marinette practically squealed at the realization. And she thought Adrien loved Kagami. She smothered a smile and glared at him. Just then the bell rang.
"I will be keeping your phones," Mme. Mendeleiev said sharply. "You can come get them at the end of the day." Most of the class shuffled out with amused smiles still plastered on their faces. Alya turned to Marinette with a look that screamed, Explain.
She had a feeling she'd be doing a lot of that.