"Mommy tell me a story." A young girl called from her bed. The same one that belonged to her mother.
"Emma, I'm tired. The bakery was very busy today." Marinette told her daughter. The bakery wasn't the only thing keeping her busy. She knew it wasn't right to bring children into this but she really wanted to have at least one kid.
"Tell me a story about love. About you and father." Adrien's head popped up through the trap door leading downstairs.
"Somebody say a love story?" Adrien said.
"Mommy says she's too tired to tell me a story." Emma said. She crossed her arms and glared at her mother. Marinette smirked and shook her head.
"Please milady, tell us our story." Adrien pleaded. Marinette gave him a look as if telling him his Chat was showing.
"You don't need a beg for a love story. You know those are different." Emma smiled, mimicking her father's. "Come on." Marinette motioned for Adrien to follow her. They climbed the stairs that lead to Emma's bed. They snuggled close together.
"So start the story." Emma said, her impatience showing.
Marinette and Adrien looked at each other. Adrian on it I heard the story that made them find each other. "You hurt the princess. Start the story." And so the story began.
