Reading diaries (put separately as mature, then clean for teen)

"I stayed up last night and read my mother's first diary. She started writing for her sixth birtday." Adrien stated proudly. He sat on Marinette's bed, her lamp was on, she held the tablet with scanned pages of the diaries while the boy held onto the original diary from his mother.

"Anything interesting?" She asked while she frowned at one of the old diaries they copied the night before, it was easy to read, written in a neat handwriting, but it was difficult to understand what Therese meant by many of her statements.

"Well, my mum liked to pretend, sing, read, play games and have arguments with her sister." He sighed. "They pretended to be each other often." He had that longing look on his face. "Felix and me used to get along much better before … "

"Before what?" She uttered and finally focused again on the boy beside her. Ever since he arrived as Chat Noir they discussed how much they were not able to understand someone from about two hundred years ago and yet how similar they were sometimes.

"I don't know before what, just before, while my mother was around, I guess, or his father, or both. He changed." Adrien concluded. Then he reminded himself that he had changed too, started going to school, became Chat Noir.

"Because his father died?" Marinette asked cautiously. It was a logical conclusion, she wasn't certain how much Adrien had changed after his mother died, she did not know him before, Chloe was the only one who knew, but wouldn't tell.

"I don't know." He turned his attention back to the diary he held in his hands. This was what his mother wrote, her thoughts and feelings, experiences and wishes.

"How far have you got?" She asked next. Honestly, she did not progress too quickly and did not get particularly far into her readings, the school took many hours and she in fact indulged her self to actually sleep during the night.

"She's twenty now." He blushed then he cleared his throat. "I skipped a few parts where she … met my father." And no, he did not sleep much, he read it until just before school and then again as soon as he got back, but did not dare to bring it to school with him.

"What?" Marinette whisper shouted. Well, who was she to judge, her own diary contained a lot of stuff she would prefer not to be read by someone else. And now they were reading someone else's diaries. Perhaps she should have thought about that option.

"She goes into details. I thought her description of getting a period was gore, but this stuff … " He turned around from the diary. "My mum was a wild one." He smirked. "And according to this, so is her sister." He coughed.

"Do you think Amelie is keeping a diary?" Marinette asked offhandedly. She had no idea why she said that out loud, perhaps she wanted to avoid being asked what kind of stuff she wrote in her own diary.

"If she is, I bet Felix read it all." Adrien half joked. "I know my mother stumbled upon some diaries in the attic and read them, that was one of the reasons she wanted to travel to China and visit Tibet. There was something in those old diaries."

"This Therese girl is on a ship that sails to China." Marinette tapped at what she was reading. "No miraculous there, for sure, just a lot of dresses and tea parties and older sisters who were getting married, or not … "

"Well, my mother read it whole and there is some strange stuff in the diaries by that Therese girl, I think my mum and Amelie argued if that other girl was insane or under an influence or something when she wrote it." Adrien chuckled.

"Well, up until now she was driving me insane, it is as if the only thing she thought about were what to wear and who will be her husband. Is there anything about the miraculous yet?" She asked.

"They are just about to go for a photo shoot to Tibet, I think it must be coming up, want to read it with me?" He offered.

"It is better than this ancient scripts I'm trying to decipher." Marinette turned around and they were both reading together.

"Now, Daniel is a bank manager, according to this, Amelie went on a few dates with him until this point, but I suspect there was more if she was as active as my mother." Adrien was not trying to hide his blush. "Daniel was my uncle." He added more soberly.

"Oh" She uttered and began to read.

'Daniel still had not decided if he wants to go, of Amelie had not asked him. Gabriel insists on getting us all on a single airplane. Audrey is coming, but said Andre can't join her. Looking forward to this, read five books on Tibet since the place for the shoot was decided.'

'Finally! We are getting a charter to Lhasa and then a government guide. We are going to walk the high plains. I love it already. I have made copies of Therese's drawings.'

'Landed, changed flights, landed, got to a hotel, going to sleep. Gabriel insisted on keeping things professional so I'm being professional.'

'Seen the temple in Lhasa! Sobering up and magical at the same time.'

'Got proper mountain clothes? Me: yes, Amelie: yes, Andre: yes, the rest of the crew: mostly, Gabriel and Audrey: no, it's not in style. Dragged those two shopping today.'

'Took a ride on the back of a truck. Shaken, not stirred. I guess anything would be uncomfortable on that road. The view was magnificent. I might have recognized some of the scenery depicted by Therese.'

'have to be brief, no time to write, Amelie and me are sharing a sleeping bag, it is so cold. And she's grumpy because Daniel is not here. As if being here with Gabriel on his professional terms is any different.'

Adrien and Marinette laughed at that one. Then they looked at each other and blushed, he pulled her closer and continued to read.

'Did the photo shoot. Might be stylish clothes, but it's freezing cold out here. No warm bubble bath. Just grumpy Amelie to keep me warm.'

'Snowed in today, good thing we rented a few rooms, cold though. Audrey and Andre want to make a film here. Amelie is with them working on a script all day. I walked around, the cinematography would be fantastic, especially in snow, just freezing for the crew to do it.'

'Note to self: never leave your boots outside to dry and forget them over night.'

'Had a few more days of photo shoot. If anyone thinks they can wear that clothes in this weather in this environment and in the way they see us in photos, they are about to become icicles. The first day I can actually write, my hands got stiff.'

'We are looking for another scenery location, the photographer said we have the same peaks in the background. Our licence does not allow further but Gabriel did something.'

'So beautiful, just a beautiful place, I love it. Frozen again.'

'The photo shoot is finished, technical crew is going to work on it while the rest of the group can have a few days of a vacation before imminent re-shoot. Btw. Amelie got a surprise visit from Daniel.'

'Each day we go somewhere further and I walk a small tour, at first everyone joined me, but today it was only Gabriel. I stumbled upon two pieces of jewellery and a book. A tiny creature appeared when I touched the brooch and another when I took the pin. Duusu and Nooroo. They call themselves kwami. They can give us powers, we can transform and run fast and far and hike much further."

"She found it, she found them." Adrien exclaimed.

"And they are using the kwami for sightseeing." Tikki huffed.

"Well we have the sights in Paris too." Marinette shrugged.

'I took the peacock brooch. It is fantastic. I can create things, anything I imagine, and give it life. Gabriel is frustrated though, I gave him the pin. All he does is run around in the suit and argues with Nooroo. Apparently, if he wants to control somebody, he needs a special kind of butterfly. I just need a feather from my tail. More convenient.'

"Did she randomly create sentimonsters and just leave them there on the plain?" Marinette felt her eyes bulged out as she read that.

'I can make and control only one creature at a time. Tried to read that book, got the words, but can't say I understand the meaning. Gabriel caught a butterfly today. He said he made me do things. I don't remember. Maybe I just fell asleep for a while and he invented the story.'

"Maybe they did not evilize the feather and the butterfly at first." Marinette noted.

'Gabriel keeps the butterfly in a jar and every evening we go to our small hut, he transforms and then releases the butterfly on me. He says he can make me do things or imagine any piece of clothing on me. He made a drawing of a few of those costumes, he intends to make them for the next season.'

'Each day I create something different to play with, each night Gabriel released a butterfly on me. He said I was fantastic one morning and that I did not do anything I haven't done before. He has a new lingerie line. I'm tired.'

'Shoots re-done, the peaks in the background are fine and exotic, we can finally go home. Coughing. Got cold.'

There were occasional mentions of her using the miraculous to create something and Gabriel using the butterfly 'to check his design ideas on her before he decides which ones to make'.

"So he imagined it first, then he used the miraculous to create it and then he draw what he saw? That's cheating." Marinette protested.

'I don't know how he did it, Gabriel talked to everyone one on one, but with the help of Andre, we got a really nice mansion in the centre of Paris and a good deal from the bank that I'm sure Daniel assured and my folks want to invest in his fashion line. I'm so excited. He intends to build an empire and insists this is all because I let him use the butterfly on me.'

'I'm getting married!"

'Amelie is getting married!'

'Audrey is getting marred!'

'If I call anyone else and tell them I'm getting married, will they also reply that they are getting married too?'

Adrien and Marinette laughed. There were detailed descriptions of the wedding plans for all three brides and few mentions of the miraculous in between that did not bring any new knowledge to them.

'I have forego shopping and decided to give them a huge stand up mirror for Audrey, she insists on checking the way she looks and her style the whole time. I'm sure she'll appreciate it. Gabriel wants something to impress, again.'

Then Emilie described how she was getting tired, how she played with the miraculous one day and managed to create something that looked like an actual mouse and other objects, she did not mention that she retrieved the feather back when she detransformed.

'Gabriel wants me to play only in our little dungeon, but today I learned how to keep my little creatures calm and dormant before I detransform, now I have them all around our house. The objects that hide the feathers are safely stored. I don't understand why he told Nathalie about us and the dungeon while we are supposed to keep it a secret.'

"What?" Adrien practically shouted. Marinette covered his mouth. If her parents heard him and found him, she needed a good lie about how he got there and why she was sneaking a boy into her room in the evening. "That house is full of sentimonsters?" He was more quiet.

"She is not writing anything about how to evilize the feather." Marinette noted. "Miraculous can be used for good, you know. Besides, we don't know how many of the things she made, she actually kept."

"This is hardly good." Tikki chirped.

"Did she create any Camembert?" Plagg asked lazily from his spot on the shelf where he licked the remains of cheese he was given.

"I'm sure you would have found it if she did." Tikki teased, but Plagg was not amused.

"No, she did not mention that." Marinette shook her head.

"Then she was wasting her powers." Plagg concluded.

"Am I abusing my powers when I come here in the evening and return to Nino in the morning?" Adrien pondered.

"We are studying this." Marinette pointed her finger to the diary.

"So this is what makes it right?" Adrien smirked.

"It is okay, you can use me to visit your fellow guardian." Plagg spoke in unusually kind way. The truth was that the tiny god of destruction knew that was essential for the well being of his chosen, and subsided nightmares.

'Duusu instructed me to keep him a secret, but Gabriel knows already, and this evening Amelie and me had a few bottles of wine and I've shown her a few things. Probably none of us will remember in the morning.'

"So Amelie knows?" Adrien frowned. "Amelie knew? She must have known all this time, she must have known. Not just about my mother and the peacock miraculous, but also about my father and the butterfly one, besides if she knew about mother … "

"Maybe she didn't, they got drunk and probably forgot, see?" Marinette tried to cheer him up. Then there were several notes on the 'usual' daily routines, photo shoot, audition for film or a play, different events she attended until they reached a few lines that made both of them smile.

'I'm pregnant.'

'Amelie's pregnant.'

'Audrey is pregnant.'

'I know it is physically impossible but I am scared to call my mother and tell her I'm pregnant and get back 'me too' again.'

'Mother is not pregnant!'

She was writing a lot about being tired, about having to stand on a photo shoot while she felt sick to her stomach, about being sick, about being sick and tired and happy about the baby. Adrien could not help but feel guilty for that.

"She is supposed to feel sick and tired, I guess." Marinette shrugged.

'Gabriel is not so happy, he is happy about the baby but it messed up his plans for the next line and the next campaign.'

'Nathalie is a pain in the ass. Ever since I got pregnant she is keeping track of everything I do, eat, drink, with whom, … ugh'

"It started while I was in her womb." Adrien laughed. Marinette was glad he was able to laugh about it.

'I'm so jealous of Amelie and Audrey, we spent the dinner together. They have barely been sick! Also, nobody asked them what did they eat and how many calories and checked with the restaurant after that!'

"Guh" Adrien groaned. The text continues about photo shoots, dinners, and pregnancy symptoms.

'I felt it move. Gabriel checked with Nathalie and told me it was digestion. I know what I felt.'

'It's a boy. The doctor said it's a boy. Gabriel is actually happy about it.'

Then there were more notes about going to a gala or doing a fashion show or something else.

'Amelie lost her son today. I called her, Daniel answered. She doesn't speak to anyone.'

'Went for a visit, Amelie screamed at me. Daniel told me 'at least she talked to you'.'

'Another visit, another scream.'

"There is one of these for each day." Marinette whispered.

"Then it changes, look." Adrien pointed.

'She doesn't respond to anyone. Numb, depressed, possibly suicidal, they're keeping her. I know what to do, I've practised enough. Gabriel just frowned when I told him what I want to do. He should be grateful it is the magic that Daniel and my parents is doing that is keeping the company afloat. He … said the company stalled because its face and his muse were pregnant. We had a huge fight.'

'Adrien was born today. I took him to Amelie, she was in the next room, and I did it. Had nothing but my wedding ring on me to store the amok, but I did it. Amelie has a son, she named him Felix.'