Two chappies in one night? It's more likely than you think.

Day 6: Aspik and Marinette

The first clue she had that this was a dream was the stars twinkling in the Parisian night sky. The second was Aspik sitting on her balcony railing looking at her with such softness she almost couldn't stand it.

"Be careful, Princess," he said with a smile. " You should know, snakes tend to eat mice."

She blinked at the nickname. Only Chat Noir called her that. "Princess?"

Aspik chuckled under his breath. "Sorry, is that one taken?"

She blushed. "No, you can call me Princess."

"Good," He said with such finality she shuddered. He got up from the railing and made his way towards her, kneeling beside the lawn chair. He brushed a stray hair behind her ear. "I could call you ma souris if you'd like."

His breath against her ear sends a shiver down her spine. She nods, afraid that if she tried to speak, it would come out nonsense. Even in dreams, he rendered her speechless.

"And what name would my Princess like to call me?" His eyes bore into hers and for a moment, she was lost in them.

"Mon coco," She exhaled with a delicate smirk, reaching out to caress his covered cheek.

He chuckled gently and leaned into her touch. He shut his eyes and placed a soft kiss to her palm. Marinette's breath caught in her throat at the feel of his lips on her skin. She studied his face itching to burn this into her memory forever. She only wished his costume allowed his hair to flow free to grant her access to his silky locks.

Aspik finally met her eyes. "You are amazing, ma souris."

Marinette smiled and rubbed her thumb over his mask wanting nothing more than to peel it off and truly see him. "You're the amazing one." She spoke softly. "You have super powers."

He leaned forwards almost imperceptibly. "Do you know what I'd like to do with my power?"

"No," She replied coyly. "What?"

She saw Aspik's eyes dart to her lips as she spoke and she shuddered with anticipation. His fingers lifted her chin the slightest bit, giving her plenty of room to back away if she so desired. She felt his breath graze her lips. She was so close. "I'd want to relive this moment as many times as possible."

Butterflies erupted in her stomach as she realized the weight of his words. Her eyes fluttered closed as she leaned towards him and let herself succumb to his mercy. Their lips met, soft and hesitant at first. Marinette's heartbeat was deafening as she struggled to contain her giddiness. She felt him smile against her lips.

"What?" She asked, bumping his nose with hers.

"I just never thought I'd get to kiss you, My Lady," He hummed resting his forehead against hers.

Marinette frowned. "My Lady?"

Slowly, she opened her eyes. Aspik's head was bare letting his blond hair hang loose on his head. The green mask covering his eyes was replaced with a black one. Atop his head lay two cat-like ears… She gasped. "Chat Noir?"

Marinette bolted upright breathing heavily, the events from her dream replaying in her mind.

"Marinette," Tikki rubbed her eyes beside her holder. "Are you alright?"

The events from her dream were already growing foggy. She checked the time on her phone. 4:18am. "I'm ok, Tikki. Just a strange dream is all."

Tikki regarded her holder with concern before laying back down on her makeshift bed.

Marinette followed suit still unable to process what had just happened. This has been a weird week, she thought as she drifted off back to sleep.

According to one website I went to looking for French nicknames, 'mon coco' means 'my egg' which is apparently a pet name. Google translate picks it up as meaning 'my coconut' though. I still think its funny.