Continuation of story time: (And also 2 chapters in 1 day? Woohoo!)

So in Biology, we were doing a research task, and anonymous was like, can we get on google docs? And I was like huhhh? And we could actually log on to it! (which is weird because loads of websites are blocked at school) So we could edit the document that we use for this fanfiction and literally post it, in a Biology lesson. But we didn't, because we're responsible. (Nope, we totally would have posted it if we had time)

Also, our school is closing from next week because of the coronavirus. So basically, we'll be able to write way more fanfiction! (While also doing school work of course- that's important)

So here's what anonymous and I like to call 'The Revelation Party'.

Adrien felt his chest swell with happiness; he didn't even understand why he was so happy that Ladybug was Marinette. He just felt so lucky. Adrien almost laughed at that- since when had he been the lucky one. And did she say- "You love me?" Marinette grinned, pushing him back towards Alya and Nino without answering him. He turned around, digging his heels into the ground to stop himself from moving, and found himself very close to her. Hardly breathing, he said quietly, "Shall we talk about this later?" Marinette nodded, still smiling and giving him a playful shove backwards.

This time, he complied, using the momentum to spin so that he was facing the right direction. When Alya saw Marinette, her look of fury made Adrien flinch, but Marinette didn't even move, evenly meeting her friends eyes. "Dupain-Cheng?" Alya's face felt, and then lit up with childish glee, "Marinette! You're Ladybug! That is so awesome."

"Super cool, dudette." Nino added, "And thanks for letting my help Alya." Marinette blushed under their praise, which was absolutely adorable to Adrien. He was about to remind himself that he only loved Ladybug, but then he stopped…

Marinette was Ladybug.

Adrien was sure his smile had grown to almost creepy levels of wideness, but he wasn't sure he cared. Despite that, he knew he really shouldn't be even slightly cheerful- his father was Hawkmoth.

His father had saved him! Dispelling his unhelpful thoughts, he tried to put together his explanation for how he knew.

While Hawkmoth had been on the ground, Adrien had thought about what he had said. "I want to save my son's mother." The words echoed in his mind, the image of Hawkmoth's pained expression- and not just from what he suspected was a broken leg- lingered. It was the way he went from cold and hard to agonised, but almost… loving? It was so familiar to Adrien, like looking at his father through a thick pane of glass; like he could finally see him clearly, but Adrien was too far away to help him.

That was exactly what had happened. When his mother left, his father had disappeared, and Gabriel Agreste had replaced him. It was instant. He barricaded himself in his office- or his lair- and hid behind Nathalie.

Nathalie.

Nathalie being Mayura was almost worse than his father. Why was Nathalie even doing this? At least his father had a reason! Was Nathalie just doing it for the power? Had Gabriel promised her something in return?

Maybe it was just loyalty- that was one thing that led him to Mayura's identity. Adrien had never met anyone as completely devoted to her job as Nathalie- Adrien was sure that it was enough for her to disregard being a criminal for Gabriel, but why would she risk dying for him?

Then there was the Grimoire he had found in his father's safe, and his desperation to get it back. And him being akumatised just as he and Ladybug worked out that Gabriel Agreste could be Hawkmoth. It was just too many coincidences.

Adrien wasn't sure he was surprised- it made sense. But as he tried to explain his reasoning to Marinette, Alya and Nino, he couldn't quite hide the tears in his eyes. He hadn't cried yet, not since the moment he thought he was going to die, not when he first found out his father was Hawkmoth, not when he realised that that meant he wanted to save his mother. He could hardly stop himself now.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, "I know it's not the most important thing right now, it's just-" He paused, trying to gauge his partners' reactions. Adrien wasn't shocked to see Alya's horror, nor Nino's pity, but what he hadn't anticipated was Marinette's bone-crushing hug. He choked back a sob, instantly regretting it as his throat burned with unshed tears.

"I have nowhere to go," he whispered into Marinette's hair, "There's no one left."

Marinette

Marinette pushed Adrien away from her, holding him by the shoulders so he couldn't get away, which didn't stop him from avoiding her gaze. "You stupid cat," she told him quietly, placing a hand on his cheek. Adrien looked up at her, surprised. She caught his eyes, moving her hand from his face. Marinette smiled gently at his confused expression, before letting it fall away to a scowl and slapping his forehead.

"How dumb can you be?" she yelled, and he flinched.
"Princess, I-" He began, but she shushed him, ignoring Alya's laughter in the background.

"Don't you 'Princess' me!" she growled, "What do you mean 'there's no one left'?"
"My-my family, the-they-" he stuttered, but Marinette silenced him with a harsh glare. Alya's giggling intensified, pulling Marinette out of her rage a little.

He was just such an idiot. Gabriel Agreste and Nathalie Sancoeur hadn't been his family for years! And here he was, standing next to his best friends- friends who had just proved that they would quite literally die for him- and he thinks he's alone?

"Adrien Agreste, your family isn't gone! We're right here." She motioned to Alya- you seemed to have managed to calm down enough to sense the serious mood- and Nino, "I'm right here." Earlier this morning, if you'd told Marinette that she'd be telling her superhero partner/the boy she'd fallen in love with that she was his family, she probably would've called you a liar, and put you in the same category as Lila.

And yet, here she was... doing exactly that.

"And that means that you'll always have a home, and today that'll be mine." Adrien gaped at her, eyes wide. His arms hung limply at his sides, and for a moment, Marinette thought he was about to pass out. "If that's what you want?" she asked, his silence causing a creeping nervousness.

"Ugh, come on, kid," came Plagg's voice from above them, "She lives in a bakery- the best bakery in Paris!" Adrien chuckled as Plagg settled on his shoulder, Nooroo floating nearby. Adrien nodded and, regaining some of his Chat Noir bravado, he smirked, "I wouldn't mind a couple Dupain-Cheng croissants." Picking her hand up, he kissed her knuckles, staring into her eyes intensely, "Or maybe I'll be getting something sweeter?"

Marinette snatched her hand back, bristling, "You won't be getting anything talking like that, Chaton!"
He grinned, ignoring her tone, and bowed low, "I apologise, M'Lady." Adrien's smile widened, and he winked mischievously, "But I think my suggestion is purrfectly acceptable."

Marinette groaned, secretly glad he was back to puns and flirting. "No cookies for you then," she warned him, and he raised his hands in surrender. Tikki, who had disappeared into Marinette's purse as soon as she had detransformed, suddenly burst into the air. "No cookies?" she exclaimed in alarm, looking around frantically before turning back to Marinette. "No cookies?" she repeated, causing Plagg to explode into hysterical laughter.

Tikki glared at him, looking at Marinette again. She reached out to cup her kwami in her hand, feeling her reassuring weight ground her, "There's always cookies for you, Tikki," Marinette told her, "But clearly Plagg doesn't deserve any cheese when we get home."

The laughing stopped, and Adrien chuckled as Plagg fell silent. Marinette fixed her gaze on him, "And no croissants for inappropriate, little kittens either, Minou."

"But, Bugaboo…" he mumbled, pouting, "My dad's a supervillain." Had he really just pulled the 'dad card'? She wouldn't admit it out loud, but he was right- Adrien would get all the cookies she could make if it made him happier. "Pff-" Alya giggled, "Did he just call you 'Bugaboo'?"

Marinette sighed, and Tikki squealed, "Nooroo?"

Marinette had almost forgotten that Tikki likely hadn't noticed Hawkmoth's- Gabriel's- kwami when he'd first appeared.

"Hey, Tikki." He replied, rubbing his forehead, "Could you people just… stop being so... joyful?" Nooroo muttered, "It's making my head hurt."

"Nooroo, what are you doing here?" Tikki asked, ignoring what he'd said, but the purple kwami's eyes were miles away. Tikki spoke worriedly. "Nooroo, how did you escape from Hawkmoth?" Nooroo hesitated, overwhelmed, before taking a deep breath, meeting Tikki's eyes and whispering. "I didn't… escape. He- he told me to go."

"Why?" Wayzz asked in disbelief, his whisper breathless, "Why would he let you go after all this time?" Wayzz had always been a calm, comforting presence, much like Master Fu- or Nino really- and Marinette had never actually seen him look concerned, but even he looked suspicious.

"I don't know. I need to go back soon." Nooroo stated, causing a collective gasp from most of the group, except Plagg who seemed to have started choking on nothing but air.

"No, you don't!" Plagg got out eventually, earning nothing but a raised eyebrow from Nooroo.

"He'll carry on using you!" Tikki chimed in.

"No, I don't think he will. He's changed. You saw that." Nooroo said indifferently. He turned to Adrien, "He's your father, Adrien, I know you know that. He saved you just now." Adrien nodded, but Marinette was uncertain of what he actually wanted from him.

Before she could ask, Tikki added, "Why isn't Duusu with you?"

"She stayed with…" Nooroo took a deep breath. "Gabriel and Nathalie. Because two emotionally unstable people on a rooftop don't generally do very well."

"Emotionally unstable?" Plagg asked with a slight scowl. Clearly the kawmi wasn't enjoying the conversation topic. Marinette couldn't say she was either.

"Yes. Gabriel was hurt, but Duusu and I healed him. He- I think he doesn't want to be evil anymore. Not that I think he was actually evil before, but anyway, he's repenting." A satisfied smile snuck onto Nooroo's face, but it quickly disappeared, "And Nathalie- I've never understood much about her, but I know there's something she's hiding."

"They were both hiding something." Adrien snarled, angrier than Marinette had ever seen him. "So were you." Nooroo responded, unintentionally- she hoped- stirring the pot. Marinette placed a wary hand on Adrien's arm, and he whipped around to look at her, eyes blazing. "Ooo drama." Alya whispered to Nino, who sniggered.

Despite wanting to look away, Marinette knew she had to defuse the situation. She also knew that this could end very badly- Nooroo was a magical creature whose power had been carefully controlled for many years, and Adrien had been trapped by his father for just as long. This was going to require caution; they were both loaded guns, and being pointed at each other was sure to end in an explosion.

"Let go, Marinette," Adrien commanded.
"No." Marinette stated, standing her ground, "We don't have time for this."
"He's defending Hawkmoth." Adrien hissed, glaring at Nooroo, "That sick monster."

"He's defending your father, Adrien, not Hawkmoth." Marinette told him gently, sighing discreetly as his anger dimmed, "I'm not asking you to forgive him, but I have a feeling there's more to this that we thought." Adrien nodded to his feet, Nooroo floating hesitantly near his shoulder.

"I'm going." Nooroo told them, raising his chin to show his defiance, "It is my decision." Marinette smiled as he rushed away, half wishing he'd at least stay to explain a little more. She let out a deep breath, taking Adrien's hand. She wasn't sure why it was so different now she knew he was Chat Noir… they'd always just clicked.

Perhaps, it would've been the same with her and Adrien if she'd got past her crush earlier. Maybe they'd be just as in sync. Marinette grinned to herself, leading Adrien to the bakery, and hoped that it wasn't too late for them to learn.

S: Imagine if we accidentally left some of our random hmm/lol/haha/random conversation comments from the google document on it when we posted.
A: We can just put it in brackets and put A/N or something. It would be pretty great.