Welcome to chapter 2. Thank you so much for even viewing this. I really Appreciate it.
Marinette's parents were worried. Marinette always managed to get captured or hurt by the Akumatised victims. Marinette's parents were adamant that Marinette should stay with her and not get hurt, at least not this time.
Marinette/Ladybug
Marinette barely had time to snatch her purse before she was grabbed roughly by her worried parents and dragged down the stairs from the attic. After being dragged down the stairs, Marinette was thinking up excuses to transform and escape her parents. Marinette went through her ideas one by one, silently identifying all of her possible options, she narrowed it down pretty quickly. "Bathroom, or I forgot my phone" Marinette was bumped out of her thoughts when her parents whisper yelled at her to get into the bakers pantry. When Marinette opened the folding doors, she was met with and absurd sight. Boxes and boxes of packed food lined the large pantry. Marinette's mom looked at Marinette's dad accusingly and he just shrugged sheepishly. She decided to take her chance. "Mom, I forgot my phone in my room. Can I go get it?" blurted Marinette. Both of her parents stared at her for a second before saying, "Absolutely not." Then Marinette's dad, seeking forgiveness for the boxes of food that lined the pantry said, "Ill get for her." Marinette started panicking when he said that. She managed to stutter out, "Check me again-I mean Check again me-I mean Let me check again." Her parents stared at her for half a second then looked away and started talking to each other. Marinette looked in her bag for show and then pulled her phone out of her pocket. Then she faked a laugh and said, "Silly me, it was in my pocket." Which ended with nervous giggling. Marinette's parents looked at her suspiciously before shrugging and turning to resume their conversation. Marinette sighed quietly before opening her purse.
Adrien/Cat Noir
I haven't been able to find anything on the ladyblog or elsewhere on the internet about ladybugs true identity. Then Plagg emerged from his trashcan to offer some helpful advice, "You should follow her until she unttransforms. I grumbled under my breath, "Don't tempt me." Plagg apparently not hearing my words continued talking. I zoned out for most of it but was sprung back into the present when Plagg said, "Your face would be too funny when you saw that Ladybug is Ma-" Plagg apparently realised what he was about to do and stopped talking. Sensing a chance I pulled up a webpage that I had been saving for a desperate situation. Plagg was beginning to turn around but stopped immediately when he saw the page on my 72 inch plasma display. Seizing Plagg' s attention I started talking, "Exclusive aged Camembert, over 100 years old." Plagg was positively drooling by this point and using my best salesman voice I continued, "This could be yours, just inform me about Ladybug's identity and I will order it." Plagg started forming syllables but was interrupted by screams piercing the quiet which were quickly silenced. Sensing a possible Akuma I start talking to Plagg, "There's no time, we'll continue this later." Then I said my favorite words, "Plagg claws out!" My black suit spread across my body, the only thing that I had to do was run my hands across my face creating my black cat mask, and run my hands through my hair causing black cat ears to sprout from my head. As I jumped from my window I thumbed the green paw print on my baton opening the screen where I could make calls, among other things. I immediately called Ladybug which quickly went to voicemail, "We have an Akuma. I need you by the Eiffel Tower ASAP." By the time I had said and done all of that I was at the Eiffel Tower. I looked up and saw a woman dressed in a onesie playing on a harmonica that was spewing out glowing music notes. I extended my baton and tapped her on the shoulder taunting her at the same time, "What are you doing? A grown woman in a onesie, that only happens in crappy Fanfictions." She turned quickly and purple light appeared around her eyes, "That is Cat Noir! Put him to sleep and grab his miraculous." The light faded and the woman said, "You are being a naughty kitty, go to sleep!" Then she proceeded to send glowing music notes his way. I dodged all of them with relative ease, but one grazed me and I only had time to say one word, "Ladybug." Before I passed out.