Two years ago Marinette Dupain-Chang and Adrien Agreste discovered that they had been working together under the identities of Ladybug and Chat Noir. Two years ago Adrien asked Marinette to officially be his girlfriend. Not just because he had fallen for the brave and selfless hero side of her, but also because he had fallen for her sweet and clumsy civilian side as well.

But today wasn't any ordinary day for the young couple. Today was special and Adrien was panicking big time trying to figure out what to do. His calendar was open on his desk to the current month, each day crossed off with a neat "X", but today was circled in a bright red marker with the words "Mari B-Day" scrawled in the box.

"Plagg, what am I going to do?" he paced back and forth frantically. "It's Marinette's birthday and I haven't found the perfect gift!" he groaned in dissatisfaction.

"How about camembert, that always makes me happy," his kwami suggested, hinting at the fact he wanted cheese.

"I'm serious Plagg. She's amazing at fashion design and art, she's creative and intuitive, not to mention she saves the world on a daily basis!" Adrien sighed and fell back onto his bed, staring at the ceiling in thought. All he had to do was get Marinette something for her birthday, but it seemed like an impossible task. What were you suppose to get someone who has everything they could ever want?

He picked up his phone, scrolling through the internet to see if he could find any ideas for gifts. Whatever it was he got her it had to be amazing, just like her, nothing less for his girl. The amazing and talented Marinette, savior of Paris, and the girl who stole his heart time and time again.

"I know! I'll ask Alya, she'll know exactly what Marinette would like," he dialed the blogger's number, waiting for her to pick up. On the third ring she answered, but the sound of screaming children in the background made it harder to hear.

"Alya, it's Adrien. I'm in a bit of a bind here. I don't know what to get Marinette for her birthday," he relayed his problem. "You're her best friend, what does she like?"

There was a long pause and the sound of children dimmed in the background. "Come on Adrien, I may be her best friend, but you're her boyfriend. You should know what she likes," she reminded him.

"Alya, please. I can't think of anything, help me out here," he begged.

She sighed. It was as if he were on his knees right in front of her, begging with big puppy dog eyes. "Okay, fine. Just, get her something from the heart and don't go overboard. Marinette likes simple things."

Adrien let out a long sigh, shifting his phone to his other ear. "But I don't know what that would be, she has practically everything."

The sound of a young girl laughing loudly into the phone made him cringe and then the line was cut off. He threw the phone back down onto the bed, assuming one of Alya's sisters took hold of her cell.

"This is impossible!" Adrien sat up, twisting his miraculous. "If I'm going to find Marinette the perfect gift, I'm going to have to take a look around town," he gave his kwami a side ways glance which he responded to by flying away to hide.

"Plagg, claws out!" the black cat was sucked into the ring and no longer did Adrien stand there, but Chat Noir. He pushed open one of the windows and leapt out, extending his staff and vaulting himself onto the nearest rooftop.

"Time for this cat to find the purrfect gift for his purrfect lady," he chuckled at his own pun, wishing Ladybug were there to hear it. His green eyes scanned the streets, looking over every store he could find that might have what he believed Mari would love. Occasionally he would leap down from the rooftops and look inside the display windows, but nothing peeked his interest.

Chat Noir spent most of the afternoon looking for a gift, but store after store he was disappointed. Nothing seemed to be perfect for his lady. He leaped onto the roof of a pet store and sat there, letting his feet dangle off the side. "Maybe I'm getting worked up over nothing. I mean, she could be totally fine without a gift…right?" he asked him. "What am I saying, I can't do that. She'd be devastated if I didn't get her something," he stood, extending his staff across the street so he could get to the other side.

"But I'm also running out of time," he continued speaking to himself as he walked across his staff like a trapeze artist. "Maybe I should just go back home and tell her I tried. She'll understand…right?"

Chat Noir sighed, his ears drooping as he headed back to the Agreste mansion, wondering how he was going to tell Marinette he couldn't find her a birthday gift. Just as he was about to turn the corner he spotted a jewelry store, his eyes instantly lighting up. "Of course!" he hopped onto the street and hid behind one of the large white pillars so he could drop his transformation. Plagg circled around his miraculous holder, begging for cheese, which Adrien responded to by shoving him into his jacket as he ran into the store.

Dusk settled over Paris and the streets dulled down as night settled over the city. But the Dupain-Chang bakery was open and bustling. Everyone was crowded in the living room of their home to celebrate Marinette's birthday party. They played a few of her favorite games, watched a movie and had the cake which she baked herself that very day.

"Alright everyone, presents," Sabine chimed in. Everyone gathered up the gifts they had brought, eagerly awaiting for Marinette to see what they had gotten her.

"Adrien, why don't you go first," she smiled sweetly.

Alya grabbed the model by the wrist and pulled him closer to the circle. "Yeah. We all want to see the amazing gift you picked out."

Adrien scratched the back of his neck nervously as everyone stared at him expectantly. He held out a small box wrapped in pink paper and tied with a red spotted bow. "You're so amazing Marinette, I didn't know what to get you. I just hope you like it," his cheeks heating up considerably.

Marinette smiled, carefully pulling the ribbon off and peeling back the paper so she could save it for something else. "I'm sure whatever it is, I'll love it. After all, it came from you," she said, shimming the lid off. Her eyes lit up and her smile widened as she stared at its contents. Inside the box, laid neatly on top of some tissue paper, was a silver heart pendant with Adrien's name engraved in blue, hanging on a thin silver chain.

"Oh, Adrien I love it!"

"There's more," he whispered softly into her ear.

Carefully she turned the pendant over and on the other side was the name Chat Noir engraved in a vibrant green. Adrien helped her put the necklace on, with "Adrien" facing out of course. She looked up at him, unable to wipe the grin off that was plastered to her face. Adrien Agreste, her amazing boyfriend and long time partner Chat Noir, had gotten her something to remind her of their relationship, not only as civilians but also as heroes.

"Happy Birthday Marinette," he kissed her cheek earning a round of dreamy sighs from everyone.