"Marinette, Adrien, we have something we need to tell you both." Tikki approached the pair as they got up from the bed, Plagg behind her. "It's about our last partners."

"You mean, the previous Ladybug and Cat Noir?" Adrien looked over at his girlfriend. She felt him squeeze her hand.

"We want to tell you about the night we lost them."

"One night, my partner couldn't get his daughter to sleep, so he decided to see if a little rooftop adventure would help." Plagg tried to hold back tears as he remembered.


"You wanna transform now?" Plagg asked his partner, who was trying to soothe his baby girl.

"Let's wait till we get out of the apartment. I don't want to wake up your mama, do I?" He smiled at his daughter, who was now giggling as he dressed her in a jumper. "Ma petite cochinelle, will this make you go to sleep?"

"Papa."

"You hear that, Plagg? She called me Papa."

"It's cute, I get it. But what if your wife finds you two missing?"

"I'm just going to leave a note saying I went for a stroll to calm her down." He left the note in the crib.


"We'd been outside for a bit before she finally fell asleep." Plagg continued. "Then Cat noticed Ladybug on one of the other rooftops heading away from him."


"My lady." Cat looked around until he saw a little nook. "I'll be back as soon as I can, ma petite cochinelle." He put his baby, wrapped in a red and black blanket, in the nook, making sure she'd be safe and hidden. "Papa needs to take care of something."


"I'm not going one more step till you tell me where you are taking me." Marisol planted her feet on the steps, defiantly looking at her kidnapper.

"Why, my dear, I'm taking you home." She could see a devilish smile under the purple mask.

"Home?" She braced herself to fight. "My home is in London on Baker Street."

"But you lived here once, I believe. In this very apartment." He opened the door with a key. Marisol could see a small black cat hiding under the green cord. "Go in. It's just how you left it."

She entered the small apartment. It all felt strangely familiar to her. She remembered her mama and papa. Her papa would carry her on his hip and dance as her mama cooked, always trying to sneak a piece of cheese from the fridge without her noticing. She remembered her mama, so pretty, always calling Marisol her little catbug.

"This was my crib." Marisol traced the edges of the handmade wood carvings. She could feel the outline of a ladybug.

"Your parents must have been wonderful, my dear." That's when Marisol saw it. A scribbled note on the pillow. It said in French,

Marisol wouldn't sleep

so I'm taking her for a nighttime walk.

We'll be back soon, my love


Tikki started telling the story. "They'd both been hurt very badly. Their transformations wore off before they could hide and they found out who they were."

"They found out they were married." Marinette finished. "The last ladybug and cat noir were husband and wife."

"And they had a child together." Adrien realized. "Named Marisol."


AN: Dun Dun DUN! Sorry, I thought of this at work and had to put it out there. I can't remember where I got the info from, but I remembered reading somewhere that the last ladybug and cat noir were in love like Adrien and Marinette. They eventually got married, but still felt wrong about continuing a relationship with their superhero partner. They didn't find out until before they were killed.

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