It has been too long...
Sorry for not posting anything :-(
I went on a little 'mini-vacation' and yeah.
Enough about me. Here is Chapter 3 of Miraculous: Tales of A Great Big Reveal:
She'd kissed him.
Marinette Dupain-Cheng had kissed Adrien Agreste, as Ladybug, of course, but still, she'd talked to him without stuttering too much and then she'd worked up enough confidence to kiss him. Thanks to a little, red bug, Marinette wasn't going to tell off Adrien at school, and get him to hate her, although for a little bit she had hated him, without knowing the truth. Marinette knew it was easy to buckle from peer pressure, especially for Adrien, who got a lot of pressure, being a model and stuff, she'd witnessed personally the toll it took on him at school, to add on to that Adrien was new to school and wanting to be 'cool' is something that everyone wanted to be, if not still wants to.
Marinette had been succumbed into peer pressure before, even on the day she'd become Ladybug for the first time, but then she'd met Alya (and Tikki), who'd helped her break out of her shell a bit.
Marinette gasped, Alya! She must be freaking out about the kiss with Adrien, Marinette had called her seconds after Adrien had left, she scrolled through what must have been 70 notifications from Alya.
Choosing to reply to the most recent text from her best friend, Marinette read this:
{Alya}: Mari? Where did you go?
{Marinette}: Sorry Alya.
{Alya}: What happened girl?
{Marinette{: I fell asleep…
{Alya}: After that kiss, I didn't think you could fall asleep for years
{Marinette}: Turns out it was a dare
{Alya}: NO… ADRIEN IS TOO NICE, WHOMEVER SAID THAT WAS TRICKING YOU…
{Marinette}: Adrien told me himself
{Alya}: When… was it before he left or after you called me or…
{Marinette}: He said it was a dare and he was sorry
{Alya}: I'm going to rip that boy into shreds
{Marinette}: DON'T! HE TOLD ME NOT TO TELL ANYONE
{Alya}: If you insist, BTW check the Ladyblog, I got footage from my window of Ladybug entering… ADRIEN'S HOUSE!
{Marinette}: she better not be moving up on MY guy…
{Alya}: Trust me, if she did she'd be crushed by a certain Marinette Dupain-Cheng
{Marinette}: (-: Thx Alya
{Alya}: GTG. Dinnertime.
{Marinette}: bye
Then she realized the one other little detail of that little talk she'd had with Adrien… he said that he didn't like Marinette. She frowned, and then realized one other little detail, she'd kissed him and his cheek had turned red. He'd waved bye, just like Marinette did with Adrien and the ridiculous grin he sported after that, reminded her of one person.
Marinette herself. Which meant that…
OMG, Adrien is in love with Ladybug! Marinette internally screamed at the thought. Which means that Adrien is in love with me! Technically, right!
"Tikki?" Marinette called.
"Yes, Marinette." The Kwami answered, coming out from Marinette's bag.
"You think Adrien likes Ladybug? I mean you saw the entire thing."
"Marinette, do you really wanna know."
"Uh, duh, this could mean that Adrien is in love with me!"
"I really do think so. I've been with a lot of Ladybugs and that look is the one I usually see when a Chat Noir, or a person with the Chat Miraculous looks at a Ladybug."
"You mean like how Chat Noir looks at Ladybug, even now."
"Yup! And the look you give Adrien all the time."
"Stop. I'm not that infatuated with him!"
"Marinette, look at your walls. You love him…"
"Don't tease," she smiled.
The two bickered on like that for some time, until… Marinette's head snapped up.
"There has been recent news of another akuma attack, and it seems to be headed for the Eiffel Tower! Everybody, we urge you to stay locked into your homes and leave the vicinity of the tower immediately." The news channel blared.
Marinette wasted no time in saying, "Tikki! Spots on!"
A flash of red and Marinette was nowhere to be seen.
Ladybug jumped off her terrace and used her yo-yo to latch onto nearby buildings, swinging over the city until the akuma was in sight. The girl was clad in a dance costume, half of it seemed to resemble a devil, the other half an angel. The girl was beautiful, no doubt, with her blonde hair pulled into a dancer's bun, billowing with curls around it, and her long, lithe bare legs and hands, which held a devil's pitchfork.
She wondered what the girl could do, until she saw the pitchfork zap a building and it burst into flames. "Well, no time to lose." Ladybug said to herself.
"Need a helping paw?" purred a familiar voice.
Ladybug rolled her eyes, "Less cat references and more akuma fighting, Chat Noir."
"Your wish is my command, Bugaboo." He said while sinking into a mock bow.
Ladybug, who didn't even acknowledge the comment, grappled away with her yo-yo.
They stood near the top of the Eiffel Tower watching Split, what the akuma called herself, make her way into the trap Ladybug set with her Lucky Charm. Ladybug stood waiting, hidden, by the side ready to grab the flower off of her costume. Chat Noir, the bait, was ready to use the Cataclysm underneath the ground she was walking on. "Okay," he whispered, "Here goes nothing." He heard the click of high-heels above and pressed his palm under the ground.
The girl splashed into the kiddie pool, and, unable to use her fire-power was stuck. Ladybug grabbed the flower and split it in half. "Your days are over, akuma." She purified the akuma and set the butterfly free.
Chat Noir walked up to Ladybug and held out his fist. "Pound it," they said together and, without questioning himself he hugged her, pressing her into a big embrace. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. She squirmed, obviously uncomfortable with her miraculous being this low, finally she pushed him away. "Chat Noir, I'm about to transform!"
He smiled knowingly, "Then move quick." She grimaced and headed in the direction of the Louvre Museum. Chat Noir followed her… and watched as she jumped into a subway tunnel. A flash of light, and she was gone. Dropping after her Chat changed back too.
Who could she be? The only girls around were…
A blonde girl, too interested in a magazine with Adrien's face on it to look up, a redhead with her hair in two braids, and Marinette Dupain-Cheng, her face red, and her pigtails uneven and messy.
None of them seemed to fit the real Ladybug he knew. Marinette was shy and clumsy, but kindhearted and brave. She was never able to get to school on time, a quality that Adrien possessed too, just by being Chat Noir, but all of those black marks on his record were swept away by his impressive resume. Chinese, piano, fencing, and obviously being Chat Noir, though nobody knew that.
The blonde girl seemed superficial, and he never saw Ladybug as somebody who would be engrossed in a magazine like that and Adrien knew that Ladybug couldn't be a redhead.
Could it be Marinette? The girl's black hair and two pigtails fit the physical description perfectly, and definitely the always being late would be a quality of Ladybug.
Chat Noir had to find out.
Adrien snapped into reality, looking around, he realized that Marinette had and the blonde girl, and that Adrien had missed his train. Groaning, he picked up his phone and called Gorilla, his bodyguard and chauffeur.
Adrien was going to find out who Ladybug was if it was the last thing he did.
