There were a lot of people. It was the first thing Marinette noticed when she entered the room she was incredibly nervous now that she had been surrounded by designer icons.

She had designed her dress for the evening, and after a lot of persuasion done by both Alya and Tikki, she had decided on a bright red gown. It was, according to their testimonies, her best color. Her mother was no help and included that red was the color of luck in China. How could she have said no?

The most difficult time she had was deciding what color to make the mask. Making it black would be suggestive of her other costume. Making it red would be very similar to her costume. Originally, she had leaned toward the idea of a pouf styled dress, which had come into fashion recently. However, given that the theme of the party was a masquerade ball, she ended up with a cherry red ball gown. The piece was sleeveless and had a corseted top and a long, several layered, tulle skirt. Her mask was the same red as her dress and pointed down to her nose, the ends meeting at a point next to her ears. Finally, she placed feathers in her hair to complete her overall appearance. It was a plain piece, but never before had she made such a gown and that in itself was her own little accomplishment.

Thankfully she didn't stand out too harshly. Many were wearing rightly colored creations and hers was definitely not the flashiest. But despite that fact, she still managed to stand out to at least one person.

"Hey," a voice greeted. Marinette turned to face a masked Adrien and she blushed immediately. The color likely didn't look too good with her dress.

"Hello," she said timidly, trying not to sound crazy. She always found a way to sound a little bit crazy. But Adrien was always kind and never seemed to mind. She really liked that about it.

"You look beautiful." Marinette nearly lost herself to the compliment. It took every ounce of her control not to scream. A small squeak might have escaped her.

"Thank you," she said.

"I didn't know you would be here," he continued, rubbing at the back of his head. He averted his eyes and laughed nervously. Marinette was confused. She was almost certain he had invited the whole class. Had it been possible she had misheard him?

"Of course I would've," Marinette replied. "You did invite me."

"Did I? I… I didn't realize," he stuttered. He seemed to be wrecking his brain for the moment he had even mentioned such a thing. Marinette was beginning to wonder if she had dreamed the invitation to life. "I mean, how did you even know how to get here and…"

"Marinette!" Alya's voice called out from the crowd. Two sets of eyes darted in that very direction. "You're late!" Marinette grinned her apologetic grin and shrugged. She didn't exactly have a lot of time to prepare. "First you tell me it'd be faster if you got ready on your own, and then you show up late." Alya's hands were on her hips and her eyebrow had been raised. Marinette always got just a little bit anxious to see her friend this suspicious of her.

"There was a problem with the dress," she fibbed. "I had to mend it before coming here and it took longer than I thought. Sorry!" Alya sighed, knowledgeable of her friend's clumsiness and went to give her a hug.

"Glad you could make it." The girls walked off, leaving Adrien in a state of shock. He couldn't believe he had never noticed how much Marinette and Ladybug looked alike. To think he nearly mistook her for his Lady. Adrien smiled and shook his head.

It was such a funny coincidence.


Author's Note: Hello! I continue to be shocked at the demand for this fic so I decided to try and wrap it up nicely with another chapter. Many had asked for a follow-up chapter and here it is! Give me enough homework to do and I'll produce a butt-load of everything that isn't homework! I hope you all like it. Thank you so much for your support.