A/N: Hello everyone! Here is your chapter 6. I hope you enjoy!

Marinette: Yup, enjoy!

Pop: Wanna do the disclaimer?

Marinette: Yeah! Miraculous Ladybug in no way belongs to PopMania. Only the plot and any characters that may or not appear

Pop: On with the chapter!

Adrien was pacing outside of the Dupain-Cheng bakery, nervous. What would he tell them? What was he to say? Their daughter was technically turned into a child, but he couldn't tell them that.

Telling them that would basically be like him telling them he was Chat Noir! And that was a big no, no!

But he had to tell them something. Adrien wouldn't want them to worry. Though they were probably already worried. It had already been three days since Marinette was shot.

So Adrien took a deep breath and strutted into the bakery.

The sweet smell of the pasteries whafted into Adrien's nostrils as he walked in to the bakery.

'Stop it Adrien- you're getting distracted!' The blonde mentally scolded at himself. While he was thinking Mrs. Dupain-Cheng walked out and asked Adrien did he want anything.

'But the sweets smell so~ good, but I'm getting carried away. Stop it Adrien. No sweets!' He shook his head.

"Oh, so you don't want anything Adrien," Mrs. Dupain-Cheng said.

"Huh?"

She gave a him a small smile. "I wanted to know if you wanted something. That is why you came, right?

"O-oh, um yes, I did come for something, but not sweets. It's actually about Marinette," he replied.

"Marinette?!" The Chinese-French woman gasped. "Tom, come out here. Adrien has information on Marinette!" Mrs. Dupain-Cheng said with joy.

Her husband, Tom rushed out in a complete hurry with frosting all over his face. "R-really?" He quickly went over to his wife. "Is that true, Adrien?" He questioned.

Adrien nodded. "Yes, it is. Well what happened was..."

The Dupain-Cheng's looked at him with full attention.

"She went... abroad! Yes abroad!" He exclaimed.

"Abroad?!" They proclaimed shocked.

Mrs. Dupain-Cheng looked terrfied as she asked, "Why would she go abroad?"

The blonde smiled. "Well you see Mr. and Mrs. Dupain-Cheng you know my father and Marinette are very invested in fashion. Well he wanted to work on a fashion line, and since he loved Marinette's derby hat he decided she should study abroad and help a new fashion line he's currently working on for the new season," Adrien explained.

"Really?" Tom inquired.

"Oh yes!" Adrien replied. "It was such an amazing offer that she couldn't pass up the chance, and my father wanted her abroad as soon as possible so she left without notice. The thing was that I was supposed to pass on the message but as I was helping Marinette that night three days ago I fell ill and couldn't come," he lied.

Mrs. Dupain-Cheng looked relived as though a major weight lifted off her shoulders. "Oh my, if it's an offer she can't refuse. And you poor dear, you shouldn't have pushed yourself so hard."

"But thank you for helping our little girl." Tom interjected, "How long will she be gone? And has she-"

"My father said she'd be gone between two weeks to hopefully only two months. Oh, and yes she got excused since she's just studying abroad," the blonde interrupted. "She's in America right now."

"That's amazing!" Mr. Dupain-Cheng informed picking up his wife and spinning her. He set her down and grinned at Adrien. "Thank you my boy."

"Yes, thank you, but how will we contact her?" The Chinese-French woman inquired.

"Oh dear, we wouldn't want to bother her during her shining moment. Besides, she's grown up. She can take care of yourself," Tom responded.

Adrien gave an uneasy smile to Tom's comment. 'Oh you have no idea.'

"I suppose your right."

"Of course I am!"

"Well," Mrs. Dupain-Cheng started walking into the back then coming back out, "thank you for informing us Adrien. Here," she handed him a little pouch.

"Oh, t-thank you," he accepted with shaky hands, taking from her. "Well then, I'll be off," Adrien said walking out of the bakery.

Strolling down the streets of Paris back to his mansion the blonde decided to look inside the pouch. He pulled it out of his shirt and peered at the note around it. It read: Thank you.

Adrien face contorted in to a look of disgust. "Ugh, Plagg what have I done?! I can't believe I lied straight to the Dupain-Cheng's faces like that. Some superhero," he scolded himself harshly.

"Wha do you mean 'what have I done'? Adrien I'm not one to honestly give encouragement, but I'll tell you this. You did what you had to. That's what you did. For the sake of Ladybug." Plagg advised.

"Uh..." the blonde mumbled in shocked. That was the first time Plagg had ever really encouraged him about anything he'd done. Plagg was just the kind of kwami to encourage people without saying so. He would hope so.

"Thanks Plagg. I feel a lot better," Adrien replied, opening the pouch to find sugar cookies. He grabbed on and bit it.

They really were sweet.

Adrien made his way into his room and closed the door. Suddenly, a blob of blue hugged him. "Welcome back!"

The blonde smiled and ruffled her hair. "Thanks Marinette." He looked down at her and her cute little face and started blushing. Wait- what was wrong with him? Why would he ever think her face was cute? Well of course it was cute, but for him to blush, what was wrong with him?

Her sweet, dark silky hair and big blue eyes... They were like an ocean. He felt like he could lost in them.

Marinette let go of him and ran around happily, laughing. He wouldn't mind if she laughed all the time.

"You know Adrien, the gorrila came in today," Marinette said.

"Eh? Really?"

"Yup, and I hid in your bed. It's so soft. It smells a lot like you. You have a nice smell," she said swinging her legs off the couch.

Once again Adrien had a bright blush on his face. He- he had a nice smell? That was good to know. It was just so cute when Marinette said it, it didn't come off weird at all. It was actually really adorable. Just like her.

The blonde walked over and grabbed the child, stradling her against his chest. "Gotcha!" He yelled, attacking Marinette with tickles.

She started laughing and tickling Adrien back. This went on for about an hour before they both got tired and passed out on the model's bed. Adrien cradled Marinette close for the night.

As if something would just take her from him.

A/N: Hope everyone enjoyed!

Pop: Oh Adrien, lying to the Dupain-Cheng's. That's really bad

Adrien: *sighs* I know but- wait you wrote it that way!

Pop: *laughs* Haha, I know. I'm a devious writer

Adrien: *mumbles* No kidding

Pop: Okay, bye everyone!