A/N: Those of you who started reading the first chapter before Volpina came out, may want to go back and read the first chapter again, some minor changes here and there to fit Volpina into that part of the story. There will be connections between the new changes and what is said in this part and further into the story!
And, as I haven't said this enough: Thanks for reading and reviewing!
Special shout out to "Nozomi Ackerman" (from ) for getting where the Blue Miraculous was, and getting a scene not featured yet!

And then my soul saw you and it kind of went;
"Oh, there you are. I've been looking for you.".
-Iain Thomas

Part II:

He internally sighed, knowing he wasn't able to sleep at all, and only got up when he heard someone else rustling around to get up. He gently cupped Plagg so he wouldn't fall, then placed him on the pillow and watched as Elder-Marinette walked back in from the bathroom.
"Hey there," She greeted warmly.
"Hello," He returned politely, offhandedly, in case she was going to go back to sleep, and didn't actually want to talk.
Something she saw right through. Future perks. "You don't need to do that, I'll be up for the day now, I'll drop like a stone after lunch, but that's then." She told him as she settled down next to him, getting down awkwardly, he would have rushed to help if he thought he would have been any help to her. She noticed his want to help and smiled at him gratefully.
But he was alarmed at her comment about dropping. "Why will you fall asleep after lunch?" He asked, alarmed and curious.
He watched her glance over to her Adrien, noticing he was asleep, and facing her, as if knowing where she was in his sleep. "Bun in the oven." She commented lamely, as if to echo her Adrien.
Adrien's mind stalled completely. Elder-Marinette was pregnant?
Nope.
That's it.
That was the last straw.
dead.
Marinette noticed. "Please don't say I've managed to break you…." She said worriedly.
Adrien shook his head back online. "I'm sorry, that was the information that took my brain offline." He told her.
Marinette looked understanding. "I'm sorry for that, Adrien. We're not used to stopping to remember to not say things anymore." She said.
Adrien looked understanding: they knew each other extremely well in both civilian and in career, so it made sense conversation bleed over in both.
However, he looked thoughtful. "How did you take it when you found out about me being Chat?" He asked curiously.
Marinette blinked, then looked like she remembered. "It was a time where I couldn't stop to think about it, I was more worried that Chat stopped working because we just found out about who Papillon was, and he was still going to do whatever it took to get what he wanted, no matter who Chat was to him. So it didn't sink in at the time." Marinette started.
"You were worried he was going to get killed?" He asked, and she nodded. "Not that he would give up his ring?" He asked.
Marinette looked thoughtful, and looked back to her Adrien, a fond smile returning to her face as she did. "…I don't think that ever crossed his mind, or mine. Once he understood that Papillon was actually his father, and the very same person to cause a lot of harm to Paris, even to cause some families to be permanently broken …I think he was more pissed that Gabriel could think like that and act like that, even after he knew that Adrien was Chat, and still think Adrien wouldn't mind what he was doing. He didn't stop, Gabriel…He… got worse once he found out that Adrien was Chat. He was home more often, he was more demanding, more wearing down. At the time Adrien didn't know Gabriel knew. But it was a time where I would find Chat on my balcony a lot, he wouldn't tell me why, but I knew his home life wasn't the best, I didn't know who he was back then: But I knew he didn't want to stay home, he didn't even want to live there. I think at the time he was afraid that he'd wake up one day to find Plagg and his ring gone. He might not have known his father was Papillon, but he was suspicious enough to know that he wouldn't hesitate to take his ring." Marinette found herself answering.
Adrien blinked at her: it was the most he had heard her say, in any version to him without stuttering. "That's a lot." Adrien remarked.
She smiled gently at him, and nodded, but went back to his original question. "When I realized that Papillon was Gabriel Agreste it brought forward that, yes, Chat Noir, mon petit Minou, was Adrien Agreste, I did freak out a little." She stated, it caused him to flinch badly, and she looked at him, still warmly. "Not in a bad way, mon Chaton," She started, and he looked back to her with an open look. "It was more of a concern freak out: was he going to be alright, was he sad about his father being in prison, did he want to talk about it, would he want to talk about it." She carried on, and now he looked understanding, he always knew Marinette was caring, and this proved it. "He had disappeared of the face of Paris at the time as Chat, and I couldn't talk to him as Marinette: he still didn't know I was Ladybug, and I was still at that stage where I stuttered over every little syllable I said to you—"
"Why does she do that?" He asked, cutting across her, curiously. He had noticed that Elder-Marinette didn't stutter with either versions of Adrien, but little Marinette did.
She gave out a quiet chuckle. "I thought it would have been obvious, especially now," She started, and he shook his head. "Mon Chaton, she likes you." She advised.
—Wait, what!?
"Pardon?" He said as his brain stalled again.
She noticed. "Oh dear. Too soon?" She asked, concernedly.
Adrien frantically shook his head, trying to process what she said. "I literally thought she did that because she still hated me." Adrien said.
Marinette blinked at him. "Seriously?" He nodded. "Ah, well, you gave her the umbrella, and she's never not hated you since?" She questioned.
"The very same umbrella she took and never gave back?" He further questioned, with a grin.
"Ah shoot, I didn't." She swore, making him laugh quietly. "Know she'll return it someday. Either that, or you'll co-own it. Whichever first." She said.
Adrien chuckled but nodded.

They sat in comfortable companionable silence until his alarm went off to tell him to leave.
"Oh, and mon petit Chaton?" She questioned as he got ready.
He turned back to her after waking Plagg up. "Yes, Ma'am?" He questioned as Plagg flew around him in, annoyed he had to be awake.
"You really don't need to address me like that," She stated warmly, and he nodded, but waited for her to finish before leaving. "Even after finding out that you're Chat Noir, and as well as finding out your father is Papillon. She won't ever leave you, Chaton. Know that, alright?" She told him, motherly.
Adrien blinked in shock, but nodded, transformed and left for his cold home.
"Do you think he believes me?" She asked.
Adrien opened one eye, having not been asleep. "I can hope so." He remarked.

They watched as Marinette freaked out when her alarm went off late, gave a wave at them and rushed out the door.
Adrien chuckled and she looked to him warmly. "Why can I see us walking to our old school and meeting with them after school, just to freak everyone else out?" She asked.
Adrien sat up quickly with a grin. "Oh, can we! Please, mon chérie, s'il vous plaît!" He pleaded, with his pleading eyes.
Which she saw. "I hate it when you do that." She commented.
He knew what that meant. "Woohoo!"

They told Fuu they'd be back later, and noticed that sly smile of his, that told them he probably knew what they were going to do.
"It's easier once everyone knows anyway." Adrien told her.
She had to agree there. Alya and Nino would cover for them every time they needed to transform, Nathalie would open up the Agreste Mansion if they were on that side of town for rest and food. They could even stay the night. Tom and Sabine would let them in and give them something to eat, and let Adrien stay until he either left or stayed the night with her.
It was much easier.
Of course there were some people who didn't know, like the media, and Lila and Chloé, for example.
(There really would be a war between the two girls with Marinette if they knew).

So when they turned up at the middle school when school was finishing up, and their youngers saw them they freaked a little, Adrien ended up cackling at their faces, as well as Nino and Alya's confused ones.
"Dude, what?" Nino said, confused.
The adults in front of them were clearly Marinette and Adrien.
The Adult-Adrien even cackled the same way.
And clearly their friends hadn't found the time to tell them.
Smaller Marinette and Adrien looked confused. "What are you guys doing here?" Marinette asked in worry.
"Is something wrong?" Adrien asked.

Elder-Adrien waved his hand dismissively, while Nino and Alya looked as if they had been betrayed for not being told about this little detail. "No, nothing's wrong. I was bored. Princess here, indulged me." He noted.
Elder-Marinette huffed. "Yeah. Remind me to never do that again, Agreste." She snarled.
This made Nino and Alya look to each other, but Elder-Adrien to blink. "Why? You'll only end up doing it again?" He asked.
It was possibly the wrong thing to say, as he got whacked upside the head by her with her child's yo-yo again.
"My bad, ma chéri," He remarked, holding his head as she spun the yo-yo threateningly.
Now Nino and Alya were really confused.
"What's going on?" Alya asked the Marinette that was face palming next to an awkward looking Adrien.
"Uh, they came through a time portal, and are stuck here until it reappears again." Adrien offered, watching himself pout to his Lady.
"And they are actually you guys from the future?" Alya near on screeched, she knew what the word "chéri" meant, just as much as the next French person.
"Um, yes?" Marinette offered.
"Holy crap, dude, they're married." Nino exclaimed seeing the additional ring on the Elder-Adrien's finger that matched the Elder-Marinette's.
Elder-Adrien blinked and looked to his ring. "Hey, Princess, they noticed! It took them way longer where we're from!" He remarked happily, enthusiastically jumping up and down from one leg to the other.
Elder-Marinette actually rolled her eyes. "That might be because we're actually wearing wedding rings this time, Minou. You wanted them to figure it out when we didn't have them on. Seriously, I think that comes with the territory?" She said.
Her partner shrugged, but went back to chuckling.

There was soon a large explosion and a roar of rage, that made the elders sigh.
"Ah, well, that peace didn't last long. Seriously, how did we do this when we were kids?" Elder Marinette sighed.
Elder-Adrien looked to her in worry. "Will you be alright? You didn't sleep this afternoon." He said in concern.
"Ask me that again, and I'll hurl you off the Eiffel Tower." Elder-Marinette seethed, causing her Adrien to hold up his hands in defence.
Marinette and Adrien looked from each other than to their elders. "Is it an akuma, or whatever sent you guys here?" Marinette asked, strategically ignoring Nino and Alya for the moment.
Marinette looked to where people were running away from. "Doesn't feel like what sent us here." She pondered.
"Please don't tell me you're gonna throw me—" Elder-Adrien stalled when his wife gave him a sly grin. "—you're gonna throw me, aren't you?" He pleaded.
"Out of both of us, which of us can actually fly?" She asked.
Elder-Adrien looked deadpanned. "Considering I'm the cat, I would hope not! I have paws not wings!" He admonished, pouting with his arms crossed, but he noticed the confused faces of Nino and Alya happily.
Marinette face palmed. "She did it again." She muttered.

Before Alya and Nino could ask what the heck they were talking about, in two flashes of light therein stood Ladybug and Chat Noir.
Ladybug and Chat Noir as adults.
Because there clearly needed to be an explanation between the two.
"Yep, they did it." Adrien remarked dryly, face palming along with his partner.
They watched in stunned and awed silence as Ladybug, gripped Chat by his hand and actually pitched him in the direction of the akuma.
"WHAT IS IT WITH YOU AND THROWING ME, WOMAN!" They heard him yell indignantly as he was flung through the air at an alarming speed, screaming as he flew past buildings.
He would hopefully land on all paws.
"You're the one who can't fly." Ladybug growled, then flew off in the same direction, with a come hither look to the children before so.
Nino and Alya turned to Marinette and Adrien. "WHAT IS GOING ON!?" They yelled.
"Um, surprise?" Adrien asked.
"Yeah, no, that doesn't work." Nino commented.
Alya looked about ready to have a break down. "You-You guys from the future… are actually Ladybug and Chat Noir? What?" Alya asked, trying to stutter out too many questions.
Marinette and Adrien looked to each other. "That wasn't apparent when we just watched Marinette hurl Adrien several blocks away?" Adrien asked just as indignant as his counterpart.
"I thought that was pretty self-sufficient…" Marinette tried nervously.
Silence reigned supreme, crickets were chirping as Marinette and Adrien shifted uncomfortably on their feet in the face of their friends.
"Oh, for the love of mercy. Let's just go!" Alya screamed, finding Nino's arm and dragging him along, in the same direction the adults had gone off to.
Marinette sized Adrien up. "This was a good idea, apparently? …They wouldn't have done it if they didn't think so…?" She asked.
He shrugged his shoulders, but they followed their friends.

By the time they got there, there was already a mass confused crowd awing up at the elder counterparts of Ladybug and Chat Noir, and several craters.
Chat polled back down over to meet them. "Wow, you guys took your time," He stated, one eye on the akuma and one eye on the children protectively.
"Yes, sue us, we actually walked." Alya grudged at him.
Chat blinked at her. "True. You weren't thrown." He muttered, then seeing Ladybug backing off, he got out what looked like a little black ball, tossed it up and down a few times, patiently waiting, before throwing it up one last time, only to bat it out with his baton with a cry of "Noir Étincelle!". They watched as once the akuma was hit, it was electrified with black electricity, and slumped into the street for a second.
"Huh. That usually works." Chat muttered, seeing the akuma get back up, more angrily.
Ladybug fluttered down towards them and Chat. "Well, that only made him angrier." She noted, hovering by Chat's side while the akumatized person bulldozed its way towards them.
Chat looked to his Lady. "Cage him?" He asked.
Ladybug nodded. "Cage him." She agreed, then chucked something at the incoming person with a yell of "Annuler Cage!", amazing everyone when the akumatized person ran full ball into a now materialised human sized cage around him.
"Akumas, akumas…." Ladybug strained as if trying to remember procedure.
"Object?" Marinette offered.
Ladybug and Chat looked to her. "Say what?" They asked.
They blinked at their elders. "Geez, how long as it been since you battled akumas?" Adrien asked.
Ladybug blinked. "How long have we had Nooroo?" She asked.
"About ten years? Maybe more?" Chat replied, just as puzzled. "Forgive me if I don't actually remember the date." He snarled.
"Yeah, you're excused." Ladybug said. "You guys do it, I'm literally going to fall out—" She de-transformed, making Chat yelp and run to catch her. "Of the sky…" She finished.
Chat looked concerned. "My Lady…." He stated worriedly.
"I'm fine, Minou. But I won't be able to transform again for a while." She mentioned.
While this was going on, Adrien and Marinette had bolted for cover so they could transform. They didn't know if that cage thing had a limit once Ladybug was out of commission, but it seemed to be holding for now.
The crowd cheered when the smaller versions of Ladybug and Chat Noir they knew turned up to battle as well, even if they were totally confused about what the heck was happening.

Once Elder-Chat put Marinette down with a worried glance over, he stepped in front of her (and the children) protectively. Only running off a few times (only to return once he was done) when the cage dematerialised into shiny dust particles, and the akuma retaliated by throwing exploding balls, all of which Chat batted back with his baton.
In the end the object was a pin on the person, that Ladybug smashed and expelled the butterfly only to free it once it was pure.
Therein came the awkward moment that once they got away, they realised that Elder-Marinette had de-transformed in front of a live media camera.
There would be about two people who would recognise her…Those being her parents.
Once they realised this, Elder-Marinette groaned in despair, while Elder-Adrien put his arm around her in comfort.
"What shall we do, Princess?" He asked.
Elder-Marinette just sighed. "Probably gonna need to tell them the truth…" She muttered making her younger self groan too.

They all crept into the back end of the bakery, noticing it was closed.
Her parents were smart people, they had been able to recognise their daughter, even if she was grown up, somehow, and were able to put together that their current daughter would also be Ladybug.
It made sense, now that they knew why there were marks against her name in school saying she was absent that coexisted side by side with a Ladybug appearance.

They all flinched when the door creaked closed behind them, causing her parents to turn around.
"Marinette!" Sabine sobbed and ran at her daughter to engulf her in a hug, while looking through her tears to see the grown up version standing awkwardly next to a very grown up Adrien.
"Hello, Maman," Surprisingly was said by the man next to her daughter first.
Both Sabine and Tom looked to him in amazement, but they quickly understood that they had taken him in as the said boy that looked flustered at the ability to be able to call Sabine that in the future.
Sabine was quick to get back to her daughter. "Dear, why did you never tell us?" She asked, letting her child pull back.
"Technically speaking you weren't allowed to know in the first place." Marinette said with a hiccup.
"My bad, again. Hormones don't mix with Miraculous magic." Elder-Marinette apologised, holding up one hand as if she were to pledge.
She watched as her parents blinked rapidly at her, then repeatedly looked to and from her face, her stomach, to the man next to her.
"Are they gonna explode?" Elder-Adrien whispered.
Elder-Marinette shrugged.
"Oh-My-GOD!" Sabine ended up screaming.
"I'll take that as a yes." She amended.

They ended up gathering in the family room, with Nino and Alya chatting to each other about how they missed so many obvious clues, Marinette and Adrien looking understandably nervous, her parents looking understandingly. They all looked up when Elder-Marinette got up.
"Excuse me," She said after taking one look at the bakery stand, then walked off into the bakery kitchen.
They watched as Elder-Adrien counted down on his fingers.
"ADRIEN!" She yelled.
"I love this." He remarked happily and walked off to wherever his wife had wandered off too.
Marinette and Adrien blinked at each other before they were the first to scamper off to see what the elder yelled about.

Adrien walked into the kitchen to find his wife trying to reach something from the top shelf.
"Yes, Princess?" He asked, walking up to her.
She turned around and smiled. "Can you get down the custard powder?" She asked.
Adrien nodded and lent up to get the packet, as Marinette walked over to the fridge, she didn't notice that Adrien also got down several other packets ahead of time, as well as leaning down under the bench to get out several types of sugar and measurements cups and bowls. When she came back him, she hadn't noticed the extra packets and instruments as Adrien timed her return and picked the powder packet, with a turn.
"This one, ma chéri?" He asked.
She smiled. "Thanks, Minou!" She replied happily.

They watched in amazement as they both ignored the blender, and Adrien whipped up whatever she was going for as she finished her bowl and got out water to drink. He seemed to know what he was doing, and knew what exactly she wanted from the ingredients to make.
"This enough, Princess?" He asked, as she wandered over to the ovens to make sure they were fired up and at the temperature she wanted it.
She looked over at the bowl he angled her way, and nodded. So, he put the bowl down and scampered over to where the oven trays were, and picked the ones he knew she wanted based on the ingredients, bases and temperature alone. While she went about the fridge for something, he gathered a serving spoon, and spooned out small amounts on the baking try, and other bigger amounts in the cup trays into bases, then gathered the other mixing bowl she mixed and timed it well that she only had to do several and put them in the oven.

"How the hell do you even know what you're doing?" Nino seethed at his friend.
His friend was currently open mouthed slackened in awe of himself actually cooking, and was able to time it so perfectly that his Lady had the smallest of jobs without her seeing it as such. He had done this enough times to know how she worked and how long she took between each project of whatever she wanted baked.
"That was totally amazing." The boys heard Marinette wheeze to Alya.
"Whelp, you wanted him, you apparently got him, according to the wedding rings, girl. So keep him." Alya replied snarky.
Marinette quickly went red with embarrassment, and covered her face with her hands. "Alya…" She tried.
"No, I swear you deserved that." Alya replied, still a little pissed she hadn't been told.

They watched as a timer on Adrien's phone went off, and he pulled out the trays and put them on the counter, where Marinette was ready with a piper piece with a styled end for crème decorating while Adrien picked up a small spoon and sprinkled on mixed chocolate chips, allowing that once Marinate was finished with her crème on one particular cake, the top was already on and dusted the sugar and a slice of apple that he gotten from the fridge and cut into slices.
Marinette turned around with a finished product, with a smile. "Here!" She said happily, while Adrien was already sitting on top of the bench, munching away on one just as happily.
Whatever the thing they made was it was heaven in a biscuit-pastry.

"What was that! It was amazing!" Marinette gushed after eating two.
Elder-Adrien chuckled. "It's what happens when she craves things and owns an actual bakery." He said, holding a hand over his mouth as he ate his fifth. Elder-Marinette glared at him. "Je t'aime, ma chéri." He told her nervously, hopefully to placate her, while not noticing the many gushes that were made because of what he just declared.
Elder-Marinette sighed. "Damn straight you do." She retorted.
Elder-Adrien smiled. "Always and forever." He promised, crossing his fingers sincerely.
Cue more gushing.
Elder-Marinette rolled her eyes and walked over to him to kiss him. "Can never stay mad at you, Minou." She said and he nuzzled back into her.
Cue epic gushing.

They were grateful that the next day wasn't school.
Nino and Alya had to run along to their own homes, the elder Marinette and Adrien settled on the couch in the Dupain-Cheng family room, Marinette's parents getting dinner ready, Adrien helping, having been told he could actually help, while Marinette tore up the stairs and into her room to tear down all the pictures she had on her walls again, her Tikki laughing at her, but helping her all the same.
By the time Marinette was able to come back down after storing all the pictures in a safer place than her walls, she met Adrien on the stairs landing.
"There you are!" He welcomed happily, seeing her coming down.
Marinette's face flushed, still not used to how oblivious she had been to how open Adrien was with talking to her, and how patient he had always been when she tried to reply. "Ah, hello!" She was able to get out.
Adrien smiled. "Your parents made us all dinner. Are you alright with me staying? I've asked Nathalie already, and she said I could stay, your parents offered." Adrien asked her, his hand making its way to the back of his neck nervously.
Marinette blinked at him. "Yeah! You can stay! You don't need to ask!" She blurted out. A much heavier conversation she had with his counterpart ringing in her head as he stood next to her, weighing her down, as much as she had a crush on him, he needed her not to act like she was scared of his shadow. With who his father was, she wasn't about to kick him out, (not that she would kick him out, his father regardless!)
But she knew he needed to be told, probably multiple times that he was welcome in her home, on her roof, in her room, whenever he needed to escape his own house.
So, she sided up to him, when he looked downcast. "…You-You know you don't need to ask, right? That you're welcome here? At any time? Whether it be because you want to have dinner with us, or because you can't sleep at three in the morning." She tried saying, resaying many syllables over again in her attempt to get out everything she wanted to say.
Adrien was patient with her, which she was immensely grateful of, nor did he laugh. He just looked extremely surprised and awed. "You sure?" He asked.
She nodded enthusiastically. "Any time!" She reminded. "My window isn't locked!" It was far from her mind to be lewd, or have any double-meaning behind her wording: she just wanted him to be safe, and if he felt unsafe at three in the morning, he would very well need a place to sleep and probably hide.
Adrien could see where she was trying to go with what she said, and she truly meant what she said, (he could also see there could have been a double meaning to it as well. But he was a gentleman enough to not embarrass her further.) So, he just nodded. "Thanks a lot, Mari." He told her.
But he still ended up causing her nearly to trip on the last stair, thanks to him shortening her name, but luckily enough for him, he was able to catch her.
"Wow! Are you okay?" He asked in concern after catching her.
Marinette gave out an embarrassed noise. "I-I'm fine, thank you." She said, and he reluctantly let her go.
They looked to see Sabine come through the house to them. "There you are. Mind telling those two that there's food for them, if they're hungry?" She asked.
Marinette and Adrien nodded, and went over to the couch where the two had settled.
They came around, and stared openly at the two.
They were curled on each other, fast asleep, holding hands. Elder-Adrien seemed to be curled around his wife comfortably and protectively, with his head leaning against hers, while hers was leaning against his chest.
"Uh…?" Adrien started, looking back to Marinette. "Should we wake them?"
Marinette blinked. "I don't know?"
They gave out a yelp and a leap back of alarm when Elder-Adrien opened one eye to regard them sleepily.
"Uh…Hiya…" Marinette started, as they both gave a small wave.
Elder-Adrien regarded them sleepily still before slowing moving in a way that moved his wife to the couch behind her softly. He then gave out a huge stretch, rubbing his eye, and a cat-sigh ("nyah?") came out of his mouth as he yawned.
"Pardon?" He remarked politely, still with one eye closed, and rubbing the other.
Marinette and Adrien looked to each other, then back to him. "Dinner is on, if you're hungry." Adrien asked.
They watched as he was instantly awake, and his eyes bright.
He looked like Christmas had come early.
He instantly turned to his wife. "Ma chéri!" He started, and gently shook her awake. "Père et Maman made dinner! Mari!" He remarked lively, not seeing he caused the youngers to blink at each other.
She moaned awake. "Huh? Adrien? What?" She murmured.
"Père et Maman made dinner!" He repeatedly, gently, but enthusiastically.
It made her chuckle. "Alright, Minou, alright. I'm up." She said, and got up with his help only to groan as she stretched.

Marinette leaned closer to Adrien. "Do you ever just look at yourself and have no idea what's going on?" She whispered as they all walked to the dining table.
Adrien nodded minutely, internally extremely happy that he was close enough to Sabine and Tom that one day he was allowed to call them his parents.

Adrien ended up sleeping on Marinette's chaise in her room, while the elders camped out in the living room. They woke to the sounds of what sounded like wood pieces clashing and the elder's laughter. Marinette looked down from her loft bed to see Adrien looking up at her in confusion, before she bolted down and they both ran out the door to find the source of the noise.
Coming into the family area of the Dupain-Cheng residence, they watched as Elder-Marinette dashed around a corner, with a dismembered broom, laughing, only to dash around another corner. Elder-Adrien came around the first corner, with another dismembered broom, brandishing it like he would his baton, just as lively and as happy as his wife that he was apparently chasing. He was without his black layered shirt, (who knew where he tossed it once he was provoked into play-fighting with his wife), and his under layer shirt was crimpled and had his sleeves rolled up onto his shoulders, his hair was out of whack, but he didn't seem to have a care in the world as he chased his wife around.
But he completely stalled seeing them, and Marinette's parents coming up behind them looking at him awed and happily stunned.
He blinked at them, and released his competitive stance, to stand tall with his one hand nervously behind his head, the other trying to hide his broom he had probably destroyed. "Sorry, Maman, I forgot I don't live here, yet." He stated, apologetically.
Before anyone could say otherwise, Elder-Marinette came dashing around the corner behind him, not seeing the youngers, or her parents, and pulled his foot from underneath him with her broom, with a triumphant "HAH!".
He flailed like an octopus on his way down, giving out a cat-like alarmed yelp, crashing heavily onto the floor. She had both brooms at his neck before he was even aware of what had happened. "La miséricorde! La miséricorde!" He yelped waving his hands, crying mercy. He wasn't about the retaliate against his pregnant wife, with or without her parents and their youngers there.
(Not that he was going to tell her that!)
He gave a hand signal to what she hadn't seen, and she looked up, and turned extremely embarrassed. "Sorry, Maman et Papa!" She said, quickly tearing her broom away from her husband, and he got himself up, dusting himself off quickly, taking hold of his shirt only to pull it up to wipe his forehead, (this earned an extreme hyperventilating stare from Marinette at what exactly he absentmindedly was showing off. Him being Chat Noir definitely showed. And dang did it look good.)
A look and action that was noticed by Elder-Marinette. "Oi, pull your shirt down, you're gonna give her a heart attack." She said, internally snickering.
He stalled, but in fact did not put his shirt down, but looked to her in confusion. "What?" He asked, stalling his rubbing, opening one eye to her.
"Oh, for the love of mercy," She sighed, and forcibly pulled his shirt down. "There."
He just looked extremely confused. "Wait, what?" He asked, hands still poised as if he still had his shirt in his hand, blinking at where his shirt now wasn't.
"Seriously, how old are you? And you still can't act your age." Elder-Marinette sighed.
Elder-Adrien blinked, but realised there was something he was doing wrong. "I'm thirty, and I really can't." He remarked truthfully.
Elder-Marinette gave out a giggle. "At least you're truthful." She said, kissing him. "You better go and find wherever you tossed your shirt." She recommended.
Elder-Adrien gave a glance down, as if he just realised he wasn't wearing it, chuckled nervously then scampered off.

Elder-Marinette looked back to the youngers and her parents.
"Sorry, we seriously forgot." She repeated, nervously.
"Do you do that a lot?" Sabine asked, curiously, taking the brooms and leaning them against the wall.
She blinked. "Do what? Play fight?" She asked, and Sabine nodded. "Yeah, I guess we do?" She questioned, then seeing her husband returning, with his black shirt in his actual mouth while he was trying to fix his hair with his hands. "Oh my god, what are you doing?" She questioned, internally laughing at her younger self returning to hyperventilating, and the younger Adrien go completely red.
Her husband looked to her, not noticing the several heart attacks he was causing. "Tryin' ta' fix mu' 'air?" He asked, muffled.
Elder-Marinette blinked. "Oh my god, you're hopeless. Come here." She gestured, he scampered up to her happily, she took hold of his black shirt, tossed it over her shoulder, and dug through her purse, while Nooroo and Tikki flew out of the way of her probing fingers. She reached in and found her comb and started to comb through his hair, and he automatically lent down so she could reach, being a head and a bit taller than his wife had some problems, especially during times he was able to get her to do this. "What am I going to do with you?" She asked, as she straightened his hair for him.
"I forget I can't fix it with my hands?" He questioned back.
"No you don't." She answered, catching him.
Elder-Adrien shrugged, but lowered his head so she could reach further back.
This Adrien hadn't had styling gel in his hair for years once he flat out refused to have it in, but his hair had stuck that way anyway, having been styled in the same style for years, that if it wasn't combed back to that position it would end up flopping, out of whack, and looked like it gave up trying to look windswept.

They all watched the two, as she flicked one of his longer hair strands into place. "There." She stated, putting her comb away. "Don't run your hands through it next time." She said, giving him his shirt back, which he put on.
"Anyways!" Sabine put forth, making everyone jump. "Breakfast!" She said proudly.
"YES!" Elder-Adrien near on yelled, and bolted out the room.
Leaving them all in his wake.
"Uh, what?" Marinette asked.
Elder-Marinette chuckled. "Way to get through to Adrien?" She started, causing Marinette to perk up, while Adrien looked extremely embarrassed. "Through his stomach. Seriously. He lives for food." Elder-Marinette started, heading after her husband, and the others followed blankly. "I don't know how he can eat all he does, sweets and all, without putting weight on, seriously. I swear, recently I just look at food and put on weight." She ended up huffing.
"That's because your pregnant, not because you're eating more." Elder-Adrien remarked as they came through to the kitchen.
Elder-Marinette looked to him. "Is that supposed to make me feel better?" She asked, noticing how Marinette internally stopped working, her parents gushed and Adrien looked extremely uncomfortable.
Elder-Adrien looked confused. "Well, yes. There's a reason?" He said, confused.
Elder-Marinette vocally awed at him, walked over to him and kissed him. "Knew there was a reason I loved you." She said happily.