Author's Note: Hey there everyone! :D

First, I just wanted to thank you all for the support for this new story! I've been reading all of your reviews and I have to say, it really makes me motivated to keep writing! :D I have a LOT of amazing ideas that I want to write for y'all so hopefully y'all will like them~

Second, I know I said I'd be updating this every other week but I wanted to give y'all this chapter first for two reasons~ 1) Because you guys deserve it 3 and 2) Because I'm working on another long fic and it wasn't ready for this week so Chapter 2's in place of it~ The new story will come next week!

Lastly, I just want to apologize if this is a bit dry XD I needed to advance the plot and this was the best I could come up with~ There will be gaming in the next chapter I promise! And it'll feature my third favourite game of all time too, Overwatch ouo But anyways, hope you guys enjoy this one!

Chapter 2

Marinette remained motionless, as she re-read the message over and over again. She was suspicious of the message, didn't know what to make of it. During her time as a streamer, she has received some rather sarcastic messages from other users that she had to ignore. She couldn't tell though if this time was one of those times or not. It didn't seem like it, but the wording made her suspicious.

She sighed, and decided to take it for what it's worth. She did feel ashamed for what she said to the man earlier, having her temper get the best of her. If the message that Chat Noir sent really was genuine, then he at least deserved an explanation.

"Hi Chat Noir,

I may have let my temper get the best of me and I apologize. However, I do have a zero tolerance for people that flaunt their looks for views which is what you appeared to be doing and I was uncomfortable watching you do that. I came to your stream to check out your content and was greatly disappointed with what I found.

Ladybug."

It wasn't long before she received a message back from the blond streamer.

"Ladybug,

I appreciate your honesty and I thank you for your reply. I'm sorry you felt uncomfortable with what you watched. Would you per chance be interested in helping me change my content?

Sincerely, Chat Noir."

"Ch-change his content?" Marinette repeated out loud. She was surprised that he was asking such a question. She barely knows the guy and yet, he was asking for her help as if they were long-time friends. He didn't even know what her content was like, so why was he so sure that she would be able to help?

Things were still suspicious to her and she was getting worried about what his true motives could be. She wanted to just ignore the message and carry on with her life, but there was something deep down inside of her that mentally blocked her from doing that.

She sighed once more, and replied, accepting his offer. She gave him one of her Skype names in her message and told him that they would discuss details on there.

After sending the message, she signed into the instant messaging program and waited. She realized why, against her better judgement, why she was helping him. She has always been one to help others in need, even if she had to go out of her way for it no matter who they are. When he asked for help, she just couldn't say no because of this.

It was about ten minutes after she sent the message that she got a notification pop up on her desktop from Skype, saying that someone added her as a contact. As expected, the person was none other than Chat Noir.

Just after she confirmed him as a contact, a pop up appeared on her screen with a loud ringing noise following it. He was apparently wasting no time wanting to get down to business and couldn't wait to call her. She was taken back by the sudden action, but decided to answer it but only with her voice. No webcam.

"H-Hello, Ladybug?" Even though Marinette didn't have her webcam on, Chat Noir had no problem having his on. He was rubbing the back of his neck and blushing as he stared at the screen. Marinette was taken back by seeing him like this. It didn't seem like he was flirting, but rather, he was awkward. It was completely different than the person who she saw during the stream.

"I'm here Chat Noir." she responded back. She watched as the man smiled, hearing her voice. She felt the warmth that she felt earlier blossom inside her chest, seeing the beautiful smile spread across his face, but she managed to push it back, remembering what he was like before. "So you wanted my assistance?"

"Umm, yeah, I did." He turned away from the screen. "I've been wanting to improve my content for a long time now but… haven't been able to. I was hoping you could help?"

"You could start by playing the game for one." She watched as the man on the other side of the screen began laughing and holding his sides, but she didn't find what was so funny. He turned back to the screen and wiped away a tear. "Of course. That's a must after all! What else?"

She began to ramble on about how she does her own content, talking about how she observes her environments and other characters and makes comments about them, often turning out to be witty. She continued to talk about a variety of different topics that she felt would help him out. She was surprised at herself that she was able to talk about so much, but she just kept going and going.

When she was done explaining, she found him staring lovingly at the screen, smiling. He said after a few moments of silence, "You have a beautiful voice, you know that?"

She was taken aback by the sudden compliment. She felt the warmth she felt earlier return and intensify but at the same time, she also felt insulted. She poured everything she knew about streaming to him and it didn't even seem like he paid attention. She let out a large sigh. "You know, if you're not going to take this seriously then I-"

"No! No! No!" Chat cut in, waving his hands at the screen. "I was, honestly! It's just that, I can't help but admire that you know so much about this business. You sound so confident when you talk too. Are you sure you're not a professional streamer?"

"M-Me? No. I wish I was though but I just do this as a hobby. I have another job that's more important."

"I can relate." He sighed and shrugged his shoulders. "I do this as a hobby too to escape from my job but it seems like I can't escape from it no matter what I do. At least this way, I get a little space."

She was curious as to what he meant by "that he can't escape". She wanted to question further about it, but she was afraid of the answer. This man didn't seem like anyone that would have a shady job but then again, she just met him and she doesn't know much about him. In fact, at this point, he probably knows a lot more about her than she knew about him, perhaps a little too much.

"Say, Ladybug?" She snapped out of her own thoughts and focused back on the conversation. "If you're not busy, would you like to stream together on Friday? So you can be there alongside me while I give my content a real shot using your tips?"

"I uhh… don't see the harm in that I guess."

She felt unsure of her decision, but seeing how happy Chat was on the other side of the screen brought a smile to her face. He was spinning around in his chair, cheering. She set aside her worries for the time being and smiled, watching him continue to celebrate.

"I'll talk to you on Friday then my lady!"

"… Please don't call me that."