Author's Note: Hey there everyone~ Sorry that this chapter's late :P I began posting another story too and that one was really popular so I couldn't help but post another chapter of that as my weekly update XD But this fic's still going on too, don't worry~ It's every other week as promised :D

To make it up to y'all too, I want to give y'all some spoilers~ Not heavy ones XD
Some games that I'll be writing that I'm excited to write about include Mario Kart 8, Dead By Daylight, and Pokemon Go. I have some big plans for those games and can't wait to share them with y'all ^o^ (Mario Kart 8 has already been written too. It's Chapter 6 :D)

Chapter 3

Overwatch: An online competitive game where teams of five players battle to complete objectives based on location. Players can choose 21 different heroes from 4 different classes: Attack, Defense, Tank, and Support to help accomplish their mission. It's all about teamwork!

The day of the stream finally came. Despite all of the previous circumstances, Marinette was looking forward to streaming with Chat. This was her first time teaching someone about one of her passions.

Chat Noir contacted Marinette on Skype just before the stream to discuss what game they should play. Seeing as it was one of her favourite games and the game introduced her to Chat, she selected Overwatch. This way too, she can teach him how to properly play and commentate the game for whenever he decides to solo stream the game next.

The stream got fired up around 7:00, where Chat began by introducing his partner for the night to the audience. "Meow everyone! Tonight, we have a very special guest, who will make this stream even more "amewzing" to watch. Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce you to the one and only Ladybug!"

"Hi there everyone! It's a real pleasure to be here!"

"And it's a pleasure having you here my lady." Marinette rolled her eyes, hearing that nickname being used again. She let it slide for the time being, as she was excited to play. "Tonight, her and I will be playing Overwatch! Let's jump into a match, shall we my lady?"

Marinette silently sighed before perking herself up. "Yup! I'm all set to go!"

It wasn't long before the two of them were placed in a match. Luckily, it was just the beginning of a match so they had some time to discuss their strategy. The map selected was King's Row, and they were on offense; having to control a point then escort a payload to its destination.

Marinette watched as the random players in the lobby selected their characters and began thinking on what would be the best move. "You like going Reinhardt, right Chat?"

"Mhmm~"

"Okay! Reinhardt's great for this map! We'll need your shield to block any turrets or snipers that will be waiting for us. I'll use Tracer for the first half, then I'll switch to Mercy when we escort the payload."

Chat gave no response to Marinette's plan. She couldn't see but his viewers noticed that his eyes were wide with surprise and his mouth was hung slightly open and curved into a smile that didn't seem to fade.

"Chat?" Marinette called out, having the man snap back to reality and select the tank character as per instructions. The two raced to the doors were keeping their characters captive until the timer finished its countdown. Marinette's character Tracer bounced up and down in front of Chat's character, as a fun way of showing her excitement. Chat couldn't help but laugh and repeat the same gesture.

"Chat!" Marinette cried out, capturing his attention. "I see a Bastion at the building just in front of us. We need you to put up your shield the moment the doors open. I'll race forward while it's distracted with you and get rid of it."

"Got… it." Chat looked at his chat and began to grimace. Looking at his channel's page only made things worse for him.

"3, 2, 1!" the game's announcer counted, with the doors opening right after one. Marinette cheered as she entered the battlefield. "Alright Chat, let's do this!"

She had her character flash forward, beyond the turret character's line of sight, assuming that her partner was right behind her and giving the other teammates cover. She began attacking Bastion with Tracer's twin pistols, but much unlike her plan, the character swiveled around and started attacking her. She used one of Tracer's abilities to rewind her position and escape Bastion's sights. She then flashed to cover and began thinking of an alternative plan. "Alright Chat, for games like these, you need to call out your enemy's positions. Aside from the Bastion, who else do you see?"

Marinette waited for a response, but she never got one. However, she could hear grunting sounds coming from Chat's end. She was confused as to why he was making them, so since her character was currently safe with cover, she clicked away from the game and booted up his stream. There, she was mortified at what she saw. He was back at it again, using his looks to attract the audience. He was flexing at the camera, in sync with his character. He then leaned into his webcam and brushed his hair with his fingers and winked at the camera. "That Bastion is a little too scary for us. We're just going to hang back here for a bit. You all don't mind, do you?"

Marinette's face was red with both blush and anger, but mostly from the latter. She was offended and disgusted that he was doing this again! He didn't even last long and give her teachings a chance!

"Hey Chat!" Marinette yelled at her screen, seeing that Chat was still in the Skype call with her. She waited until she knew he heard her and continued, "Play with yourself kitty!"

At that moment, she ended the call and left the game; not caring about the penalties the game imposes for quitting mid-match. She just had to get away from Chat Noir.

She slumped in her seat and sighed. She reached over and grabbed a nearby pillow and screamed into it with frustration. She just couldn't believe it. Here she was, all excited to teach Chat how to be a let's player and improve his content but yet, he tossed that all in her face.

The game's music began playing once more, reminding Marinette that she hadn't quit the game. She rolled back over to her screen and was about to hit the escape key, but something caught her eye. In the bottom left of the screen was a message, coming from Chat Noir. It said "I'm sorry."

She stared at the message and grimaced. She narrowed her eyes and said to the screen, as if she were responding to Chat, "No you're not."