Chapter 6: A chat in a mask

The next day Marinette woke up and jumped out of bed. She squeaked and crossed a day off the calendar. She picks up Tikki and twirls her around the room laughing. »The day after tomorrow is the start of the carneval Tikki!« She gasped, putting the cat back on the floor, she quickly picked up her phone and threw herself onto her bed. She started texting.

'wake up chaton!'

She waited for a few minutes and then his reply came.

'im up, whats up?'

'the carneval is the day aftter tomorrow'

'wow already?'

'YEEEESSS'

'youre really excited arent you?'

'well duh. Do you have any time today?'

'...maybe, why?'

She knew he must be wearing the smirk that she saw every time she responded to his flirting, because she had asked him to meet, she sighed.

'i wanna show you a dance club'

'...im in. when?'

'meet me at my balcony around six'

'what am i supposed to do till then'

'go on a photoshot or sth'

'nah im gonna miss ya though'

'shut up'

'why its the truth'

'bye chaton...'

'goodbye princess'

He sighed. He was wondering if she was doing this on purpose, making him wait that long. Maybe it was a night club though. He couldn't wait to see her. He also couldn't figure out what to wear.

She didn't. Did she? Why would she show the girl? It was supposed to be a secret. What was she doing?

She hadn't meant to show the club to the girl, but then they were in front of it and she made a rash decision, she'd gone inside. Of course the girl followed her, she'd follow her anywhere. But when she saw the awe on the girl's face when she danced, she knew that she'd made the right decision. Now she only had to explain everything to him. Then she heard her name called, she must've gotten lost in thought.

Marinette looked at Tikki as the cat stared at a wall. »Tikki?« The cat seemed to snap out whatever she was thinking. The girl shook her head and focused on the outfit she was making. The club wanted the dancers to dance anonymously so she already had a costume. She was making one for Chat.

He looked around the apartment for something to do when his phone chimed. He quickly picked it up, hoping that it might be the girl. When he saw that it was a text from Natalie telling him that he has a photoshot at three o'clock.

She'd lost track when she was working and it was already two o'clock. Her mom was calling her for lunch. »Marinette!« She called again. »Coming!« The girl called back.

When she finished her food, she quickly ran back to her room and continued working on the costume. When she was finished with that it was already four o'clock and she had to get ready.

Her Ladybug costume consisted of a short red tank top with black dots and knee lenght black sweatpants.

She'd made a black hoodie with cat ears for chat and long black sweatpants to go with it. She'd sewn on a lime green stripe down the sides. She was really pleased with her work. By the time she'd put on her outfit and practiced some moves it was already five o'clock. She was just paking their clothes – she dressed at the club, when she heard a clink against her window and saw another rock hit the glass, Tikki was already waiting in front of the door. She rushed to the balcony and leaned against the railing. »Are you by any chance trying to break my window.«

He chuckled and looked up at her. »Nah. I just wanted to lure you out.«

She raised her eyebrows. »I said meet me at six.« She glanced at the clock. »It's half past five.«

He shrugged. »I couldn't wait to see you. Besides I came right after a shoot.«

She took another look at his eyes. »You're wearing the leenses again. This time they'll work though.«

He blinked. »I didn't even notice. What do you mean by they'll work though?«

»One second. I'll be right down.« She quickly climbed down.

When she'd jumped down her back was still turned to him and just as she was about to turn around, arms wrapped around her waist. She looked up and her blue bell eyes found his green ones. »Lovely to see you again, princess.« He murmured.

She quickly took his hand and twirled out of his arms. »Nice to see you too, chaton.« She smiled. »Let's go upstairs.«

He blinked. »Why?«

She pulled him towards the entrance to the hotel. »I have something for you.«

A mischevous grin spread across his face. »Oh, really?«

She hit him on the head with the keys of the room. »Not like that, you stupid cat.«

She could only hope that he was with the boy. He was probably not, since she hadn't seen him, but she can hope right? She can't wait for them to get to the room, she starts calling for him, hoping to hear a response.

When they got to the room Tikki was waiting in front of the door, meowing. Chat leaned down and pet her. »Sorry Tikki, Plagg's not with me.«

Why? Why wouldn't he bring him with her? She wanted to see him again. For a second she was so frustrated that she started screaming – sort of.

They looked at the cat when she started to meow loudly and Marinette picked her up. »I promise we'll visit Plagg and Chat tomorrow sweetie.« She kissed the cat and put her on the bed when she stopped meowing. He looked around the room. There were sewing accessories and rolls of fabric on her table. There was a bag on her bed and books on one of the shelves.

He looks over at her, to see that she's doing something at the table. He walks ober to her and lays his head on her shoulder. »What are you doing?«

She pushes him away by the bridge of his nose. »I'll show you in a second. Go sit somewhere or something, pet Tikki.«

He shook his head at her but walked towards Tikki and sat next to her. The cat gets up and settles in his lap and he starts petting her. »Aren't you a cutie?«

After a few minutes the cat lifts it's head and gets off him. »I can show you now!« Marinette shouted just as Tikki got out of his lap. He looks up. »Show me then.«

She turns around and his jaw drops. She's holding a black hoodie with cat ears and long black sweatpants with a lime green line on the sides. He rushes up to her and takes them out of her hands. »You made these?« He asks. She nodds, putting her hands behind her back, leaning towards him. »Do—do you like them?«

He looks at her and when he sees her concerned expresion, he envelops her in a hug and lifts her off the floor, laughing. »I love them!«

She giggles. »Let me down!«

He chuckles, throwing her over his shoulder and walking around. »Nope.«

She laughs, hitting him on the back. »Come on!«

»Ow! Stop hitting me.« he put her down and they laughed together.

When they caught their breath and stopped laughing, she spoke. »Okay, okay, let me explain about this club.« She looks at him and sees that he's listening, so she continues. »You have to wear a costume to compete in dancing and usually they use a pseudonym. You can dance any kind of dance, but I don't recommend jazz, ballet or anything like that, you get it. It's a club and the outfit I made you is for you. You can go with Chat for a name if you want. I based your outfit on the name you gave me, I hope that's okay. I think that's everything. Oh and they already know me cause I've already danced there. And don't worry it's more a young people club.« She inhaled, catching her breath. »Now that's all.«

He nodded. »Okay, when are we going?«

She smiled. »It doesn't open until eight, so we can hang out till then. I hope you don't mind staying out late, I didn't tell you before that.«

He smiled a sly grin. »So...What are we going to do now?«

A.N:

Here you go, a new chapter. Another will be posted later, as promised.

Someone asked why Plagg and Tikki like each other, because cats and dogs hate each other, well all I can tell you for now is that there is a little more to Tikki and Plagg than meets the eye.

Write ya soon and Dream on!

Timisa