I did a doodle of my take on Belle Bleue!

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Juuno was no help.

All he had on this matter was, "Your the peacock. It's your truth to share."

It was up to her to reveal that she found out Malin's identity, and maybe reveal herself; or keep this matter to herself entirely.

It was all up to her.

Her decision.

It left her fuming and unsure. Annoyed that there wasn't anything her kwami was offering her, she went up to her terrace with a plate of cookies to try and enjoy the night.

Maybe get her answer...

Or maybe just glare at the starless night sky.

Grimacing at it, she took an angry bite of a macaroon.

Damn peacock miraculous, incapable of being lied too.

She sighed.

She should tell him.

She didn't like the idea of withholding information from him. Withholding that she knew.

She should tell him...

"Juuno?" she called.

Juuno pops up, blinking expectantly.

"Can I go for a flight?" she asked.

Juuno smiles.

Her light green scarf rattled loudly in the wind, jerking against the breeze as Belle flew. She dove around the roofs, skimming along the stony waves, the edge of her scarf just tickling the rims of the building. Slamming her silver boots to one, she spun up, feeling the twist of her scarf weaving after her. She stopped in the air, wings spreading to keep her floating as she turned her blue eyes to the half moon above.

She needed this.

With a smile, she dipped back and dove down, eager to skim and fly around in this lovely night.

She stopped only when she heard a tickle of music trailing after her form, playing a song to her nameless dance.

Looking down, she caught sight of the very fox that sent her out on this midnight flight. Scarf darting, Belle dropped down like a stone in the air, earning a fearful squeal from the fox below. He jumped up, racing towards her, ready to catch her. Before she hit the roof, she twisted around, scarf spread wide, letting her gently float down, a big cheeky smile on her lips.

Malin sent her a pout. "Bad bird," he bids, earning a giggle.

Snorting at her, he twirled his flute about fancily, before bringing it to his lips, playing a sweet melody, letting his body rock with it. Closing her eyes as she listened, Belle echoed it with a gentle hum, swaying slightly with the notes, her feathers twitching and rattling. Licking her lips, she softly voices, "You brought me out tonight."

Malin paused, one long ear turned to her. "Me," he said, bringing the flute down to peer at her, curious. Then he grinned. "Finally caught your heart I see, I knew it was only a matter of time before you fell for my charm."

She snorts. "No."

He spares her a worried frown. "Did you have a nightmare?"

"No."

"Then what is it Bluebird?"

Belle looks away, frowning slightly.

Malin tilts his head, eyeing her curiously, a little concerned.

"I'm sorry," she voices.

"Sorry?" he repeats.

"I... I know."

"Know...?"

"Who you are."

Malin tenses, then relaxes. He chuckles. "Can exactly hide anything from a peacock."

"I didn't mean to find out, but... I saw through your illusion... illusion of... Adrien Agreste..." She finished with a big flinch, hunching up slightly.

She could feel Malin frown. "But I never showed you an illusion of..." he falters. There would only be two who would see that. Reaching for her, he gently took her wrist, bringing it up to give it a sniff. She stood still, making sure her feathers were turned away from him. He looked up in surprise, meeting her nervous blue eyes. "M-Marinette?" he utters, breathless.

She offered him a tight, nervous smile. With a soft whisper of "Fan in," Belle disappeared in a flare of blue light, leaving Marinette beside the fox. She greets, "My Dread Pirate."

"You... you're..."

"A peacock," Juuno conforms, seating himself on Marinette's head and smiling at the fox. "Nice to officially meet you, Malin."

He gaped at the kwami, then to her.

"You're Belle Bleue," he gaped.

"Ye-yeah."

"You, you're my Bluebird."

"Yes." Marinette rubbed her arm nervously.

"All this time..." he utters in wonder.

Marinette hums.

Juuno floats away with a roll of his eyes. Reveals can be so dragging sometimes.

"It's always been you!" Malin cried, scooping Marinette up in a hug and sweeping her about, cackling happily while she squealed in surprise. "You've been right next to me this whole time!"Setting her down, he rubbed her face against her's, booping his nose against hers, grinning as he wiggled.

She laughed, sweeping a hand through her bangs. "Yeah, pretty funny, huh?" She waved her hands about, babbling, "This whole time, I like you, and you like Belle, and we've just been circling each other-"

Malin screamed. Loudly.

Marinette slammed her hands over the wiggling fox's mouth.

"Don't wake up all of Paris!" she scolds.

"Im sowwy," he said through her hands, tail wagging wildly. "I can't elp it. Im zo happy wight now."

She rolls her eyes. "Just because of the revea-" Marinette stiffens, slamming her hands over her mouth, realizing what she had let slip out. She has just verbally confirmed and confessed her feelings. She said it. She said it.

Oh god.

There was a long, strangled "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee," humming the air, a scream Malin was trying to muffle. Unable to resist, Malin came forward, wrapping her up in a tight hug, rubbing his his face against her head. Blushing hard, Marinette returned the hug, trying to bury her face in the crook of Malin's neck. Into her hair, he manged to utter, "It's you. It's only you I wanted knowing." Marinette squeezed him tighter, pressed her face harder into the smooth silk of his costume.

Near them Juuno smiles, softly cooing happily about the smoothness of the reveal.

He made a mental note to mention to Marinette that if they ever needed mood music, he'd be happy to provide.

Everybody fine with nondramatic reveal?