Another short, Yay! Although these may start slowing down as I work on other things. Featuring the lovely ladyblogger and some sides of the love square. Enjoy!

"Man, this is a nasty akuma," Alya Cesaire whispered as she looked out the window. It seemed like half of Paris was on fire. Her fingers twitched towards her phone and keys. She'd feel better if she was out there, doing something, anything. Watching it play out from a safe space was excruciating.

The twins yelled in the next room and she was reminded once again why she wasn't out there filming. Stupid sisters. Stupid work event her parents had to go to. How could she possibly call herself the ladyblogger if she wasn't chasing the action?

Her phone dinged and she picked it up as she went to yell at the twins. Still with the monstrous duo?

She smiled. Nino was great. He was also super relieved she wasn't out there in the thick of it. Hawkmoth's attacks had gotten worse in the past week. Almost deadly. The miraculous cure did it's job, but scars were starting to appear. People were growing nervous.

Shooting her boyfriend a quick reassurance, Alya put her sisters to bed for the third time that night, smiling as she remembered their night of terror as akumas. She promised to get Rena Rouge on them if they didn't get to sleep. That quieted them. She went back to her room, pulling up the newsfeed.

Ladybug and Chat Noir had disappeared from the scene. People were being evacuated. It wasn't uncommon for the two superheroes to leave momentarily to recharge, especially with the recent violent akumas. Alya scowled at the lady on screen. She was doing a horrible job, obviously scared herself and causing more panic. She was covering more about the destruction than the akuma itself. What a waste.

Knock, knock.

Alya whipped her head around to her window, mouth falling in surprise at Ladybug hanging in front, carrying a bleeding Chat. She jumped up, flinging open the window.

"Ladybug? What's going on?"

There had been a few times where she had helped out the spotted hero as herself, but it always came as a surprise. Of all the people in Paris, why chose her? Whatever the reason, Alya was touched by the trust the hero had in her.

"Do you have a first aid kit?"

Alya glanced at Chat, who was gripping his side, signature smile twisted into a grimace, "Yes. Put him on my bed. I'll get it!"

"Cookies and cheese too! As much as you can spare!" Ladybug called out to her, laying Chat on the bed. "Hang in there chaton."

Alya grabbed as much as she could carry, grateful her parents kept a fully stocked industrial first aid kit at all times. With her mom as a chef and her dad working at the zoo, this family was familiar with major accidents. She pushed open her door, hanging back as Ladybug whispered to Chat.

"Thank you Alya," Chat said, a smile forcing its way through, warning Ladybug of her entrance. She latched onto the first aid kid, quickly pulling out bandaging and wrapping it around Chat.

"So...what happened?"

A beeping filled the air and Ladybug pursed her lips, only turning to Alya once Chat was out of danger of bleeding out. "You can keep a secret, right Rena?"

"Of course! I'd never betray you two!"

"Good, because you're about to get the secret of a lifetime." With one last beep, light filled the room and Alya was left staring at two of her best friends. There was a moment of silence and pandemenium broke out.

"I knew it! I knew it and you, gah! You lied to me! That's not important! Ha! I knew it!"

"Alya calm down-"

"Cat's out of the bag, huh m'lady?"

"Really? Now, Adrien? Now's the time for puns?"

"Cheeeeese."

"Right here Plagg, next to my cookies."

"Every time is time for puns."

Adrien suddenly yelped, gripping his side as he curled in on himself. Marinette was at his side in an instant, fingers curling through his hair. The black kwami gulped the last of the cheese and burped, "Ready to go."

"C-claws out."

Another flash of light and the suit washed over him, the pain easing slightly. "Oh chaton. Why you insist on taking these falls is beyond me."

Alya sat in a chair beside the bed, "How can I help?"

Marinette looked at her best friend, eyes holding too much wisdom for someone her age. Gone was the clumsy girl she met in school two years ago. Here was Paris' hero, carrying all the burden and responsibility. "Adrien needs to stay out of sight while I get the akuma. I'm sorry to rope you into this again, but I was worried about him staying on a roof and bleeding out."

"Girl, you kidding? You know I got your back."

"And no posting to the blog."

"Adrien is here to watch me," she smiled sadly, "And I'm not gonna remember once the akuma is cleansed, right?"

Marinette studied her, "Even if you don't, I promise to tell you after. I owe you that much."

She smiled, hugging Alya tightly. Ladybug's kwami chimed in, stating she was ready to go and Ladybug was back. She swept at Chat's bangs and kissed him on the cheek, then flew into the night.

Alya may have squealed.

Adrien, Chat Noir, laughed, then groaned, "You know, you're handling this better than I thought."

"Well, I always knew I wouldn't tell anyone if I ever found out. It was just fun to look. And after being Rena, things changed. Wait...I thought you and Ladybug didn't know each other's identities?!"

He blushed, "That's uh...recent development. Like...in the last month? I mean, before then we had no idea, and it wasn't really on purpose? It sorta just happened."

A month. They knew for a month. How convenient that, around that time, Marinette lost her stutter around Adrien. How convenient that Adrien suddenly asked her out at that time. Ohhh, these two were in so much trouble. "Spill."

Sunshine just began spilling his guts, vomiting the words before he could stop himself. It made Alya's head spin. Minutes stretched to an hour and all of the sudden, ladybugs washed over Paris and all over her room.

She blinked, staring at Chat Noir in her room, "...Chat Noir?"

He studied her closely then gave a smirk, "A pleasure as always miss Cesaire."

"Wait!" she yelled as he stepped on her window sill, "Can I get an interview?"

His grin grew, "Purrhaps later. I have a Lady to cat-ch. See you tomorrow!"

With his signature salute he bounded out and over the rooftops. She stared after him. Tomorrow? Why would she see Chat Noir tomorrow? A headache was beginning to form as she tried to recall what led to him being in her room in the first place. He was hurt. There was an akuma.

Her phone dinged. She looked down at it. 4

Well that's weird. It came from her email too. She opened it up. A choppy version of herself came on the screen.

"Alright, listen up. I don't have much time. Chat Noir, aka Adrien freaking Agreste is in your room. and your bff is counting on you." Alya stared at the screen, memories slowly connecting as it flooded back to her. Chat, Ladybug, the akuma. The reveal.

"Okay, I think that's it. Operation kick butterfly butt is a go. Over and out." The video clicked off.

"I can't believe you didn't think I'd tell you."

Alya yelped, jumping out of her seat. Marinette laughed, stepping fully into the room. She was clothed as herself, although the shadow behind her still had ears and claws. Her kwami zoomed over to the cookies again, looking utterly exhausted.

"In my defense, you haven't told me in TWO years."

Mari sat beside her, "It wasn't time."

"Well, now you're stuck with me," Alya crossed her arms, going into full mom mode, "Especially with Hawkmoth knowing who you two are."

Her best friend sent a withering glare to the cat behind her. His ears went flat and he gave a sheepish grin, "Slip of the tongue?"

Marinette was not impressed, "Go tell Nino it's time, before you end up telling her everything."

"Wait! NINO KNEW BEFORE ME?!"