Adrien was walking around town buying some books when he came across his classmate. "Good morning Alya."

"Hi Adrien! How are you?" She smiled.

"I'm good thanks. What are you doing by yourself?" He wondered.

"No I'm not on my own. I'm waiting for Marinette to finish paying for her book." She pointed over to the counter where Marinette stood waiting for the woman to bag her book.

"Have you been watching the Olympics lately?" Adrien asked.

"Thankyou for reminding me! Marinette and I wanted to watch the gymnastics tonight." She laughed. "We want Bailey Aiguille to win."

Marinette walked over to them. "Hi Mari." Adrien smiled.

"Wha!?" Marinette jumped. "Oh h-hi A-Adrien."

"What book did you get?" He looked to the bag she was holding.

"Uh um I uh got a cook book for my mum." She blushed. "She's sick at the moment."

"Oh that's terrible? Well send her my condolences. Bye girls." He walked away waving.

"If your so stressed about Marinette's mum why don't you give them something?" Plagg suggested to his hero.

"Yeah like what?" He asked.

"I don't know what humans like but, I would definitely want Camembert." He stuffed a big block of cheese into his mouth.

"The Bakery! If her mother is sick her father would have to balance out working at the bakery and looking after his wife!" Adrien thought for a moment.

"So what?" Plagg said with a mouth full of cheese.

"I think I should go visit my favourite bakery."

Marinette was waiting behind the counter. So far there had been only ten customers so Marinette found working quite easy. She was just about to go on a lunch break when the bell at the door jingled. She spun around at once.

"Welcome to "Tom & Sabine Boulangerie Patisserie" how can I help yo-uuuuu..." She finally noticed that Adrien was in her house. "Uh hi A-Adrien how can I help you?"

"Actually, Marinette, I came to help you." His warm smile gave Marinette butterflies.

"Help with what?" She said.

"With the bakery. I know your mums sick and your dad is probably helping her so I thought you might need some help here at the bakery."

"Really?" Marinette had been dying to hang out with Adrien. "Well I'm going on a lunch break now so would you mind flipping the sign?"

"No problem."

"Do you want to watch some tv I think the olympics are on." Marinette fiddled around with the remote.

"Uh ok."

They both sat there watching but neither one could pay attention because Marinette was thinking about Adrien sitting next to her and Adrien was thinking about Marinette sitting next to him. After a few minutes Adrien subconsciously put his arm around her but as soon as his hand touched her shoulder Marinette flinched and fell off the couch.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you." He helped her up. "Are you alright?"

"Y-yeah I'm fine. You didn't scare me I uh, I just, um, remembered that uh, we have to open the shop again!" Marinette ran into the bakery part of the house.

"Oh yeah." Adrien followed closely behind her.

"So do you know much about baking?" Marinette flipped the sign back over.

"Not really but I'm a fast learner."

"Well how about I do the baking and you do the customers." She rolled some dough with a rolling pin.

"Yeah ok."

As the day came to an end and they closed the shop they started to clean away everything. While doing so they accidentally collided with each other Marinette looked up and Adrien was smiling at her and she could feel heat rising in her cheeks quickly.

"We worked great today." He smiled.

"Y-yeah I guess." Marinette wanted to look away but his face was so close to hers. And getting closer, and closer! Adrien closed his eyes and Marinette's heart started beating loud, so loud that she could hear it in her ears.

"Marinette! The gymnastics!" Alya's voice was heard at the door and the two separated quickly.

"Oh yeah." Marinette's face burnt.

"Well I guess I better be going." Adrien spoke. "Thanks for today Mari, I had fun." He gave her a wink and left the shop.

Marinette's heart fluttered.

"Uh what was that?" Alya walked up to her friend. "Marinette why was Adrien Agreste in your house centre metres away from your face!?"

Marinette stood there stunned. "What was that?" She said dreamily.

"Ugh never mind." Alya rolled her eyes. "Let's watch some gymnastics."

The two girls sat on the couch and started watching the gymnastics. "Go Bailey!" They would shout every so often.

After 10 minutes of watching it came to the rhythmic gymnastics. Another blonde girl with piecing brown eyes scowled at Bailey. "Well she reminds me of a particular girl I know." Alya laughed.

"Chloé?" Marinette said.

"Duh?"

"No I mean in the crowd. On tv at the olympics." Marinette ran to the tv and pointed to the crowd.

"Oh no this can't be good." The blonde contestants face appeared on the screen. "Emily bourgeois!?" The two girls screamed. "That's Chloé's cousin!"

Emily did an outstanding job but now it was baileys turn she mastered every move but out of nowhere a small spherical object rolled onto the floor. Bailey tripped on it and landed face first.

"What?" The two friends jumped out of their seats. They watched eagerly to see what would happen next. In the background you could see Emily and Chloé laughing almost identically.

One of the judges held up a card which read disqualified on it. Baileys eyes were full of hurt and pain and anger. She ran out of the gym.

"That is so not fair!" Alya shouted to the tv.

"That evil Emily! She had no right! Just because I practise more than her doesn't mean she has to cheat!" She cried into her arms. "I hate her!" She threw her gold medal she won at her first Olympic championship. Her prized possession.

She regretted throwing in so she went to pick it up but as she did a black butterfly flew into it and Bailey was full of anger.

"Flexagirl, I am Hawkmoth. You were unfairly disqualified for your rightful win. I can help you win back your title but to do so you must get me Ladybug and Chat Noirs miraculous'" The voice spoke as if it where her mind talking. "Do you accept?"

"Yes Hawkmoth."