Everything Changes –Chapter Fifteen

Not being annoying or anything but…yeah… I'm skipping ahead…so…yeah… Mari is now 8.5 months…

Adrien POV

10 WEEKS LATER

"Hey, what do you call a three humped camel?" I spluttered out, on the verge of overflowing with laughter.

"Do I want to know?" Marinette retorted sarcastically, as she slammed her design sketch book closed.

"PREGNANT!" It was a stupid joke, I know. But I was bored! What was I supposed to do?

"Again with the pregnancy jokes!? You know, I'd love to see how you'd handle being pregnant considering you fainted during my false labour!" She pointed her, now blunt, pencil right between my eyes with an eye roll.

"Meowch Princess! You wound me!" It appeared Mari had grown used to the nickname Chat had originally used, coming from me, because she flicked my nose playfully with a smirk.

"Wouldn't dream of it, Kitty," The words rolled off her tongue like honey. I had decided to drop by and pay her a visit, however, she was not prepared for any visitors and therefore made the decision to punish me. My punishment? To sit quietly behind her while she continued working on her presumably baby clothes designs. That didn't mean I obliged. I had started out next to Marinette, twisting a piece of her hair around my finger. She got quickly annoyed at that and sent me further away, sadly. So my next action? Talk aimlessly to no one in particular until she couldn't refuse to listen. Turns out I could talk forever without irritating her with my voice. And that's when I saw the yarn. A ball of baby blue yarn sat not too far away from me and I just couldn't help myself! When Marinette next turned round she was shocked (but awfully amused) to find me completely entwined in the unravelled yarn. That's how I ended up being noticed again. Apparently, I couldn't be trusted on my own. We continued talking for a bit when, strangely enough, a car alarm went off in the distance. As she made her way to the window, she scratched me behind the ear, like you would with a cat. I felt the vibrations rise up my throat and out past my lips, at the feel of her fingers through my hair. Mari had gotten so used to the constant purring that she no longer laughed at this poor innocent kitty, but she still cracked a smile every time. However, my purring came to an instant holt the moment we heard the explosion.

That's when it all started to go downhill.

"Boy, this is going to be a doozy! Hawkmoth hasn't attacked in months! Come on! We need to get you out of here!" Marinette's expression was not one of fear but one of determination. She grabbed my wrist and yanked me towards the door.

"Me?! You're the pregnant one!" Realisation struck through me like lightning as I repeated that sentence in my mind. "Oh good heavens! Ladybug is fighting pregnant!" Marinette dropped my hand as though she had just realised as well.

"Crap…" She muttered almost inaudibly. She still took care into making sure she got out of the room. In the process of locking me inside the room!

"It's for your own good!" I heard her say, her voice fading out as she presumably ran down the stairs. The irritated fidgeting the kwami was doing in my pocket snapped me back to the task at hand. I turned round to see that Marinette had left her window open. It was risky. What if Mari came back to find me gone? But… I couldn't leave Ladybug to fight on her own, right?

"Plagg, claws out!"

Leaping across the rooves of Paris was normally a relaxing feeling, however there were only two things on my mind today. Ladybug is fighting pregnant. I left pregnant Marinette home alone during an akuma attack. Once I had stopped I heard Ladybug land heavily beside me.

"Got anything yet?" She panted trying to regain her breath.

"Nothing. Ladybug, should you really be fight-" I began but was interrupted by a shrill scream.

"I don't really have a choice now, do I?" She finished before flinging her yoyo out and swinging towards the screams. I can't let her fight. I followed Ladybug to the source of the screaming and I realised Marinette was right about it being a doozy.

"I am Stillborn! I WANT YOUR MIRACULOUS!" The akuma screeched. Not a very punny line like the rest. This akuma was unlike any that we've faced before. She was wearing what appeared to be a hospital gown, torn and stained. Her hair was soaked and hung loosely over her shoulders. She was crying waterfalls and mascara dripped down her face. As soon as we heard her name we both automatically knew what had attracted the akuma. This was a sensitive topic for both Ladybug and I. I shared a glance with her and her eyes were red and glassy. A look I had never seen on Ladybug before. She quickly directed her attention back to the akuma. Stillborn now had the glowing pink butterfly mask around her face, which indicated that Hawkmoth was talking to her. She sobbed as she listened before nodding slightly and going back to her business. Her superpower was making people just like a stillborn. Yep, she was killing people then and there. She shot bright red liquid from the baby rattle in her right hand, directly towards a citizen and killed them instantly. Every time an innocent died I would hear Ladybug wince in an attempt to hold back the tears that threatened to fall. I swear to heaven and hell if the Miraculous Cure doesn't work-

"CHAT! LOOK OUT!"

I looked up just in time to see a stream of red shooting towards me. I held up my baton and began twirling it in defence. The blood like substance hit the spinning shield and rebounded to the floor. That's all it took for Ladybug to lose it.

"YOU STUPID CAT! DON'T EVER DO THAT AGAIN! DO YOU KNOW WHAT I'D DO IF I LOST YOU!?" Tears poured from her eyes and she screamed at me. I instantly felt sorry.

"Ladybug I-"

"WHAT DID I JUST SAY?! PAY ATTENTION!" At that moment a small baby milk bottle flung towards us. I swatted it away with my baton before we could experiment what it did. Turns out it was filled with explosive milk. It blew up in a smelly white explosion of milk in the air. I heard Ladybug wince a little louder than before. Maybe the milk bottle just killed someone. I batted away another bottle when I heard her cry out in pain. Maybe I should just stop deflecting Stillborn's attacks-

"Chat…" She wasn't yelling anymore. Her voice was slow and quivery.

"Don't worry Ladybug. I'm paying attention," I consulted as I shielded myself from another splash of blood.

"Chat…" Her voice sounded weak and really scared and she spoke between sobs. She cried out in pain once more. "The baby's coming."

DUN DUN DUUUUUUN!

I am happy. This story sucks on SOOOO many different levels but OH WELL! I have been waiting to write these chapters since the story started! Excitement levels exceeded.

Enjoy!

Sticks and stones don't normally hurt me

But words sure can hella hurt

Allie