Everything Changes –Chapter Twenty-One

Marinette POV

14 WEEKS LATER

"Adrien, I'm freaking out!" I whisper-screamed into the phone, not wanting to wake up Emma who was soundly asleep in my arms.

"Marinette, it'll be okay. Your parents aren't coming home for another three days. On the plus side, as soon as they know you can officially move in with me!" Came Adrien's chirpy voice from the other end of the call. Fourteen weeks ago, Emma was born. Fourteen weeks ago, Adrien told his dad. Fourteen weeks ago, Adrien's dad kicked him out. Fourteen weeks ago, Adrien bought a house. For US. I told him that I would move in after my parents finally got back. That was in three days, and I was freaking out.

"What would I say?! All Emma's toys are at your place, so it's a no to babysitting! What do I do!?" I accidentally raised my voice too loudly, and Emma began to stir.

"Mari, voice down. You'll be fine and-"

"Wait! Shh! Adrien stop talking! There's someone downstairs!" I panicked. I didn't know why. I was Ladybug after all. I started thinking of the worst thing that could happen. It could be a robber, or a murderer, or CHLOE! Maybe I was-

"Marinette! We're home!" I heard my parents call from directly below me.

"Shit! Adrien, my parents are home early!" I hissed into the phone. "Emma's asleep! I can't leave her up here! I have to go, Kitty!" I rambled.

"Good luck, Princess!" Were his last words before he hung up.

"Marinette! Come down! We've missed you!" My dad called. I was cornered. I shifted Emma over so she was resting snuggly in one arm, leaving the other free to climb downstairs. I slowly began to climb down. I saw my parents standing just near the stairs watching my every move.

"Marinette! We missed you so mu-" My dad began to exclaim, as he attempted to hug me. His voice was too loud however and Emma started to wake up.

"Shh! I missed you guys too but shh!" I harshly whispered, but it was too late. Emma was awake again. Now I'm never going to be able to put her to sleep! I mentally groaned as Emma's eyes bolted open. She began to look around in wonder.

"Marinette? Who's this little girl?" My mother asked, stepping forward to look at the, now, squirming baby in my arms.

"Maman, Papa, this is Emma…" I stated rather hesitantly.

"Is she a new babysitting client?" My mother continued.

"Actually… I'm not babysitting her…" Maman and Papa exchanged confused glances. I took a deep breath before continuing. "She's mine."

"What?" Papa looked ready to blow a fuse. "You had a baby!?" I felt my eyes sting with tears. Maman noticed and pressed a comforting hand on Papa's chest and told him to calm down.

"Marinette, what do you mean she's yours?" Maman said soothingly.

"She's my baby. She is 14 weeks old and the father is-" Before I could finish, the front door opened and in walked Adrien.

"I thought you could use some help," He whispers as he stands beside me. I silently thank him and he respond by kissing both Emma and I on the forehead. I blushed a deep crimson. Not in front of my parents!

"…Adrien. The father is Adrien," I finished my sentence in a state of embarrassment. I expected my parents to be mad. I was wrong. My dad was doing a mini victory dance and my mum was smiling bigger than I've ever seen.

"You're telling us… that Adrienette is canon?! EEEKKKK!" Maman fangirled. I honestly couldn't believe my eyes. I wanted to tear my eyeballs out, but she wasn't done yet. "AND YOU HAVE A CHILD TOGETHER!? HOLY CRAP! This is the best day ever!" I heard Adrien make a noise but I couldn't tell if it was laughter or choking on his own embarrassment. I know which one I was doing.

"Sabine, calm down. You'll wake the child!" My father coached but Maman wasn't having any of it.

"Fermez la baise, Tom! Adrienette is canon!" My mother shouted, off with the fairies. Thank kwamis that Emma chose that moment to burst into tears (probably due to my mum's over-extreme fangirling). Her cry sounded through the room causing Maman to immediately shut up. It broke my heart.

"Emma, it's okay! Grandmère was just being loud," Maman looked at me with a guilty expression on her face.

"Mari, I'll take her," Adrien says to me and I hand him the squirmy child. He held Emma close to his chest, and she looked so tiny in his arms. "Cause my little Kitten hasn't seen her daddy in almost two days! Two days!" He coos with a silly face. Emma giggles and I can practically feel my heart smile.

"Wait…kitten? Ugghh! That damn cat's already taken up a nickname…" My father muttered earning a confused look from me and a sudden realisation from Maman.

"WAIT! Does that mean you had sex with Chat Noir!? My innocent child!" My mother exclaimed. Beside me Adrien let out an overly-surprised squeak.

"T-t-technically, we're th-the same person…" Adrien squealed defensively, a few pitches higher than usual.

"But he- uh, you wear a 'skin-tight black leather cat suit'!" My mother argued and I chose to ignore her, but… NO SHIT HE WORE SKIN-TIGHT LEATHER! And he looked damn sexy in it too! Anyway…back to reality.

"Um… you knew?" I laughed nervously.

"Of course we knew that our daughter and her all-time mega crush were the heroes of Paris! We're not idiots!" This was getting weird.

"Right…" I drawled, before adding one last thing. "Oh, and one more thing! I'm moving in with Adrien!" I exclaimed, with a bright smile.

"Our baby's all grown up!" My dad exclaimed, scooping me into a big hug.

Thank goodness for my crazy accepting parents.

I was officially moved out. Tonight was my first night of living with Adrien. Emma was sound asleep in a crib at the end of the bed. Adrien was tired after night patrol, therefore was asleep before his head even touched the pillow. Everything was quiet. Well, at least until about 2:30am. A startled cry rang out through the room causing both Adrien and I to bolt upright.

"Emma," We both say simultaneously. He began to scramble out of bed, but I placed a hand on his chest and push him back down.

"I'll do it," I told him and he nodded with a yawn. I climbed out of bed and walked to the crib on the opposite side of the room, where Emma lay crying. I reached in and grabbed the upset child.

"Hey kitten. What's wrong?" I cooed in a voice that I probably stole from a chipmunk. Her innocent cries ceased to a small whine at her mother's touch. "Emma is the prettiest little girl in the world, isn't she? Yes, she is!" Okay, I know she's not a dog, but it seemed necessary at the time. Her crying halted all together and she began to giggle profoundly. I cuddled her close to my chest and began to tickle her. She laughed louder and louder before the reaction kicked in. Emma squealed in delight and kicked her legs about. Right in my jaw. And holy crap did it hurt. I let out a rather loud wail and clutched my jaw. I guess that's the downside of having a child who is the product of two superheroes' love.

"Mari? Are you okay?" I heard Adrien mumble as he struggled to get out of bed.

"I'm fine. Emma just has a mean right kick, that's all," I reassured.

"Oh? Must get it from me then…" Adrien yawn, sub-consciously. Did he just do what I think he did? When he's half asleep!? I couldn't help it. I burst into laughter so loud Emma started crying again. Then I had a thought. If she was this strong now… she is going to murder us as a teenager.

I don't even know! This is the last chapter excluding the epilogue. There is also a sequel.

Don't judge! Hope you like it!

Sticks and Stones don't normally hurt me…

But words sure can hella hurt!

~Allie