A/N: I'm so glad you guys are enjoying this! The reviews have been super encouraging, and I can't thank you enough for that. :3
I just wanted to clarify something that came up in a review. This is a drabble series, meaning that each part is exactly 100 words, no more, no less. So while I'm really flattered that people are asking for longer chapters, that's just not the concept I'm working with right now. Sorry to disappoint.
Be thw reason someone smiles today! :D
So, Adrien found himself stealing the odd half-hour to take tea with Marinette's mom.
Mrs. Dupain-Cheng was warm and welcoming. He loved the ritual of tea, how each knew what to expect of the other, yet every tea was different. Some days, they talked a lot, about nothing at all. Some days, they hardly said anything.
And she treated almost like she did Adrien. Chat was just another person to her, to be fed, and smiled on. He loved her for that.
If only she could have met his mom, he thought wistfully. He thought they would've been wonderful friends.