"Can we listen to it just one more time?" Tikki asked. Marinette laughed. "Sure, but I'm going to start calling you a Swiftie, Tikki. Which is great, since this outfit is inspired by her."

Marinette had gotten to school early to sketch, listening to Taylor and having fun with her Kwami. Soon, students begin trickling in as the school day was about to begin.

"No way," Tikki gasped, peeking out of Marinette's purse. "Marinette, grab your phone and hit record!" Marinette dropped her pen, and did as Nikki told her. "What am I looking at?" she hissed. "Buttercup at ten o'clock!" "Adrien?" Marinette squealed. She was about to get up, when she noticed what Tikki was talking about. Adrien was….skipping?

"Zoom in and turn up the audio!" Marinette did, finding it adorable that Adrien was not only skipping, but wearing a fuzzy pink sweater. "Oh, My Kwami!" she snorted, giggling, her own face now matched the sweater. "He just did a twirl!"

"I'm in love with Bluebell,

The cutest girl around!

There's no luckier guy in Paris then me,

Expect if you are my girl!"

Oof. Adrien was lots of things, but couldn't sing. "Now that's what I call a boy in love!" Tikki laughed. "I'm so sending this video to Cat, he'll find it hilarious!"

A few hours later, Cat groaned to himself, watching back Marinette's video of himself. "I may be the King of Puns, but what the Meowing Fluff was that?"

Adrien wanted to melt into the ground at art class, as went to sit by his girlfriend. Then he felt a tap on his shoulder and Marinette handed him a note with a kind wink.

"You may be a dork at times,

but your cute and sweet,

and a thousand times a charm!"

Adrien flashed her grin, sighing with relief. Marinette didn't care if he skipped or wore fuzzy sweaters. He was her dork, and she loved it. Oh, it was good to be Adrien Agreste!