Mari's POV:

Adrian and I were at the park eating pizza and talking. We talked about school, ladybug and Chat  Noir, Alya and Nino and how to get them to go on a date with each other, and about how glad we were school was out.  After a few minutes we sat in silence, looking at the people passing by. I looked over at Adrian and saw the he was watching one perticular person. Me. He started to lean in, I closed my eyes,

"MARINETTE!!!!!!!!!" I heard I high pitched voice scream

"Ugh." 

"It's time for school. Wake up!"

"Fine, but couldn't you have waited even just a few minutes?" 

"Let me guess,you and Adrian on a date right? Tikki let out a sigh.

"Yah...."

TIME SKIP AFTER SCHOOL: Marinette is helping close down the shop early since her parents are going on a trip for their anniversary. They hear a knock on their back door. They open it to see a box filled with the kittens. There is a black one with green eyes, a white one with blue eyes and a Carmel colored one with one green eye and one blue eye. 

"What should we name them Momma, Papa?

"Well, judging from the way that white one is chowing down my Camembert, he deserves a name camparitive to his taste in food. How about.....Swiss?" 

"Papa" Marinette said with a chuckle "We can't name him Swiss, it doesn't sound right."

"Ok, since you say it doesn't "sound right" how about we go with the saying 'you are what you eat.' So let's name him.....Camembert."

"I think it's perfect" Sabine said, picking Camenbert and throwing him off the table.  "What about this Carmel colored girl. The way she has darker colored stripes over her light fur reminds me of a freshly baked croissant."

"Good one honey, now we have Camenbert and Crossiant. Mari darling,what do y'all want to name the little black one? I suggest licorice, fudge, or brownie.

"Dad, quit naming foods!!! Your making me hungry!!!! In all honesty though,  I don't know what I'll name him." I think about it. You guys better hurry your going to be late for your plane!!!"

"Oh thanks Dear!!! Let's know what you name him ok? And don't burn the macroons!!!"

"Momma!!! I only did that once!!!!!"

And with that Marinette's parents went upstairs to gather their stuff while she played with the kittens.  A few minutes later her parents came downstairs with their bags.

"K Maricoon, have fun staying at Alya's. Remember to be there at five tonight. ok?"

"Ok Mom."

"Remember it 5:00 NOT 5:30. Don't be late, you don't wanna worry them."

"I know mom."

"Honestly Sabine dear, I'm sure the Césaire's won't worry. They know about her being the worlds latest person."

"Papa!!!!"

"Well, you haven't proven me wrong yet!!!!"

"Don't you need to be somewhere?"

"Fine!" Tom said, putting his hands up by his head, a smug look on his face knowing full well his daughter hated being teased bout stuff like being late, or about Adrian, though she would easily forgive if given a photo or better yet the new agreaste magazine "We're leaving. Be safe, have fun, and don't take all of our food over to Alya's"

"Fine...I'll just take the good stuff."

Tom chuckled. "See you later darling"

With that Marinette's parents walked out he door.  Marinette walked upstairs, three kittens back in the box being carried upstairs with a plate of chocolate chip cookies for her and Tikki to share.

"You better start packing when you get up to your room. You need to be to Alya's in an hour."

"Oh hey Tikki! You scared me! I thought you were upstairs!! You are totally right though I should start packing."

Marinette reaches her room and sets the box of kittens on the ground. They immediately hop out of the box and start exploring. Marinette sat down I  front of her suitcase and started packing. She was just putting in a black pair of shorts when Camenbert came and curled up on her lap. She picked him up and started snuggling him into her neck. Marinette heard a small knock from the hatch door leading to her balcony on the roof. The small noise scared Camembert and Marimette felt his small but sharp claws go through her red sweater and into her shoulder and neck and the small white kitten ran for cover. A small shriek came out of her mouth at the shock of the pain. She went and opened the hatch door to see what made the noise when a certain black cat came down through it.

Hey Chat!! What brings you here?"

"Well, to be honest, I was at home, alone, and I got lonely so I decided to come visit a good a friend of mine."

"oh was he not home?" Mari giggled a little looking just beyond his shoulder, watching the small kittens play.

"Actually, I came to see you."

Marinette looked at him but then noticed the small cat poking his head out of the basket of scraps she kept by her sewing desk. The cuteness was to much and all the laughter she had been holding in came out. After a little while Chat joined in. Soon the laughter died done enough for them to talk.

"So, what exactly were you laughing about Mari?"

"Oh, this morning we heard a knock on our bakery door. When we opened it, there was a box with three adorable kittens in it. Just a moment ago one fell off my desk into my basket of scrap cloth and poked his head out with some material covering his face and he was struggling to get out when the other kitten pounced on him, trying to eat the fabric on his head!!"

"Oh my." 

Chat let out a low chuckle, but all of a sudden he let out a gasp of pain. The little yet to be named black cat had attached itself to chats calf, trying to take a bite.

"sorry Chat, the little black one will eat seems to eat anything he sees. it quite funny actually, but he does seem to have a particular liking for everything but cat food."

"So what are the little felines names?" Chat asked, picking up the black one, petting its fur and making it purr.

"Well, the pure white one over there is named Camenbert. My dad named him. As soon as he was in the bakery he ran and jumped up on the counter and started eating the Camembert cheese my Dad left out. My dad decided that since he was white and loved cheese so much that we would name him Camembert. The little golden brown one over there, my mom named croissant. She said he looks like a croissant. The one your holding, I haven't named him yet." Mari reached over and started scratching the little black cat behind his ears. The kitten purred a little, the jumped out of my arms, racing over to his brothers.

"How bout...I know, you could name him after your favorite feline superhero."  Chat smiled the dorky smile I'm use to seeing on my partner.

"Chat the cat. Nah, I can barely keep my sanity with one of you. Plus knowing my luck, you'd probably teach him to speak, but in puns."

"Teach a cat cat puns...hmm...never thought of doing that. Thanks for the idea PURRRincess.!" Chat smiled at me knowing he was getting my goat with that silly nickname.

"Chat...you call me princess one more time I will hit you." I said with a glare, but I guess it wasn't convincing cause he just busted up laughing.

"Seriously though. You should help me name him."

Chat looked around my room. I felt slightly embarrassed at all the photos of Adrian around, but he didn't seem to notice.

"Plagg"

"What?" I asked

"You should name him Plagg."

"Why?"

"Well, I'm not sure if this is something I can tell you or not but oh well. My Kwami's name is Plagg. The little kitten looks just like him. The only thing Plagg like to eat is cheese, but camembert is his favorite, so when I saw little blackie here eating Camemberts ear, it reminded me of Plagg. Loves cheese, a kind caring kwami, who tries to pretend like he only cares about cheese."

"I think it's absolutely purrrr-fact" I giggled at the look of shock on Chat's face.

"Why princess, did you just make a pun?" 

"Well would you look at the time. I better go I need to get to Alya's. If I leave right now I will be my traditional half hour late. Just like papa said I would." I said letting out a sigh of defeat knowing that I have yet to prove Papa wrong.

"Well, if you want I could give you a ride. We could be there in five."

"Thanks Chat."

With that Marinette grabbed her duffel Bag and  met Chat on the roof of her home. With bag in hand she wrapped her arms around his neck, his arm around her waist, with the other one on his staff, he took her across Paris to the Cèsair apartment, dropping her at the bottom of the buildings staircase as to not raise questions as to why Chat had his arm wrapped around a fair maiden. There the two said goodbye and goodnight, grateful for their new blossoming friendship

Authors note:

Sorry it's been so long. I've been super busy with life and camp. I will try to write more but I just got a new bow which means more archery is in store for me, plus we are planning on getting some new kittens soon. Also our old cat passed away so at some point in this book he will be added as a character. Also forewarning this is a marichat book which means marichat WILL HAPPEN, however they may be another ship that happens first so don't get confused or mad when it happens. Thx!!!