With Tikki and Plagg secretly in tow, Marinette and Adrien approach the bakery her parents own. Adrien is holding a paper bag that has two items inside for his in-laws. When they get closer, Adrien gets the door for his wife so she can enter the bakery first.

Familiar scents instantly surround Marinette and she inhales deeply, a smile forming on her lips.

"Oh, Marinette!" Manon says from behind the counter. She is the other person who helps Marinette's parents run the shop. "And Adrien! Hi, guys!"

Tom and Sabine are quick to turn their attention to the newcomers. "My, this is a pleasant surprise," Sabine says.

"We won't be super long," Marinette says, meeting her mother for a hug. "Just a quick visit."

"I'm sure we could take a little break..." Tom muses.

"I can handle this since there aren't that many people here now," Manon assures them. "Go spend some time with Marinette and Adrien."

"We can go into the house to the customers won't be disturbed," Sabine says, and leads the way.

"So what brings you two in?" Tom asks.

"Marinette and I were out and saw something that made us think of you both," Adrien replies.

"We just had to get them for you guys," Marinette adds.

The four enter the kitchen, and Adrien sets the bag down on the table. He pulls out two paper wrapped items, handing the gold one to Sabine and the white one to Tom.

Excited for the surprise, Marinette's parents eagerly unwrap their gifts. They are two white mugs with black writing on them. Sabine's reads "World's Best Grandmother" while "World's Best Grandfather" is written on the mug for Tom.

"Wait, but I'm not a grandfather," Tom says.

On the other hand, Sabine's face lights up. "Really?"

Marinette nods enthusiastically.

"Tom, you two have been promoted," Adrien says with a grin.

Things click into place for the man. "My daughter is having a baby?" he asks, enthusiasm laced in his face.

"Yes!" Marinette replies.

Marinette finds herself engulfed in a hug from her parents, making her squished in the middle.

"Oh, come here you!" Tom pulls Adrien into the fold. "You're half of the reason, too!"

Eventually, the four all break apart and everyone is smiling.

Sabine clasps her hands in front of her chest. "This is so exciting!" She looks at her husband. "We're going to be grandparents!"

"Have you thought of names yet?" Tom asks.

"Probably Emma if a girl," Adrien replies. "Louis or Hugo if a boy."

Marinette smiles. Of course, he went those names. She has wanted those names since she was a teenager.

"What are you hoping for?" Sabine inquires.

"A boy," Marinette replies just as Adrien answers with, "A girl." The two look at each other and laugh.

"I say we place bets with family and friends," Tom teases.

Sabine elbows him. "If I catch wind of that..." she warns.

"If," Adrien and Tom echo in unison.

Marinette and Sabine roll their eyes at their husbands.

"Oh, do Alya and Nino know yet?" Sabine asks.

"Not yet," Marinette replies.

"They're our next stop," Adrien adds.

Sabine jumps a little on the balls of her feet and hugs both her daughter and son-in-law at once. "I'm so happy for the both of you!"

"Thanks, Mom," Marinette says.

The trio moves apart.

Tom claps Adrien on the back. "We're thrilled. I can't wait to show off my new mug to everyone!"

"I'm glad you like it," he says.

"Well, you two better get going," Sabine says. "I'm sure there are more people who need to hear!"

"Alya and Nino are our next on our list," Marinette says.

"Oh, do you want me to tell my Uncle Wang?" Sabine asks. After all, they both speak the same language.

Marinette is grateful for her offer. "If you don't mind."

"Hey, Mari, it's time we got going," Adrien says. "Alya won't like if we're late meeting her and Nino."

"Thanks for stopping by," Tom says. "And thanks for telling us."

"We couldn't be happier," Sabine adds.

The older married couple walks the younger couple out to the front door and sees them off.

"What are you hoping for?" Sabine asks when Marinette and Adrien are far enough away.

"I'd love to have a grandson," Tom replies.

"Hmm... I'm betting on a granddaughter."

x-X-x

Marinette, Adrien, Alya, and Nino meet at their favorite café that they like having lunch at. It is always great for the married couples to catch up with one another. The Césaire couple reached the café first so they already have a table and drinks.

"It's good to see you again, girl!" Alya says as she greets Marinette with a hug.

"You, too, Alya."

Nino claps Adrien on the back. "Hey, how was your trip? Did you have any fun, dude?"

"It was great. I liked the tournament." Adrien smiles. "But I'm happy to be back home."

"I bet he missed Marinette the whole time," Nino stage whispers to Alya.

"Of course, he did," she responds.

"Hey, enough about me," Adrien says. "Let's sit down and talk about Marinette instead."

Alya eyes them suspiciously, her reporter instincts kicking in. "Why should we talk about her... ?"

"She seems fine," Nino comments.

"I am fine," Marinette assures him.

Adrien pulls out the seat for Marinette so she can sit down with ease. "Of course, she's fine. She's practically glowing." Then he sits down next to her.

Nino makes a face. "Glowing?"

Now the four are seated and conversations can really get underway.

"We have a question for you two," Marinette says.

"What's up?" Nino asks.

"You both are our best friends..." Adrien begins.

"Likewise," Alya comments.

"And we're wondering if you can do something for us," Marinette continues.

"Anything," Nino responds. "Just name it."

Marinette and Adrien exchange glances before looking at their closest friends. "Will you guys be the godparents to our child?" Adrien asks.

"Dude, we already agreed that we'd be the godparents to each other's first kid before we got all got married," Nino points out.

"Exactly," Marinette says.

Alya looks back and forth between the Agreste couple. "Are you saying our time has come?" she practically squeals.

Marinette only smiles before sipping her warm drink.

Alya makes the connection from earlier. "Oh, my gosh! Adrien said you were glowing earlier! Glowing!"

"I still don't get that," Nino says.

"As in the pregnancy glow!" his wife clarifies.

Nino takes a quick look over Marinette. "But she doesn't look pregnant..."

"I don't feel pregnant either," Marinette says. "But I am."

"She took a test yesterday and it read positive," Adrien says with a huge grin.

Alya just about loses it, not caring who notices her. "Woo! My best friend's pregnant!"

"We're gonna be godparents!" Nino joins in.

Adrien smiles at the two.

Alya uses a hand to fan her face. "Oh, wow. Great news. My week is made!"

"It's only Monday," Marinette points out.

"My week," she says. "Is made."

"So a boy or girl?" Nino asks.

"It's way too early to tell," Adrien replies.

"Normally it's during the mid-pregnancy ultrasound," Alya says. "That's usually between sixteen and twenty weeks."

Marinette is impressed. "Oo, look at you with your knowledge about pregnancies."

"I know a thing or two about them. I'm Aunty Alya after all!"

"So when are you guys gonna start getting ready for the baby?" Nino inquires.

Marinette's brain fizzles out. She has not put much thought into preparing for a baby. After all, she just found out that she is pregnant yesterday! "Um, uh–"

"We have a bit of time before that," Adrien says, helping his wife out. "We're having fun telling people."

"Oh, who all knows?" Alya asks.

"Besides us four, my parents," Marinette replies.

Nino looks at Adrien. "You haven't told your dad?"

"Yet," he replies. "We might do that later today. Or tomorrow." After all, he wants to spend some quality time with his wife without sharing her with anyone. He has been away for a few days and did miss Marinette.

Adrien and Gabriel's relationship has been better these past years. Marinette has helped with that.

Alya looks at Marinette. "Girl, how did you tell Adrien the news?"

"Did you put a bun in the oven for him to find?" Nino asks. "Please tell me you did that."

Marinette gasps. "That would have been perfect!"

Adrien chuckles. "That would have been very punny indeed."

"I went with something that had some meaning for us," Marinette says, referring to what she had said before tossing him the box.

"It took me a bit to figure it out," Adrien admits. "She put a pacifier in a little box with a bow. I probably looked like an idiot just holding the pacifier while trying to figure out why she got it for me."

Marinette ruffles his hair. "A cute idiot," she corrects.

Adrien pecks her cheek. "Your cute idiot."

"Aww," Alya coos.

"C'mon, guys," Nino teases. "We're in public. PDA."

"Says the guy holding his wife's hand under the table," Adrien points out without missing a beat.

"At least it's more subtle than that," Nino counters.

"But I've been away from my wife."

Alya rolls her eyes. "Oh, my goodness. Quit trying to one up each other. You're grown, married men."

"But they act like children," Marinette says.

Nino shoots a wink at his wife. "But you two love us anyways."

"Who else would do it?" Alya playfully sasses.

"I'm here for you, bro," Adrien jokes.

Nino looks at him. "Bro."

"Bro."

"Blah," Alya says, making a face.

Marinette giggles.

The waitress swings by the table. "Are you all ready to order?"

"To be honest, we haven't even looked at our menus," Adrien admits sheepishly.

"But don't we always get the same thing?" Nino asks.

Alya picks up the menu to look at. "I want to try something different for a change."

Marinette looks at the waitress. "I think we'll need a moment."

"I'll come back in a bit then." With a quick nod, the waitress walks away.

"Oh, hey." Nino picks up his glass and holds it out in front of him. "To Adrien and Marinette."

Alya joins him. "To our best friends and soon-to-be parents."

With smiles on their faces, Adrien and Marinette take their glasses and bring all four of them together.

x-X-x

There is no way of denying what is showing on the ultrasound screen. Marinette has noticed that her belly seems bigger than expected for her given stage in the pregnancy. But she never expected triplets!

"From the look of things, there are two boys and one girl," the female technician says.

"So two eggs from the start, but one of them split?" Adrien inquires. "Two identical boys and one fraternal girl?"

The technician nods. "Exactly."

Marinette is letting reality sink in. None of her dreams involved multiple kittens! Just only one!

"Wow..." Adrien breathes. Then he gives his wife's hand a squeeze, his eyes remaining on the screen. "A litter! We're going to have a litter, Mari!"

"Well, typically a pregnancy with three is referred to as triplets..." the technician says. "The term litter isn't even used for humans..."

"I don't care!" Adrien looks at his wife with eyes full of joy. "Mari, we're having a litter!"

There is no way she can take this moment away from him to correct his usage of words. "Three of them," she says.

"Two boys and one girl." Adrien's eyes grow wide and he grins from ear to ear. "Emma, Louis, and Hugo. We can name them that."

Marinette's heart swells with happiness. She never imagined that she would be able to use her three favorite baby names for the same pregnancy. She at least figured some year differences between each of them.

"Of course, we'll need middle names," Adrien continues. "But we have time to think of good ones."

"Now then..." the technician starts, before beginning a long talk.

x-X-x

After their appointment, Adrien and Marinette are driving back to their home. The two kwamis are safely out of view and free to speak.

"Can you believe it?" Tikki asks in excitement. "Triplets!"

"Three of them!" Plagg continues, secretly excited that there will be that many compared to one. "That seems like a lot for the first time of having kids."

"It won't be anything we can't handle," Adrien assures them.

"After all, we're Ladybug and Char Noir," Marinette adds.

Adrien reaches over to hold one of his wife's hands, keeping his other one on the wheel. "Mari, we're not going just going to have a bundle of joy. We're going to have a litter of joy!"

She begins to laugh. "Do you still have more cat puns to use?"

He waggles his eyebrows at her. "You meow it!"

Plagg groans dramatically. "What if the kids use cat puns? I don't think I could handle more like Adrien!"

"Oh, I hope they take after Marinette!" Tikki says. "They'll be adorable!"

"We'll have to wait and meet them," Marinette muses, using her free hand to gently rub her protruding belly.

"Hey, did we need to stop for anything before going home?" Adrien inquires.

"Camembert!" both Marinette and Plagg reply in unison.

Of all the things for Marinette to crave during her pregnancy, it is camembert cheese. At first, Plagg had been afraid Marinette would eat it all. Time passed and he realized it had been a good thing. A blessing. Apparently some good luck is on his side! In order to keep his wife happy, Adrien always makes sure there is camembert cheese at the house!

"Ugh, why did that have to be what you crave?" Adrien groans dramatically. "Why couldn't it have been some other kind of cheese even? Like, any other kind?"

"Hey, Marinette has great taste in cheese!" Plagg says to defend her.

"Besides, you can never have enough," Marinette adds.

Plagg smiles. "Exactly!"

Marinette uses her thumb to stroke her husband's hand. "Hey, Adrien?"

"Yes, Mari?"

"I love you."

He cannot help but smile. "I love you, too."

x-X-x

A/N Part 1: That's a wrap! And this was supposed to be a one-shot! But once I hit 4k, I decided to break it up into chapters :P

A/N Part 2: Thanks for reading, y'all! I'm sure I'll get around to posting more MLB fanfics! I do have a few more ideas lined up :D

A/N Part 3: Jequila from AO3 pointed out that pregnant women shouldn't eat camembert cheese (along with others like Brie, Danish Blue, and Stilton). Those types are more inclined to allow growth of bacteria which can be harmful to the unborn baby. Well, in this fictional case, unborn babies. Goes to show what I know about pregnant women... whooooops