"Do an impression of a celebrity or famous person." Marinette was reading the next question from her phone. "You any good at impressions?"

"I'll have you know, Ms Dupain-Cheng, I am a master of voices."

"Ok Monsieur Agreste, hit me with your best shot."

Adrien coughed before scrunching up his face and crouching down to the floor. He continued to walk in his position and Marinette covered her face with embarrassment.

What was he doing?

This was not a normal occurrence on a Thursday morning in the middle of the Champs-Élysées. Especially by the teen heartthrob, known as Adrien Agreste.

"Fear is the path to the dark side. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering." Marinette stopped and looked down at the guy next to her, who she used to think was cool.

"You are such a geek!" She squealed. Tourists walking past glared at the sudden outburst of the crazy French teen. She started to laugh ... loudly, very very loudly.

"Don't tell me you didn't find it good. I do a pretty impressive Yoda, if I do say so myself."

"Oh, you're definitely saying it yourself." She was still laughing as Adrien stood up and brushed himself down.

"That hurts ... right here." He points to his heart and turns his smile into a frown.

"Awwww I'm sorry." She stretches up on her toes and pats him on the head. A rumbling comes out of his chest.

That's new, he thought. He'd never done that when he wasn't transformed.

Marinette decided to just ignore it. It was weird for a human to purr but she could feel the discomfort radiating from him in thick, fast waves.

"My turn." She announces. Putting on her squeakiest voice she begins to speak, "I love getting to share a day like today with all my friends."

Adrien bursts out laughing. "Who's that meant to be?"

"Minnie Mouse, of course."

"Minnie Mouse? Are you being serious? That was terrible."

"And you thought I was harsh on you. You've just destroyed my dream." The two continue to laugh at each other as they try to impress with an impression. They're so caught up in their conversation Marinette didn't notice the person she was about to walk straight into.

"Oh my! I'm so sorry." She apologised in a panic, why did she always fall down on the floor. She looked up and noticed who it was. "Luka?" She asked in confirmation.

"Hey Ma-Ma. Fancy bumping into you here?" He offered his hand out to the fallen maiden at the same time Adrien stretched out to her too. Déjà vu kicked in and she was wondering whether Kagami would appear offering her a third hand. With no sign of the Japanese girl around, Marinette put a hand in each of the boys' and let herself be lifted from the uncomfortable position on the ground.

"We're spending the day together." Adrien answered for Marinette in some sort of a protective tone. What was going on?

She looked between the boys and was sure Luka had tried to gain a couple of inches on his height, whilst Adrien had crossed his arms over his chest making sure his biceps were tense and visible.

Luka stepped forward to give Marinette a kiss on the cheek which she managed to deflect by grabbing him in a tight hug. Adrien smirked.

I kissed her on the cheek yesterday and she liked it, he thought. Where did he keep getting these thoughts from? He wasn't this type of person was he? He liked Luka, he had nothing against the dude. So why was he acting like he was at war with him ... and over Marinette. His 'just a friend' Marinette. Oh, who was he kidding he'd be hers if she gave him the opportunity.

"So this is your partner Mare. I hope he's looking after you, or else he'll have me to answer to." Marinette turned her head to face the other side of the street and unfortunately her filter disappeared, delivering the first sentence that came into her head.

"That wouldn't be your smartest idea Luka." She turned back and noticed both boys gawking at her, oooppsss.

"What? You think I couldn't protect you?" Luka was shocked, he at least thought Marinette would feel safe with him.

"Of course I think you could it's just I know Adrien could do it better," Luka's chin dropped and his eyes looked as though they were about to bulge out of his head, Adrien on the other hand was standing and looking exactly like her partner in crime; egotistical and big headed.

"I mean Adrien's more experienced at protecting me," both boys creased their eyebrows. This was not going to plan. "I mean, I'm sure if you needed to you could, thanks Luka, it's great to know you'll always be around." She smiled at him showing all of her teeth thinking she may be slightly over doing it.

"I'll leave you too it then, perhaps I can text you later Ma-Ma and we can hang out. I miss you."

"Yeah sure." Adrien was watching the exchange between the two with interest. He could tell Luka obviously still held a lot of love towards Marinette, yet it was unclear of Marinette's feelings to anyone. Luka waved as he continued on his way.

"So ... I'm your protector? I can honestly say I will take my job seriously, fair maiden." Adrien leaned in towards Marinette wiggling his eyebrows, only to have her push him away with her pointer finger positioned delicately on his nose.

"Now, now sunshine. You need to show me your worthiness to the protector title ..." she began to count on her fingers, "number one you must bow down to me whenever you greet me, number two I like my coffee strong-"

"Like your men?" Adrien questioned.

"Yes, like my men. Number three ..." Adrien started laughing, "did you just ... just ... trick me?"

"Sometimes it's just so easy, Mari." She stopped and stared at him.

"You can be mean, Agreste! I never knew you had it in you?"

"Well I read somewhere to treat them mean to keep them keen." Marinette's mouth dropped. She could not believe what he'd just said, what puzzled her more was that he didn't seem to understand what he just said himself.

They walked in silence. Marinette's head buzzing with thoughts of if he actually meant it, it would make sense after all Chat is such a flirt.

Adrien thought they were having fun until the conversation came to a grinding halt. His phone buzzed in his pocket becoming a great distraction from the awkward situation he'd found himself in.

Nino: Don't tell the girls but I'm feeling great. These face things are so relaxing, I've actually fell asleep on the table. Twice! How's your day going with your girlfriend? Lucky yet?

Adrien: How's it going with Chloé? Everything was going great until I said something and now she's stopped talking to me.

Nino: We'll see each other during our back massages, that's the only time she scheduled for us to be together. I could get used to this 👍🏻 what did you say, dude?

Adrien: We were joking about some stuff and I said that I'd read somewhere to treat them mean to keep them keen 🤷‍♂️

Nino: 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 Do you even understand what that means?

Adrien: Girls will be more into you, if you play pranks on them.

Nino: 🤦🏽‍♂️ Dude are you serious? It means a girl will want you more if your horrible to them. Guys do it to keep girls running after them.

Adrien: 🤦🏼‍♂️ oh no ... I've done it again! Help me ... please. Oh wait it's ok she's talking to me again. See ya!

"What do you think of that?" Marinette said with a deep sigh. She was looking at a Paris Tourist shop who's window was completely themed to Ladybug and Chat Noir merchandise. The shop next to it had also followed suite and decorated theirs to match.

"I think it's great. Who wouldn't want Ladybug merchandise to take home with them. She's so courageous and brave, and a great role model."

"Don't you think sometimes she's a little fake?" Adrien turned to her with his eyes popping out of his head.

"She's so good and pure, there's no way she would be a fake."

"How would you know?" Marinette turned to look Adrien in the eyes. This was important. Everything about this conversation was important.

"She's human, she makes mistakes every now and then but at no point would I say she's a fake."

"You talk like you know her?" His nervous twitch came back and he began rubbing the back of his neck.

"Well she's saved me a couple of times, so you know ..." Marinette looked at him curiously, before turning back to the window.

"And what's with the lack of Chat Noir? It drives me crazy! They're a team!" She bellowed. Adrien wasn't sure if she wanted the shop keeper to hear her or the whole of Paris.

"Woah. You're a bit passionate about that aren't you?" He asked, he was remembering the time Marinette had told him she loved him in his alter ego form. He looked down at her with a lop sided smile on his face. "Do you like him or something?"

"It's just not fair. Yes she can purify the akuma's but that doesn't mean she's more important. He risks his life everyday for m- ... for Ladybug. You can never find anyone like that in the real world. I bet she's starting to regret not taking him up on his offer of a relationship."

Adrien lifts his eyebrows, "How do you know he asks her out?" His voice had gone a little squeaky. He knew people had considered it due to his behaviour when in cat form, but she said it all so certainly.

"I've spoken to him. He sent up this amazing Valentine's Day surprise for her and she never showed up. Yet he continues to do his job even though she's probably breaking his heart on a daily basis." Marinette's eyes started to fill up talking about her idiotic mistakes in the past. She felt a hand on her shoulder and looked up to Adrien. He'd removed his sunglasses and placed them on the top of his head.

"Hey Mari, come on. I'm sure he's fine. Who knows he could be out with a girl that he has a crush on at this very moment? I'm sure he knows how much she cares about him, they're partners. They have there own special bond. She's very similar to you, from what I remember. Kind, smart, generous, beautiful ..."

Marinette smiled at him and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist. He had no idea what the hug was for, but his gut reaction was to go with the flow and enjoy it. So, he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and held her to him.

"Why do you smell like cheese?" She looked up and asked. To divert the subject from the stinky black cat in his pocket he probed her to continue the assignment.

"Time for your next impersonation. Do an impression of Chat Noir." He pulled away and looked at her with a challenging smile.

If you want an impersonation, I'm about to give you the best. She thought to herself.

"A-a-achoo! Sorry, I'm allergic to feathers purrincess, what a catastrophe." She was proud of her over dramatic sneeze and took a bow.

"How do you know he's allergic to feathers?" Adrien questioned, its a random fact he was quite sure wasn't regularly known.

She couldn't be? Could she?

"Oh, it was on the Ladyblog. A video of him with Mr Pigeon." Adrien nodded at Marinette's quick reply. Though he had a feeling that wasn't the whole truth. "Ok, Mr Man of all Voices! You do your best impression of Ladybug."

"This is too easy!" Adrien coughed and straightened his back putting one hand on his hip. "Time to de-evilize! Bye bye little butterfly."

Marinette burst into laughter. "I've got to admit that was good, and what is even better is ... I got it all recorded." Adrien's smile dropped of his face.

"No, you didn't!"

"Oh yes ... I did!"

"Delete it now."

"No chance." Marinette started tapping away on her phone. Suddenly Adrien felt a buzz in his pocket.

"You didn't."

"Oh, I most certainly did."

"That's it!" He launched towards a giggling Marinette. Continuing her laughter she ran away, down the street with a tall, blonde, model chasing after her.