Chat Noirs Point of View

"What can you tell me about him?" Josiane asked Marinette, still gesturing to me.

"He's my friend, he saves Paris, his name is Chat Noir and he dresses like a cat." Well that's totally not obvious.

"Do you remember anything about him, any memories of things you did together?" Josiane pressed.

Marinette nodded. "He told me I was special. I don't remember where I was or what had happened, I can just hear his voice saying, 'Your special.' and, 'You mean something to me.' She's remembering their conversation in the chapter 'Caught' He also-" she stopped talking, but I saw her hand move to her lips, tracing them. I knew what she was talking about, right after I told her that, I kissed her, and she could remember that. I had to hold back my idiotic smile.

"He also what?" Josiane asked, obviously not picking up on what she was saying.

"It just slipped my mind, sorry." She lied, giving me a look that basically said 'I know what you did'.

"Nothing else you remember about anything?" Doctor Masson said.

"No, but could you give me a moment with Chat Noir?" Marinette asked.

"Sure thing." Josiane said. "Come on Charlotte." She said, pulling the mean nurse that I had forgotten about out of the room.

"Why did you ask her to leave?" I asked her.

She gave me a glare of annoyance. "Please, no more questions, they get tiring fast."

I nodded. "So.... you can say whatever you were going to say," I meant it to be like a statement, but it sounded more like a question. Marinette giggled softly.

"I heard you earlier, you said that we weren't in a relationship, but you kissed me."

I felt my face get a little bit warmer. "That was to help you since you were pretty frustrated and emotionally unbalanced. I didnt even know if you liked it and-" Marinette surprised me by grabbing my face and pulling it towards hers so that I was kissing her.

I was too shocked to move, but Marinette was kissing me passionately. She then pulled me away. I could feel my mouth hanging open and my eyes wide, but Marinette just giggled."Yeah, I think that I liked it." Wow. This girl when not being depressed is amazing.

"I guess you did." I put my hand behind her head and pushed her towards me where our lips met and moved together perfectly in a way that made me feel like I was made just for her.

Okay, not to sound like a bad person or anything, but this chapter felt too happy. I blame AceofHearts666 for making me unexplainably happy with their amazing comment that just made my day. Thank you for that and for the concern, but not to worry, my time zone puts me at just before midnight here.

I plan on making this book so that you will be able to read about Marinette going back to school and learning how she ended up in the hospital in the first place with maybe a few sad chapters thrown in there.

Marinette doesn't ask why she's at the hospital for two reasons.  1. She's too occupied with her memory loss and all those people and the new surrounding.  2. You shall find out next chapter, which might take a while to come out because I'm about to get to bed.

RFF: If you took a standard slinky and stretched it out it would measure 87 feet.

I could never get it to be perfectly straight. Me and a friend or someone would stretch out every single slinky we got, but we could only get so far before we were like 'better stop or it's gonna break' and then it broke 5 minutes later. 😂

Love ya guys! 🦄

-E