The Next Day

Marinette Dupain Cheng laid face down on her bed screaming into her pillow. She lifted her head up for a moment to look at her concerned kwami. "Tikki, tell me yestuhday nevuh happened! Tell me it didn't!" She pleaded.

Her mouth was still swollen from having her wisdom teeth removed, but she could talk a lot better now, except most of her Rs sounded like Ws. Marinette dramatically flopped her face back down into her pillow. "He'll nevuh let it go, Tikki. Chat will nevuh let me live this down," her voice muffled. "And imagine how awkwad I made him feel...I weally hope he fuhgets the whole thing."

"It's not that bad, Marinette," the little kwami assured. "You weren't yourself, after all." Her holder pouted as she rolled over on her side. "That doesn't change anything!" She complained. "It was still extwemely embahwassing!" Marinette's phone suddenly lit up. She sighed once she read the notification. "Chat Noir DM'ed me," she told Tikki. She unlocked the screen, which then opened the app, Twitter.

Chat Noir🐾: Bonjour m'lady. How are you feline?

She sighed again and began to type a reply on the keyboard.

Ladybug: I'm fine now, still sore- and while we're chatting, I'd like to apologize for my behavior yesterday during the akuma attack. Everything I said or did was out of character and it was all the pain killers talking. Also, sorry for punching you in the face. How is your jaw?

Chat Noir🐾: I figured lol no need to apologize bugaboo😉 & don't worry about me~ this cat heals up purrty fast.

Ladybug: Glad to hear that, kitty

Marinette released another heavy sigh. "Now, I just need to explain myself to him all over again as Marinette. It's not like he knows my identity or anything," she groaned. I swear, sometimes it would've be easier if he had.... Her cell phone vibrated.

Chat Noir🐾: M'lady, I have a request.

Ladybug: Yeah?

Chat Noir🐾: May I have your purrmission for us to get snapchats? Then you can snap chat anytime😹

Ladybug: I really don't care at this point

Chat Noir🐾: FUR REAL?!? You're the best bugaboo I will snap you every single day we will have so many streaks:D

Oh, boy.

Ladybug: On two conditions: 1. Never have your location on 2. Never take pictures of your bedroom & only close ups when detransformed (like your jeans, mouth, or hands) to keep our identities secret.

As she waited for his reply, she opened another account exclusively for Ladybug on Snapchat. Just when she finished making her bitmogi/avatar, her partner answered.

Chat Noir🐾: Of course, buginette!

Tikki flew behind a stack of books when the creaking of the trap door was heard.

"Hey, girl. What's up?" Alya greeted with a smile, but frowned as soon as she saw her friend sulking. "Something wrong?"

Marinette quickly shut her phone off when the blogger sat on her bed, who was waiting for her to explain everything. She sighed before immediately beginning to ramble on about her insecurities from yesterday and how she almost confessed her love to Adrien with a baby voice over the phone and why oh why did such a thing have to happen to her.

Instead of sympathizing, Alya doubled over laughing the hardest she's ever had while clutching her stomach at the memory.

"Alya!! It's not funny!" Marinette whined. "As if it can get any wuhs!"

A mischievous smirk that she knew all to well from the black cat had begun to tug at the corner of her best friend's lips. "I was waiting for you to say that," Alya grinned slyly, like a fox with something up her sleeve.

"What do you mean...?"

The brunette shook her head a little and held up her phone to reveal a video clip. Marinette gulped when she recognized herself from yesterday on the screen. She was shown kneeling on her bedroom floor smiling sweetly as she grabbed her handmade doll of Chat Noir and shoved it close to the camera. "Kitty!" Her voice loudly cracked though the speaker of the device.

Marinette hid her face behind her hands. She was too mortified to see the rest, but she couldn't keep herself from sneaking a peek between her fingers. A snort from Alya was heard in the audio before she proceeded. "Okay, I don't think Chat Noir is available right now. How about I take a message?"

"Telhw him that I wuv him, that I mith him, and I wanna kith him and that I mith hith cuddles!"

"Noooooooo! Stop it! I can't watch anymow!" Marinette wailed, desperately yanking on her pigtails.

Alya pushed up the rim of her glasses before giggling like a creep. "Since when did you start crushing on the black cat, Marinette??" She pressed, her reporter skills kicking in full gear. The flustered girl slammed her head into a pillow. "I don't like him like that!!" She yelled. Her friend only rolled her eyes. "Right. Says the girl who just admitted that she loves him, misses him, wants to kiss him and misses his cuddles on a clear recording-" Marinette could feel the flesh melting off of her face. She couldn't believe she had such embarrassing thoughts of affection about her partner only the day before. She had forgotten all about that moment until now.

"Alya, have mewcy!" She pleaded. "I sweah it's not like that at all, you know I was hyped on my pain pills!"

"Oh, please, you just had no filter. I think everything came straight from the heart," the blogger smugly teased. "I won't let it go until you confess. My number one ship had always been Ladynoir, but I guess I can make an exception for, hmmm....Chatnette? Marinoir? No....Marichat? Yeah, Marichat! Has a nice ring to it, huh? Just don't let Ladybug find out, we wouldn't want a crazy cat fight on our paws, would we?"

"Alya Cesaire!!!"

"Hm, oh, well. I guess in the end it's a win-win for me anyways," she continued on with a shrug, not seeming to hear increasingly embarrassed friend's protests. "Trust me, it'll be much easier to admit you like Chat Noir. It'll feel like a weight's been lifted from your chest-" Marinette flung her pillow at the fangirling enthusiast, but she missed. "I like-no, love Adwien Agweste! Just dwop it alweady!!"

Alya released a heavy sigh. "I didn't want to resort to extreme measures, buuuuuuut you leave me no choice." Her fingers furiously tapped against her screen until she revealed a draft post of the video ready to be uploaded to her blog. Marinette gasped in terror and seized the neckline of Alya's shirt. "You wouldn't dare!" She growled. Alya did a cheeky smile, despite the young designer's threatening stance. "Try me."

Was she bluffing? Of course.

"Now, let's see for a caption...Teenage girl confesses her love for the Parisian superhero Chat Noir after the removal of her wisdom teeth...yep, sounds good," she suggested, typing into her keyboard some more. "Hashtag chat noir, hashtag idol, hashtag lol, hashtag wisdoms, hashtag-"

"Hah!!"

Marinette suddenly leapt across her bed and tackled the blogger to the floor, successfully grabbing the phone in the process. She jumped to her feet and raised the device in triumph. A look of confusion crossed her face when she heard a ding. She broke into a cold sweat when she read the words that popped on the tiny screen.

Video posted👍

The smartphone smacked the carpet as the dark haired girl pulled out her hair as she let out a blood curdling scream. "AAHHHHHHH I aCCIDENTALLY POSTED IT ON THE LADYBLOG WHAT IF IT GOES VIWAL WHAT IF ADWIEN SEES IT?!?!! ALYA DO SOMETHING DELETE IT NOW WIGHT NOW!!!" Alya scrambled to the phone and quickly scrolled through her blog. It already had five thousand views. She had to save her best friend before it was too late. Before she'd die of embarrassment. She clicked on the options for the new vid.

Edit
Share
Delete <

She selected delete and sighed in relief.

To delete this post you must enter your password.

Alya anxiously squeezed her lips together. She didn't remember her password.

"Ummmm....Marinette?" Twenty thousand views. The trembling maniac ceased from banging her head on the wall. "Did you take it down?" She hoarsely whispered. The brunette avoided the blue eyes burning through her soul. "Erm, uh, I-" Marinette raced to her own phone on her bed as soon as she heard a notification. She gulped. It was a snap from Chat Noir himself. Her life was officially over. With shaky fingers, she unlocked the phone and logged into her Ladybug account on Snapchat. She was too afraid to even breath. Squeezing her eyes shut, she finally clicked on the new snap from Chat.

Marinette couldn't resist facepalming herself. But the longer she stared at the ridiculous selfie, the more her face began to flush. Before she knew it, the photo timed out erased itself. Stupid cat, she thought. Whatever I'll just DM him. After sending him a black photo of a streak back, she messaged him.

Bugaboo: Why are your eyes yellow

Kitty: filter

Bugaboo: what are you a model lol stop trying so hard

Kitty: I still look good tho 😉

Marinette almost forgot the situation at hand. She couldn't believe her crisis slipped her mind so easily after she started conversing with Chat. Her head whipped up to see Alya nervously attempting different passwords for her blog. "Did you delete it??" She repeated.

"Ummm, I-heheh, well...I can't seem to remember my password-"

"WHAT?!? YOU MEAN IT'S STILL UP?!?! IT'S BEEN THWEE AND A HALF MINUTES  THE WHOLE WORLD HAS PWOBABLY SEEN IT ALWEADY!!!!" She screeched. Alya quickly patted her shoulder. "Hey, calm down, I posted it on the Ladyblog, not YouTube. So far it only has sixty thousand views," she soothed. Marinette covered her face and screamed again. "ONLY SIXTY THOUSAND?!?!! THAT'S PWACTICALLY EVEWYONE IN PAWIS!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS IS HAPPENING THIS IS HUMILIATION NATION!!!! AND WIGHT AFTER MY SECWET LOVE OF ADWIEN WAS WEVEALED ON LIVE TELEVISION LAST WEEK!!!!!!"

She finally lost her nerve and burst into tears. A wave of guilt came over Alya. She felt responsible for her friend's misery. Sure, Marinette's clumsiness caused this, but if she wasn't screwing around with her, none of this would have ever happened. "Look, I have about 53.6 million followers on my blog so these views are actually pretty low compared to most of my posts so far," she tried reasoning.

There was no response from the weeping girl on her bed. She furrowed her eyebrows in determination as she thought hard of every possibility for her password. She might get locked out of her blog for good, but at the moment, there were bigger things at stake, like Marinette Dupain Cheng's reputation.

..............................

Chat Noir leapt through his open window and detransformed as soon as he landed on the floor. That's when he noticed a notification on his desktop computer. Adrien's face lit up. "Look, Plagg! The Ladyblog updated!" He happily exclaimed. The blonde dashed to his wheelie chair and clicked the link to the newest post. "I bet it's another beautiful picture of my lady," he dreamily sighed.

Plagg rolled his eyes. "So what? Why can't that ombré chick finally post something juicy for once?" The kwami complained. "And where's my cheese??"

"Just a minute, Plagg. I want to see this." The video popped up on the monitor and began the process of loading. For now it was frozen on a shot of Marinette on her bedroom floor. "Hey, it's pigtail girl!" Plagg pointed out. "Even better, another video of her. Between you and me, I'll take pigtail girl over Ladybug any day."

"Plagg, they're the same person."

"Still, pigtail girl's much more entertaining. Remember that one show last week? She definitely has a crush on you and you can't convince me otherwise," he snickered. A small blush dusted the model's cheeks. "Sh-shut up, she does not," Adrien muttered, averting his kwami's gaze.

The audio of the video clip suddenly blasted through the speakers. "Kitty!!" Adrien jumped at his alter ego's nickname. The entire time he watched the video, he was left speechless. By the time it was over, the little cinnamon roll was nothing but a sputtering mess while Plagg kept laughing at his holder's reaction. "Well, would ya look at that! She's crushing on both of your sides!"

"Kn-kn-knock it off! Sh-she only sees me as a friend!" Adrien stammered, lying face down on his large mattress with his burning face into a pillow. Marinette's baby voice played over and over in his mind.

"Telhw him that I wuv him, that I mith him, and I wanna kith him and that I mith hith cuddles!"

His heart kept trying to hammer its way out of his chest. Does she really think of me that way? As Chat Noir? Can we really be together after all? The silly video left him filled with warm thoughts and wishful thinking. He tried not to get his hopes up too high, but that was pretty hard. After all, was it just the pain pills talking again? Maybe, maybe not. There was no way of knowing for sure, so all he could do for now was ignore Plagg's kissy faces and nonstop teasing as he dreamed on of the day he and his lady would become a couple.

OMIGOD I AM SOOOOO SORRY MY PEEPS!!! I WAS TAKING A MINOR BREAK AND BEFORE I KNEW IT A MONTH HAD PASSED SINCE I LASTED UPDATED I'M SO SORRY I WILL TRY TO MAKE IT UP TO YOU!!!!

I've just been kinda busy and I got this new medicine that makes me feel really sleepy all the time so it's harder to concentrate and be inspired more than usual! :( Anyway thanks for 2k views!! Feel free to vote and comment, hope you liked😄!

~ Sapphire out