Basically this book is just a compilation of Miraculous Ladybug one-shots originated from a bunch of little ideas that I couldn't make into full books... so I turned them into one-shots...
or two-shots...
or maybe even three-shots...
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Marinette didn't know what was worse: the fact that Chat Noir, her papa, and Adrien all have the same idealism about soulmates, or the fact that she might have feelings for Chat Noir.
In which Marinette wants to know if Adrien really is her soulmate, so she asks two people (and the actual candidate himself) what they're thoughts are on soulmates.
She just doesn't expect their answers to be so similar, and to have her reflecting on her mixed feelings for Chat and Adrien.
Who, unknowingly to her, are the same person.
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"So... soulmates huh?"
Marinette's chuckled, her smile sheepish as she offered her father a light-hearted shrug. She usually never asked her parents questions about love-related topics due to having to listen to how her parents met, which she didn't necessarily mind, though that story would often lead to horrible second-hand embarrassment moments which would have her blushing uncontrollably whenever her parents tried to not-so-subtly hint that she and Adrien were destined to be wed and have children together (which she didn't disagree with at all.) But that didn't stop her from wondering how her father had known that her mother had been the one. And if he believed her to be his soulmate, how had he known for sure?
And how could she know if Adrien was meant to be hers?
"Yeah," Marinette nodded, "Do you believe they're real?"
"Of course I do," Her father said, grin wide. "I married your mother, after all."
Marinette chuckled, slowly take a seat next to her father on the sofa. "But how did you know maman was the one for you? Was their a sign? Something that stood out to you? A little voice in your head telling you pick her pick her?"
