Chat Noir gets interviewed, but it's about a certain bluenette
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"Who is she to you?"
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"Pound it!"
Ladybug and Chat Noir fisbumped. They both smiled and Ladybug's earrings beeped.
"Gotta go!"
She waved and ran. Chat Noir was about to go too but was pulled by the one and only Alya Cesaire.
This can't be good....
"Chat Noir. Care for an interview? I also know you're far from detranforming. I'll just ask five questions, that's all!" She smiled but Chat Noir knew the mischievousness in her eyes.
But she was right. He was far from detranforming actually. He internally sighed and nodded his head.
"Sure"
He crossed his arms over his chest while Alya got her phone out. The hero gulped and mentally prepared for her questions.
He knew something was up.
"First Question: When fighting the villain Weredad or Tom Dupain-Cheng. What were your thoughts?"
He looked at her suspiciously before answering.
"Well, the only thing I had in mind was the safety of one of the citizen's of Paris. Also to reduce the damage that might have occured while waiting for Ladybug" He answered curtly.
Alya nodded her head.
"That's such a hero thing to say. Second Question: Who was the "so-called citizen?"
And Alya's motive began. She was trying let him spill some tea.
"The citizen was Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Why ask?"
He rose an eyebrow.
"No reason. Third Question: How did you feel when Marinette was captured?" She had that smirk now.
The smirk, meaning that he had no choice but to answer her question or else she'd be making acussations about him.
And he didn't want that.
"I was worried about her safety. Just like I do to every other citizen" He tried to make his answer short and solemn.
Key word: Tried.
"Really? Because I'm pretty sure we heard you shouting her name over and over again. It sounded desperate and much more worried than you'd ever been with a citizen" She rose both of her eyebrows. Expecting an answer.
"Of course I would've done that. She was up in the air for crying out loud. She could've fallen and would've gotten hurt pretty bad, I was worried for her"
He showed a tint of irritation. Alya's smirk never wavered.
"Fourth Question: If she were to fall ad you wouldn't have caught-"
"No"
"What? What if you didn't catch her? What if she got hur-"
"I will always catch her. I will always be there and always fight for Marinette, she is a wonderful and unique person. I'll be damned if I would let her get hurt, I will never forgive myself. No matter what, I'll always be there for Marinette"
He said with so much boldness. It wasn't a threat. It was a promise.
A promise that no matter what, he will always be there for her and her alone. Even when beaten to oblivion, he would stand up, run and catch her.
He had no intention on breaking that promise.
Alya's smiled widened even more as her mischief.
"Even if I will be beaten. Even if I am hurt or physically weak. I will be there for her, to catch her, to hold her or to protect her. So don't think I wouldn't do it, because I would and I will"
He stood his ground. Glaring at the tanned girl. It wasn't hatred, it was annoyance for thinking that he would let the bluenette get hurt.
Alya smiled apologetically.
"Fifth Question-"
This better not be a waste of time.
"Who is she to you?"
It caught him off guard. Merely choking on air before clearing his throat. He furrowed his eyebrows in plain confusion.
"Pardon?"
Alya smiled and shook her head.
"Who is she to you? Who is Marinette Dupain-Cheng? I mean, a baker's daughter and a girl who loves fashion? What is so special about her?"
Alya blew it. It made him blow up. The facade falling gracefully and unto the concrete ground.
"Marinette Dupain-Cheng is special. She is not an ordinary girl, she's unique, she's kind and she's strong. She is not just a "baker's daughter" nor a "girl who loves fashion". She is a girl who is beautiful, talented and a lovable person"
Alya's mouth dropped in shock. Chat Noir glaring at her.
"She is Marinette. She's perfect in every way, even if she's clumsy, she will always have your back. So don't go on saying that your friend isn't special"
He spat out and pointed a gloved finger at her.
But much to his shock, Alya wasn't offended in the slightest, if anything, she looked delighted.
"I agree Chat Noir, she is special. But who is she to you? Is she a friend? An acquaintance or perhaps.....a crush?"
That made him freeze. Frozen. Blushing and mouth opened, eyes wide as saucers.
A couple of moments passed before a beep came from his ring.
It pulled him back to reality.
He cleared his throat and fixed his posture. Crossing his arms and smiling to himself.
"Yeah-"
A huge smile took over his face.
"Maybe a crush"
He murmured.
Oblivious to the microphone he had placed on his ear.
"But delete that part"
He said embarrassed before going off. He jumped from rooftops to rooftops when he finally realized the microphone. He threw it away.
Marinette stood their at the electronic in shock. She was frozen and was unable to process such information.
Their Interview was live.
And she had seen and heard it all.
She blushed.
She'd have to talk to a certain cat soon.
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