Letters to Marinette [Complete]

1 ~~ Scribbles

A/N: [Akuma attacks mentioned in this chapter— Evillistrator. If you have not watched this episode, I recommend you do.]

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Marinette 🐞

Princess,

I do apologise for purr-posely leaving you on the bridge tonight. I didn't think twice about your safety and I'm cat-astrophically sorry. Nathaniel and Chloe are okay. Ladybug and I thank you for your pawsitivity and bravery. I'm glad your safe now and hope you'll find a space in your heart to fur-give me.

To: Marinette
From: Chat Noir

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I reread the letter over and over again in class while Ms Bustier taught the students about Ancient Greece and what they had once believed in those times. I knew a few things about Greek Mythology so I didn't have to worry about the pop quiz coming up. Sitting next to me, Alya was too busy writing a report for the Ladyblog— the Ladybug #1 fansite in the whole of Paris— concerning the Evillistrator incident. So I was able to read Chat's letter without her noticing.

I wanted to laugh at Chat Noir's use of puns in the letter and yell 'Aawww' because he actually sent me an apology note about 'ditching' me. I then started to blush because I realised that he must have slipped it through my trap door late that night after the incident.

I hope he didn't hear to me saying 'Goodnight' to Tikki or else he'd be a bit suspicious of who or what she was— I could always tell Chat I have a pet cat named Tikki, right? But what if his true self knew me really well and knows I don't have a pet? What if he realises that Tikki is actually my Kwami and that I was Ladybug this whole time? He would be so disappointed that it's me and would never want to see or talk to me again as Ladybug. I really hope he didn't hear me.

"Marinette Dupain-Cheng," Ms Bustier called out, folding her arms, "Please do explain to me one thing that you know about the beliefs of Greek Mythology."

The class turned in my direction, including Adrien! I quickly hid the letter under my desk as I blushed embarrassingly. Oh no, I should have been pretending to write something down so the teacher wouldn't be suspicious. I could feel each hungry eye taking in my fear, waiting for a reply. Luckily, I was a pro at the topic.

"The people of Greece used to believe in different gods," I answered nervously, hoping no one could notice the envelope I was trying to conceal under my desk, "They used to worship heroes and demigods like Persues and Heracles—"

"You mean Hercules?" Kim asked, confused, "Like the movie?"

"Hercules is the Roman version," I corrected him, "Hercales is Greek, but the animators made it 'Hercules' because it sounded more appealing."