Letters to Marinette [Complete]

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A/N: [Akuma attacks mentioned in this chapter— Copycat. If you have not watched this episode, I suggest you do.] What if Marinette wanted to thank Chat for writing the letter?🤔😏

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Marinette 🍪

Tikki and I ran out of the boys' locker room at school, careful not to be caught. I had Adrien Agreste's phone in my hand and felt so bad for taking it out of his locker surreptitiously.

I made a huge mistake, you see— I sent Adrien this voice mail and accidentally admitted my feelings to him over my phone. The whole thing was sent to his device so I had to do everything in my power to steal it before he left his fencing lessons (I have a whole poster of his schedule in my room, so what?).

"What are you going to do with Adrien's phone now?" Tikki asked me as we sneaked out of the school.

"I-I don't know, Tikki," I stammered nervously, "I guess I'm going to have to ask Alya if she could help me crack Adrien's password."

Alya is a phone boffin and technical specialist in complex devices. If anyone could hack into someone else's lock screen, it would be her— or Max (the Gamer) from class, but no way was I going to ask him. It's already embarrassing enough as it was.

"Marinette," Tikki squeaked, looking up at the rooftop above them, "Chat Noir's headed our way!"

I ordered Tikki to hide in my bag and carefully placed Adrien's cellphone in besides her. Chat Noir sent me that letter a few days back and I had not had the chance to thank him for it. He looked as if he were in a hurry— maybe he needed to get somewhere fast.

Chat Noir hesitated over the rooftops, looking around the area, until he fixated his eyes in the direction that he had come from. He was holding a square canvas in his arm.

"Chat Noir!" I called out, waving my hand in the air to grab his attention, "Chat, over here! Can I have a word?"

The superhero looked down at me in confusion and stared after sensing my presence. At first, I was convinced he had already forgotten about me and the letter— how stupid of me: I did not even consider the fact that Chat might have possibly sent many people letters other than me. He then hesitantly made his way towards me.

My heart started to beat unevenly, which was a surprise to me because I saw him almost every day when fighting crime through Paris as Ladybug. Now that I was Marinette, it was like I was a completely different person. And as Marinette, I could not leave an incomplete 'thank you' to a person who deserves it.