Letters to Marinette [Complete]

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A/N: [Akuma attacks mentioned in this chapter— refers to previous akumatized victims. If you have not watched any of those episodes, I suggest you do.]

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Chat 🧀

Princess,

I don't know what to write this time. No words can describe how sorry I am for getting you in danger like that today. When I saw you in Copycat's room all chained up, it was probably the worst thing that has ever happened to someone because of me and I really wish I could make it up to you. I'm so so sorry, Princess, I'd understand if you probably hate me right now.

To: Marinette
From: Chat Noir

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I held the green letter in my hand and nervously stood over the trap door on her balcony. She might have been fast asleep by now, but I wasn't going to press my ear to the ground just to hear if she was.

I pushed my letter in the trap door. Just before I left the balcony, a pink, rectangular piece of paper appeared from the trap door in front of me. On the cover, it read: Fur Chat Noir's eyes meownly.

Marinette wasn't asleep. She had been waiting for me to send another letter to her so that she could give me something in return. It was a letter for me from Marinette and I immediately opened it up the second I received it.

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Kitty,

Before I read the letter you've just sent to me through my trap door, let me first say that I wanted to thank you personally for the previous letter you sent and I accidentally thanked Copycat instead. So it's not your fault, it was mine. I'm sorry for being a distraction for you and wanted to thank you for saving me again. And if your second letter is another apology note, I have already forgiven you.

To: Chat Noir
From: Marinette

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I reread the letter and looked down at the trap door with a smile. Marinette was so kind, cute and understanding. I pressed the pink envelope to my heart and jumped off of the balcony back to my home.

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Théo ⛓

Our limo drove smoothly across the streets of Paris, searching for the route of our destination. We were making our way to the Agreste Manor one morning to speak with Gabriel Agreste, Adrien's father. He and Uncle used to be best friends when they were our age (if we end up like them, I'm going to puke).