Chapter 31

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Marinette wiped her brow as she finished putting the final touches on her ball gown. It was Friday evening and without any akuma attacks in the week, she found the time to put the last piece of the skirt in place, and accent it in shimmering silver jewels around the waist area. She smiled up at Tikki who inspected it.

"You did a wonderful job Marinette," she chirped. The young seamstress nodded before standing.

"It was close but I managed to get it done."

"I guess it helped that you didn't have to patrol any this week after all." She pursed her lips and sighed.

"True. Lady Fox and Emerald Shield are a huge help in that respect." Even after Wednesday had passed and she'd claimed to be alright to the three others, Adrien, Nino, and Alya all had forbidden her from joining the Thursday night patrol. In fact, Tikki had been told to go with Chat just so she wouldn't transform. She understood her friends worry but if Master Fu said she was fine, then she was fine, and she was itching to return to the skyline dressed in her spots. She wanted to be running beside them. They still refused despite her pleading. The only thing that left her to do was finalize her dress which she did between Thursday and Friday. Now she was ready for tomorrow evening and the big event. "But still. I really want to get back out there. I miss being able to swing over Paris." Tikki nuzzled her temple.

"Don't worry Mari. You'll be able to get back out there soon. We're all just concerned that the magic might not be completely gone; even Master Fu wasn't that sure about Wednesday."

"Yeah but...."

"How about we try it out carefully Sunday if you aren't too tired from the ball? That way, Chat can be there and we won't have to be suited for too long." Marinette smiled and agreed, knowing that there was no use in arguing with Tikki who could be rather stubborn herself. She took off the pin cushion on her wrist and went to sit at her desk. A message appeared on her desktop. It was from Adrien. Since he too had been forbidden from returning to her room, he'd taken to sending her cat photos over the Internet. She only rolled her eyes and humored him, opening them, giggling, and then scolding him for sending her such things. He only sent more.

This time, it wasn't a cat picture. It was a simple sentence:

CatsMeow: I miss you.

She blinked before smiling softly. She replied immediately.

FashionistaDiva: Didn't you see me earlier today?

CatsMeow: Yeah but still.

CatsMeow: Not the same thing.

CatsMeow: I didn't get to cuddle you or anything. Plus no kissing cause... well....

FashionistaDiva: ... I know.

CatsMeow:...

CatsMeow:...

CatsMeow: Can I come over?

She rolled her eyes.

FashionistaDiva: Good try but no.

FashionistaDiva: You know my dress is a secret until tomorrow.

CatsMeow: Darn. I tried.

FashionistaDiva: ... Did you even want to see me or where you trying to steal a glance at the dress?

CatsMeow: ... Both?

FashionistaDiva: Good-night Adrien Agreste.

CatsMeow: My lady!

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