Marinette's POV
"Do you have any questions for me?" Master Fu asks as dad signs paper after paper.
I think for a minute before speaking,"Yeah...How did you find my channel?" I ask. A reasonable question. Master Fu doesn't seem like the type of person to browse youtube. Most people at...his age aren't.
Master Fu chuckles, "Chat Noir was watching your videos in the office." Wow...Chat watched MY videos? He's the reason that Master Fu found me...I'll have to thank him I guess.
Dad signs more and more papers and when he finishes, we finally get to leave. Tikki smiles at me, "I'll give you my number so we can schedule some recording times," She hands me a small card.
Tikki L. Mira
Producer
133-152-3928
I thank her and dad and I leave. We walk to the car keeping our composure, but as soon as we close the car doors I scream in excitement. "I'm so proud of you Marinette!" Dad yells hugging me the best he can in this small space.
"Thanks, Papa!" I squeal hugging dad back. We sit in our embrace, excitement flowing through out the car for a while. When we finally calm down Dad starts driving us home. We talk about my future for the duration of the ride home. The air is still filled with excitement and happiness.
When we get home I race through the door. Mom is putting on the finishing touches of a beautiful 4 layer wedding cake. Lilac flowers made of frosting dot the white frosting covering the cake. On top is a little wedding topper of two women, one wearing a lilac dress and the other wearing a traditional white dress.
When mom sees me come through the door she turns around so quickly the beautiful wedding cake almost topples over. She thankfully catches the cake and holds it upright before any damage can be done. Mom turns around again and looks at me expectantly. "I GOT SIGNED!" I scream.
"Oh, honey! I'm so proud of you!" Mom walks over to me and hugs me. "You're so talented Marinette!" As we are in our embrace dad walks in and joins us. I feel myself get lost in the loving hug for a minute before we all pull away.
Dad smiles and grabs his apron from a nearby rack, "I'm going to cook us dinner. I think I'll make...my world famous mac and cheese!"
I gasp, "You know that's my favorite, dad!" I give dad a big hug, "I think I should go upstairs. I feel my creative juices flowing and I just have to write!" I give mom another hug and let her get back to finishing the cake.
I go into my room and slouch down on my computer chair. I take a deep breath and let everything sink in. I just got signed to a record label! Not only that, but THE Chat Noir watched my videos. I really do have to thank him.
I go on my twitter and go my messages. I type in Chat Noir. Thankfully he allows DMs. I begin crafting my perfect DM.
So I heard you watch my videos? I get it, my videos are pretty great. ;) But seriously thanks.
I think it may be a bit forward, but I decide to send it anyway. I'm usually like that in my videos, so my twitter persona should be sassy as well. I press send and go about my business. I don't expect Chat to reply right away, he probably gets hundreds of DM's a day.
I click away from the DM and start writing a tweet. Master Fu told me I could tell my fans whenever I want, but because I'm a terrible person I'm going to keep them guessing. I tweet:
I'm dYING GUYS, YOU DON'T EVEN UNDERSTAND. I'm so excited!!!!
I press tweet and almost immediately I get confused responses. Since I've already established that I'm a complete ass, I don't respond to any tweets. Instead, I go onto Spotify and blast the first song I can find.
I sing along and I grab a makeup wipe to take off the hundreds of pounds of stuff I put on my face earlier today. Before I can get most of the makeup off, my computer dings telling me I have a new DM. I figure It's just from a confused fan, so I let it sit there for a second so I can take the rest of this stuff off my face.
I take off the dress I had on and put on some very comfy PJs. When I'm comfortable, I sit back down at my computer to check my DM. Surprisingly it isn't from a crazed fan, it's from Chat Noir.
C: No prob, but how'd you know I watch your videos?
Wow, I didn't expect him to reply that fast. A celebrity like him must get so many DMs. I gloss over that and start writing a response.
L: Fu told me, said he found me because you were watching one of my videos. Thanks again, by the way, I owe you big time.
Chat responds very quickly.
C: Were you in the studio today?
L: Yeah, I just had my interview today.
C: I take it by your attitude you got signed?
L: Yup! That's why I DMed you, so I could thank you. Fu might not have found me if you weren't watching them.
C: Well, I couldn't help but watch your videos, they're purrfect.
I stare at my computer for a second, trying to process if I actually read that. When I realize Chat actually said that and I wasn't drugged somehow I turn off my monitor and slowly go to my bed. I stuff my face into my pillow and groan loudly into it. That was such a terrible pun.
Now hear me out, I like puns. I can appreciate a good pun here or there, but that was so terrible I don't think I can get out of my bed. Ever. Forget being Ladybug, I'm just going to sit here for the rest of my life.
Eventually, I pry myself away from my bed and slowly make my way back to my computer. I hesitantly turn my monitor back on. I practically gag looking at the terrible pun on my screen. I decide I have to respond, this guy basically got me my job.
L: That was objectively terrible.
C: There's more where that came from, M'Ladybug.
L: Nooooooo
C: How about just M'Lady. I've got to be a great gentleman.
L: I guess, but you don't seem like the gentleman type.
C: I'm full of surprises M'lady. ;)
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God, I love their interaction. So I thought if they interacted in person they would know each other's identity. So I decided to keep their interaction online for now. Eventually, they will figure out their identities, just not now. Anyways, thanks for reading and I hope you liked it!
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