It is now December 24th and tonight is Chloe Bourgeois's party at the Le Grand Paris hotel. Tonight Marinette would find out who her Secret Santa is.
Marinette was sitting up in her room on her bed, texting Alya.
Alya: I just gave Alix her present. I left it on her doorstep this morning.
Marinette: Still not going to tell me what you got her?
Alya: You'll find out at the party tonight. If you remember!
Marinette: I'll try to remember, but right now I'm trying to figure out how to give Adrien his present. I still haven't given it to him yet.
Alya: Well, what are you waiting for?! Girl, It's now or never and this is your chance to tell Adrien how you really feel.
Marinette: I'll get it to him later.
Alya: No. Give it to him now.
Marinette: Later.
Alya: Now.
Marinette: Later.
Alya: Now or never.
Marinette: Fine! I'll go now.
Alya: Yay!
Marinette: I'll text you when I get back. I have to figure out how to get this present to Adrien.
Alya: Have fun with that. Talk to you later.
Marinette set her phone down on her bed and made her way down the steps. She looked towards her desk that had the present sitting on it. Yesterday she had decided to wrap the box in silver and blue wrapping paper with a dark blue bow on top. Marinette walked over to her desk and picked it up. She stood their staring at the present in her hands until Tikki flew over and sat on top of it.
"Tikki." Marinette began. "How am I going to get this to Adrien?"
"Just set it in front of his door. He'll surely find it there."
"That might actually work." Marinette smiled. "He has a photo shoot soon, so . . . maybe he's already left."
"Then you better get going." Tikki said, floating up from the gift.
"Yeah. Let's go, Tikki." Marinette agreed. "Tikki! Spots On!"
Marinette transformed into Ladybug and went up to her balcony. She looked at the white city around her. Snow coated the entire city with a cold wind blasting through. Ladybug jumped off of the balcony and ran across the snowy rooftops.
"Plagg!" Adrien moaned. "I said no."
Adrien sat at his desk, smiling as he finished wrapping and decorating Marinette's gift. He had covered the box in red and green striped wrapping paper.
"But Adrien, I'm starrrrving." Plagg whined.
"I just gave you some Camembert." He said, placing a shiny red bow on top of the box.
"And I'm still hungry."
"You're always hungry." Adrien rolled his eyes at his kwami.
"Pleaassseee." Plagg cried as he floated down on top of the gift. "Just a little piece."
"No. You've had enough."
"But Adrien . . . this is the season of giving. Where's the kindness in your heart?"
"Ugh. Fine." Adrien agreed, opening up one of his desk drawers. "But this is coming out of your Christmas present."
"What! That's not fair!" Plagg shouted, taking the cheese wedge.
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Secret Santa
أدب الهواةIt's Christmas time and Marinette's class has decided to do Secret Santas. Marinette is both excited and worried about her Secret Santa while Adrien is happy with the person he got, but is having trouble finding the perfect gift.