~*. Mon Petit Minou .*~

I. - Argument -

~* 3rd Person P.O.V: *~

It was 6 in the afternoon. Adrien was standing infront of the school, waiting for Gorilla to pick him up while chatting with his best friend Nino. When a black luxurious car stopped infront of the blond male, he made his way into the car, waved at his best friend before closing the door. The blond sat behind the drivers' seat, dropping his school bag next to him. After a short drive, he arrived at the mansion, that was supposed to be his 'home'.

"Father, I'm home!" He yelled. No response. "Father, I'm home! Are you there?" He yelled again. Silence. "Father?" He asked while climbing up the stairs. He then heard footsteps, coming from behind him. When the blond turned around, he saw his father's assistant Natalie, standing before  him. "Hey, Natalie. Do you know where father is?" He asked.

"No, he's not home Adrien. Mr. Agreste will come home 2 hours later. Now go to your room, and take a shower while the chef perpares your meal." The assistant said before walking away, leaving the poor teenager alone in the uncomfortable silence that surrounded the whole mansion. Adrien climbed up the expensive - marble stairs as a deep, heavy sigh escaped from his soft lips. 

When Adrien arrived at his room, he threw his bag on the floor as he dropped his tired body on the soft, queen-sized bed. The blond male spent the two hours by sleeping on  his large bed after taking a warm shower, and eating a garden-salad. He woke up to his father standing right beside him with a serious expression on his skinny face. Adrien quickly sat up. "Is something wrong, Father?" He asked, sincerely curious, but also scared. "Your grades are dropping, Adrien." He said with his usual cold, unfriendly tone that always scared Adrien. "If you don't do something about it as soon as possible, you won't have the chance to go  back to the public school." Mr. Agreste said with a frown on his face, and an ice cold tone. Adrien widened his green eyes at this father's comment about his grades. "But father, I am doing my best! You can't just do that!" He fought back, only to earn a glare. "Adrien, stop complaining like a child, and do what you're supposed to do if you wish to go to the public school." Adrien let out a deep sigh as a tear rolled down his soft cheek, dropping on the marble floor. 

He didn't understand the reason why his father was always so cold and strict towards Adrien. He did everything his father told him to do, yet  he got nothing except for a cold glare, and an emotionless tone. "I need some fresh air, Plagg." He said, looking over the small black kwami  that looked like a cat. "Plagg, Transformez-moi!" He yelled. And now, instead of Adrien, Chat Noir was standing on the queen-sized bed. He jumped out of the window, ran on the rooftops while admiring the breath-taking view the city of love had.

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.:' Marinette's P.O.V: ':.

After working on a design for nearly 3 hours straight, I decided to get some hot-chocolate and some croissants to enjoy the city's amazing view. I went down stairs to get some snacks and made myself a cup of hot-chocolate. When I climbed up to my room, and went out of the trap door to reach my small balcony. When I arrived at my balcony, I threw myself on a comfortable , but old couch, placed my hot-chocolate and snacks on a small wooden coffee table. 

I took my sketch-book out, continued to draw the design while eating my snacks and taking small sips from my hot-chocolate. My kwami Tikki was watching my small but agile hand which was drawing a fancy dress while eating her cookie. We both loved enjoying the chilly nights of Paris, which were accompanied by the city lights and the breath - taking view of the Effiel  Tower, which was techincally infront of my small bakery. I was proud of my alternative ego Ladybug, who saved this wonderul city with her best friend, and partner in crime Chat Noir nearly every single day. I don't know why Hawkmoth wants our miraculous, but we will not allow him to ruin the peace and defeat us by taking our miraculous. Ladybug and Chat Noir will always protect this city of love and friendship, and defend it from the evil.

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>'| Chat Noir's  P.O.V |'<

I was running, and jumping on the rooftops, feeling the strong breeze brush my now messy hair. Unfortunately, It started to get really cold but my 'home' was colder than this chilly breeze. So I decided to spend some time with a Paris Citizen. It is always so fun seeing them getting excited when they see me, and it could lighten my mood up a little. So, I started jumping from rooftop to rooftop until I noticed a certain girl on her balcony with a sketch-book in her small hands. Marinette was the best at cheering me up at hard times, when we first  became friends she was so awkward around me, and always fell down or mix  up her sentences. I don't know why, but after facing a lot of things as best friends, she started to feel more comfortable around me, so she always helped me when I was down, and of course, I helped her when she felt sad. 

I was very lucky to have a friend like Marinette Dupain-Cheng. She is a great friend. She never lets you down, and stands by your side no-matter-what. Unlike my father, she's really kind and understanding. Mari is always there if you need her help, or comfort. Her hugs are the best! The best at making you feel better since she starts to tickle you after hugging for a short while.  Alya's reactions to those kind of hugs are priceless. If we don't count that bubble-gum incident, we've never argued with Mari before. Isn't that awesome?

So, I was somehow very lucky, because Marinette was on her balcony. She could  cheer me up. I jumped on Marinette's balcony. "Hello, Princess." I said when I landed on her small balcony. She raised her head to see me. "Oh, hello Chat Noir. What brings a super hero on my balcony tonight?" She asked with some sarcasm in her soft voice. 

"Oh~ I was just running around, ya' know. I wanted to pay a visit since you were on your balcony! I mean, who can resist the delicious smell of the croissants that are from the best bakery of Paris." I said as I grabbed a croissant, and took a bite from it."Mmm~" 

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.:' Marinette's P.O.V ':.

That idiot Minou~ He is hilarious, and since he didn't make any of those  awful cat puns yet, so he is funny. I can't believe  someone could love croissants that much. His expression, and comments about my bakery's croissants were  really dumb, yet funny. "Whoops. I meant they are purrfect, Princess~" He said, shaking his empty hand. I let out a deep sigh, and a moan. Of course, he had to do that awful cat pun. 

Chat laughed at my reaction after swallowing the last part of the croissant he got from my plate. Then, I motioned him to sit next to me. We talked about a lot of things, Ladybug, My life, desserts, how he loves croissant that much, cat puns, Alya, Ladyblog... We talked about nearly everything that came to my mind, and we had a lot of fun. We laughed a lot, I have to admit, my stomach hurt way too much because of that dumb cat.

 When its was finally 2 am, Chat let out a yawn before standing up. "I'll go now, Princess. I have to admit, it was the best night ever. We should do this more often." I nodded. "Yeah." He then gave me a quick, friendly hug and thanked me, I don't know why though, because he jumped out of the balcony before I had the chance to question him. He was right though, spending time with him was really fun. How come Ladybug didn't notice how funny, and sweet Chat could be?

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>'| Adrien's P.O.V |'<

I knew my father and Natalie weren't concerned, because they didn't even notice that I wasn't at home for 4 hours, because they couldn't care less. So, I just sneaked into my room from that window, and detransformed. "Give me some cheese, Adrien!" Plagg complained. So I sighed as I walked over the small fridge that was in my room, and gave him a wheel of camembert before changing into my sleep-wear. I threw myself into the bed, and pulled the covers on my half - naked body. I drifted into the dream-land as soon as I pulled the covers.

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