Lukanette|| Soulmates AU (fanfiction)

Chapter Three

You know when you do, like, fifteen minutes (or less) of homework and you decide it's time to take a break? And then after the break you decide to put your head down as you're writing because you don't have the energy to keep your head up for too long so you end up falling asleep? 

Well, maybe it doesn't generally happen specifically like that, but in Marinette's case, that's exactly what happened.

Tikki tried to wake her up so she could finish, but she was definitely out cold. All the drama that happened at school today had more or less drained her, and her body chose the wrong time to try and catch some z's.

However, when her miraculous beeped, signaling that someone out there had gotten akumatized, the sound jolted her awake. There was some drool on her face and her eyes looked sleepy and groggy, a look similar to the one she wore on a school morning.

"Marinette, an akumatized person is on the loose! You have to transform now!" Tikki told her.

"What? Oh God, Tikki why didn't you tell me? You should have woken me up!"

Tikki shot her a look and started to explain but Marinete had already regained her senses and the sleepy feeling from before was long gone. She shouted the magic words and Marinette became none other than, Ladybug. 

She climbed up to her balcony and swung away to deal with the akumatized victim.

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"Please?"

"No."

"C'mon kid, just one more piece!"

"No, Plagg! I already gave you two rolls of Camembert just now. How can you still be hungry?" Adrien said.

"I have fast metabolism, okay?" Plagg mumbled. 

"Well that's not my problem. Besides, we're all out of cheese anyway." Adrien got up from his seat by his computer(s) and checked the mini-fridge that was usually filled to the brim with cheese. It was empty, of course. "So no, Plagg. I cannot give you any more cheese since you ate the last two rolls. I'll order a new batch, but until then you're going to have to wait."

Plagg dramatically flopped on Adrien's bed. "That's it. I'm done. I'm gonna starve."

Adrien rolled his eyes and sat back down so he could continue going through the latest feed on the Ladyblog. 

At least once everyday, he would check the Ladyblog to look at news and informative videos. When he was done, Adrien decided to do his homework, but he couldn't help daydreaming about her. He thought about those fascinating bluebell eyes of hers, the way there was always that special twinkle in her eyes every time they said, "Pound it!", and those adorable freckles of hers that dotted so beautifully across her nose...

Beep! Beep!

The noise snapped Adrien out of his daydream. For a split second, he thought he was Chat Noir and that he was going to transform back soon, but he quickly realized that wasn't so. It was his miraculous, signaling that some un-furr-ortunate person had been akumatized.

He stood up quickly, but Plagg was groaning. 

"Ugh, do we have to-ahhhhh!" He screamed as he got sucked into the ring, and Adrien soon became Ladybug's partner, Chat Noir.

"I prefer the term, "The great and powerful and incredibly strong Chat Noir." Now, say it again from the top." Adrien instructed the author/narrator. 

The author responded, "I couldn't give any less fu-" 

"Language, author! Try to keep it PG, alright?" He chastised.

"Don't tell me what to do!" The author shot back. "you're the one who interrupted me from telling others a story about your life!" 

"It's not like anyone asked you to." Chat Noir said, crossing his arm and staring up at the ceiling." 

"Fine! I'll talk about my life then!" The author turned to the audience. 

"So, there was a dead body in my room and my friend (let's call her Bob) came into the room and saw it. She said, "Mina, what did you do?" I replied, "What, I didn't do this." And she said, "Why did you kill this person, Mina?" "I didn't kill him, that's-that is my least favourite thing to do." Bob asked me to tell her what happened. So I said, "We'll, I was in my room, reading a book. And then this guy walked in. So I walked up to him. And I stabbed him thirty-seven times in the chest.""

Chat Noir was beyond speechless.

"What?" The author asked. She didn't understand why the audience had suddenly grown quiet, or why there were crickets chirping somewhere within the room.

Chat Noir slowly turned towards the audience and told them, "Aaany-ways, on with the story!"

"Oh, I forgot to mention one thing. I chopped up the guy's hands. And ate them."

The audience remained silent.

"Why though??" Someone shouted.

"Oh, you know, when you crave hands, that's-"

"ON WITH THE STORY!" Chat Noir yelled as he leaped out of his window to find his lady.