Oneshots

Rooftop Rendevous - Ladynoir

*Note - when it is American English, I use 'mom' since that would be true to the story and script. I actually use British English, but this is just for the purpose of being true to the story.

Also do you, personally, spell it Cat or Chat?

Alya grinned evilly at the two paper envelopes flat in her tan palm.

Her plan was flawless.

Ever since her friendship with Marinette, and her discovery of Marinette's 'little' crush, on a certain fashion designer's son, Alya had to admit that she'd become quite the matchmaker.

Through perseverance, plans and training, she'd become the incredible matchmaker the was today.

It didn't matter that Adrien and Marinette weren't together just yet. That was a work in progress, and Alya would be finished with it soon enough.

For now, Alya's focus was on the pair that so many Parisians were drooling over.

Ladybug and Chat Noir.

******

"Bye-bye, little akuma," Ladybug farewelled sweetly, as the previously-evil butterfly, fluttered from her yoyo like a pale flower flitting in the breeze.

After Paris was returned to normal from yet another villain, Ladybug farewelled her comrade Chat Noir and went home, via her extremely flexible yoyo.

Transforming into Marinette, she sighed and flopped onto her bed despondently.

Marinette was very tired. She wasn't even hungry for a snack. She just wanted to sleep. Marinette's eyelids drooped and she sighed pleasantly, shifting into a comfortable position of her soft mattress.

"Marinette!" Tikki cried, springing from the pocket in her jeans. "Put away your fan mail first before you go to sleep! You don't want your mom to come tuck you in and find fan mail addressed to Ladybug! What would you do then?"

"You're right, Tikki," Marinette agreed, springing up from her position, and shuffling the letters into neat stacks.

One in particular caught her eye.

She tore open the envelope and read the fancy, flowing script aloud, wondering who the sender was.

Dear Ladybug,

I'd like to invite you to dinner tonight (June 4th) on a rooftop with me, at the coordinates of 48.8606° N, 2.3376° E, just next to the Louvre Museum. It will be at 7:00 sharp.

I know you don't know who I am, but that is part of the surprise. I await your treasured presence.

Signed,

Someone awaiting you.

Marinette frowned at the letter below her, setting it in her lap, before turning to Tikki.

"Should I go, Tikki?"

Tikki seemed to hover in the air for a moment, her large sapphire eyes filled with thought.

"Do you want to?"

"Well - I mean, I wouldn't mind, dinner on a rooftop sounds awesome, and I don't think I've got any plans for tonight anyway, so, but I don't know, should I-" Marinette rambled.

"So you should go!" Tikki responded enthusiastically. "Why not, Marinette? You could meet a new friend."

Marinette beamed and laughed, before flopping back onto her bed, Tikki beside her and staring at the ceiling.

******

At exactly 6:55, Ladybug's blazing red figure, whirled through the rooftop terraces of evening time Paris, heading towards the coordinates.