Ladybug: I have a question
Kitty Cat: Hit me
Ladybug: That girl that you were hanging out with the other day. Marinette
Ladybug: What do you think of her?
Kitty Cat: Do I sense some jealousy, M'lady? ;)
Ladybug: LOL yeah right.
Ladybug: It's hard to get jealous when you've spent over six years trying to win me over
Kitty Cat : It worked though
Ladybug: True
Ladybug: But anyway, I just want to know what you think of her
Ladybug: I mean, she was the holder of the mouse miraculous in the past
Kitty Cat: Ah right. Almost forgot about that.
Kitty Cat: Well, ive known her since we were 16. It was my first day of going to school in person.
Kitty Cat: She actually hated me at first lol. She thought i was sticking gum on her seat when really I was trying to take it off
Kitty Cat: She's an amazing person. Always thinking of others before herself. Funny. Creative. Kind. It's hard not to like her. Like half the guys in our class were in love with her lmaoo
Kitty Cat: She's actually starting her own fashion brand and I couldn't be more proud of her. She's just great
Kitty Cat: I think you two would get along really well. You guys are pretty similar now that I think about it.
Kitty Cat: But do not fret, m'lady. My heart is yours ;) <3 xxxx
Ladybug: You're so cheesy
Kitty Cat: i beg to disa-brie
Ladybug: god, what have i started
"Since you seem perfectly fine now, are you ever going to tell me what was up with that one week when you were quiet?" Alya asked.
Marinette looked up from her phone, wiping the smile she had on her face. "I don't know what you mean."
"Oh, don't play games with me. I know you more than you wished I did."
She groaned. Why did Alya have to be on her back all the time? She loved her and everything, but it's not like Marinette could tell her the reason why she took a step back that week. While Alya knew Marinette's alternative identity, she shouldn't just spill that Chat Noir was actually Adrien Agreste. That wasn't her secret to tell. Plus, it was terrible enough that Luka knew both of their identities; she couldn't possibly risk someone else knowing the same information.
"Alya, I–"
"Marinette! Can you push me again?" Manon called, running up to the two with her sled in her hand. Her ponytail was all tangled and messed up from the first push since she took a tumble, but she seemed not to care one bit.
"I'll push you this time," Alya said, taking the round sled from Manon's hands and placing it on the ground right before the slope slid down. "Hop on."
"Thanks, Alya," Manon said as she plopped down on the sled.
"Okay. 1...2...3!"
Manon giggled the whole way down. She was able to stay on the sled this time which was surprising. She's had that sled for a few years, and since then, she has grown a lot. She was only 11, but she was tall for her age.
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