Just Another Miraculous One Shot Book

Marichat #1

*CHAT NOIR*

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Miraculous Ladybug!"

I watched as Ladybug threw her lucky charm up toward the black starlit sky and it restored all that had been damaged during the most recent akuma attack with a burst of pink magic.

A huge smile was instantly plastered on my face.

"Pound it!"

She and I fist bumped, and I was the first one to leave on my staff.

I hadn't used cataclysm, so I knew I wouldn't be de-transforming any time soon.

I jumped off of a couple of buildings and enjoyed the clear air until I found a small balcony.

It seemed like a nice place to be on a beautiful night like this.

"I'll go get it, Mom!"

I heard a girl coming up to the balcony and searched frantically for a place to hide.

Pots. Plants.

I was a goner.

I heard the trapdoor open and suddenly a feminine gasp.

"C-Chat Noir?"

"Heheh, hey!"

"W-why are you on my balcony?"

I told her the truth.

"I can't help it if I'm simply admiring this beautiful night, and I stumble upon a beautiful girl, can I?"

She ignored my flirt and instead stepped forward.

"Chat," She put her hands on her hips, "why are you such a flirt?"

I smiled slyly.

"Like I said," I shrugged, "I can't help myself."

She rolled her eyes.

"Sooooooooo," she said awkwardly after waiting for me to speak through the silence.

"Sooooooooo," I copied.

She let a small smile slip.

"Wow," I said softly.

She furrowed her brows.

"What?"

"Its just, you have a nice smile," I explained honestly.

"I never noticed that about you," I continued thoughtfully.

As Adrien, she only ever smiles forcefully near me.

I have the strangest feeling that she doesn't really like me.

I mean, she's always avoiding me and I hear my name when she whispers to her friends.

But now, it's like I get to see a whole new side of her.

"Thanks," she replied sarcastically, snapping out of my own world.

"No," I defended, "I mean-"

"I know what you mean," she said jokingly as she rolled her blue eyes.

I let out a sigh of relief and shook my head playfully.

"Good," I replied.

We stood quietly for a while.

"Um," I began, interrupting the silence, "shouldn't you be getting something for your mom?"

Her eyes lit up suddenly and she reached out for the bag of flour beside a small flower.