The Reveal... Almost. Part Seven!

Marinette dashed home. Her parents would be wondering where she was, and she couldn't have any suspicions thrown on her. It was bad enough as it was...

Alya wandered leisurely toward the Dupain-Cheng patisserie. She didn't have anything else to do, as she had already updated the Ladyblog that day. Nino was on a family outing, and brave as she was, she still had some qualms at visiting the Agreste mansion, and braving the wrath of Gabriel. She knew, or thought she knew, that Marinette was helping her  parents, but she figured that she could lend a hand. Many hands make light work, right?
Adrien was sitting on a bench, in the park when he remembered that Marinette's house was nearby. He didn't have much else to do, and it was always nice to see her, so he figured he might as well go for a visit. He stood and started walking towards the patisserie, taking a roundabout route to enjoy the Parisian scenery.

As Marinette rounded the corner and the bakery came into sight, she stopped short. Alya was at the other end of the lane, and in a few minutes she would walk in, thinking Marinette was helping her parents. Mari would have no end of trouble trying to explain herself. An idea, half formed, came into her mind. Marinette couldn't sneak past Alya, but Ladybug could...

Adrien emerged into a scenic, deserted, alleyway. He was pretty sure that the Dupain-Cheng bakery was just around the corner. He stopped for a moment in a shaded overhanging, admiring the beautiful buildings, when he heard footsteps at the other end of the alleyway. He heard a high-pitched voice say, 'Marinette, I don't think this is a good idea..,' before it was cut off by a familiar voice. 'It'll be fine, Tikki,' he heard Marinette say. Adrien looked over to where he had heard her voice coming from, and was shocked to see a kwami hovering in front of Marinette. 'No. Way..,' he whispered in disbelief. Plagg flew out of his jacket. 'Holy cheese,' he said, in a similar tone of amazement.

Marinette ducked into a small alleyway, brushing off Tikki's protests. 'Spots on!' she cried and felt the familiar feeling of exhilaration as she transformed into her alter-ego. Using her yo-yo, she swung up onto her balcony, and detransformed, rushing down to the bakery. She never even noticed the shocked, bewildered, and completely speechless blond that was still standing in the alley.


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    1. Thanks! I'll be starting another fanfic as well, it'll come out on Fridays (Friday in Australia, at least..)

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    1. Thanks! Glad to see you finally got the comment thing working, lol.


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