Marinette laid in bed, tablet in hand, one evening when something blocked the moonlight over her bed. Confused, she glanced up only to see the goofy grin of Paris's finest. "CHAT?!" she screeched, nearly falling off her bed. She scrambled to her feet and unlocked the hatch, allowing the hero to drop onto her bed. "What are you doing here?" she asked (well, more like demanded).

"A friend of mine mentioned that you have purr-ty good taste in heroes," the boy explained, snickering at his pun.

Marinette sat confused for a moment, before Adrien's words from early that day came flooding back. We both have celebrity crushes on Paris's finest.

Crap. Somehow, Adrien told Chat that she liked him. Which wasn't even true! Why did the world hate her?! Now, here was a giggly, dumbly happy Chat Noir in her room, expecting Marinette to have a huge crush on him. Double Crap. She had no way out of this.

Might as well play along, she didn't want to hurt her kitty.

"He wasn't supposed to tell!" Marinette cried, pulling off a blush to go along with her words. "Ah, I'm sorry, Kitty…" She hid behind her hands, glancing anywhere but at Chat's oh-too happy face. Why was he such a lovable dork?

"Sorry?" Chat repeated, "Why're you sorry?" He moved to sit closer, rubbing Marinette's back as comfortingly as he could without hurting her with his claws. "It's very flattering! And very cute, too…"

"But, you love Ladybug…" Marinette faked a whimper, quite proud of her own acting skills.

That brought up a question, though: why was Chat in her room to talk about her "crush" on him when he had one on Ladybug?

"A knight doesn't leave a princess hurting, though!" Chat snickered. Inside, however, Adrien was sweating. He hadn't thought this through very well. He loved Ladybug…yet here he was, with Marinette, trying to wingman for Chat…he was so stupid.

Marinette giggled at his reasoning and glanced up at him, a soft smile on her lips. The smile made Chat blush, his eyes going wide. Oh, wow she was cute. This wasn't going well.

"Well…does the knight want to watch a movie?" Marinette asked.

Chat pulled a Cheshire Grin and flopped back against the girl's pillows, yanking her down with him. He laughed at her yelp, smiling innocently when Marinette glared at him. "Just for that, we're watching the Aristocats," Marinette grumbled, pulling her tablet up.

"That's fine," Chat said, pulling the girl closer in his cuddling, "Everybody wants to be a cat, anyway." Marinette groaned, cuddling against the boy.

Just because she was only pretending to have a crush on Chat didn't mean it wasn't nice to have the real Chat Noir to use as a cuddle object.

"Chat, that tickles!" Marinette fussed through her laughter, doubling over. The superboy continued tickling her sides, readjusting to reach her belly when Marinette rolled away from his reach. "Stoooop!"

"Now, why would I stop?" Chat snickered. He ran a claw over her bare toes and nearly died at the squeal Marinette gave.

Marinette reached weakly to her basket of dolls, grabbing Princess Fragrance and throwing her at the boy's face. He laughed and let her go, tossing the doll back. Marinette sat up, glaring at the boy.

"Hey, you asked for it!" Chat defended. "If you didn't tell me you were ticklish, I wouldn't have tickled you!"

"If I would have said I'm not, you'd have tested it," Marinette deadpanned. "Either way, I was getting tickled, you meanie."

Chat couldn't say anything; she was right. It was quite adorable to see the look of realization when he inched closer, and the look of terror when Chat pounced and attacked her ribcage. So, as an apology, Chat crawled onto her lap and stuck his head under her chin, purring loudly.

Marinette huffed and leaned back on her hands. "No amount of cuteness will make up for tickling me, Chat Noir."

"The full name?" Chat pouted, "No Kitty?"

Marinette giggled, "That's right. No Kitty."

"I'm really, really sorry for tickling you, Princess," Chat tried. Marinette giggled, running a hand through his hair, deciding to forgive him just this once.

Yes, he absolutely loved Ladybug with all his heart, soul, and might…but Marinette gave paw-some head scratches!

Chat had been visiting for well over a month. Marinette thought she'd have grown tired of having her partner constantly there, but she honestly loved it. She'd learned so much about Chat since having him visit so much.

Like the fact that Chat loved blankets, and really loved being wrapped up in them as tightly as Marinette could manage. Or the fact that Chat really loved that she called him Kitty. She also learned that he was afraid of thunder (and quite clingy when there was thunder and lightning). Apparently his home life wasn't very ideal, and he considered Marinette his best friend simply because she was incredibly kind to him.

But, the scariest thing that Marinette learned about Chat was that she didn't quite not have a crush on him. For all his insufferable puns and clingy-behavior, the dumb cat had somehow weaseled his way into Adrien-territory adoration. And the only one she could blame was that stupid Chat doll.

"What are you thinking about so hard, Princess?" Chat asked, waving a hand in front of Marinette's face.

She blinked into reality, staring at the knitting needles in her hands. She barely turned her head to the side to see Chat's grinning face. Her face fell with a blush, and she wished nothing more than to wipe that stupid Cheshire Grin off the superboy's face.

"I know you love me, but is blushing necessary?" Chat asked with a smirk, watching as Marinette's face shifted to a glare.

Then, an evil idea popped into the girl's head. She quickly leaned forward and pressed a kiss to the tip of Chat's nose, giggling as his eyes went wide as saucers. "You're right, Kitty…" Without any other words, she got to her feet and climbed the steps to her bed, plopping down. "If you wanna cuddle, you better get your leathery butt up here!"

Adrien would later kick himself for falling for Marinette so hard, then, but he was not going to pass up the opportunity to cuddle with her. No matter how much he loved Ladybug. Which he did, with all his heart and soul and might.

He flopped down beside Marinette and yanked her closer, burying his face in her hair. Marinette giggled and twisted to face him, playing with the fake ears perched in his messy hair. Behind Marinette, Adrien spotted the object that had started all of this: the Chat doll. He smiled, hugging Marinette tighter.

He loved that doll.

Because so many of you wanted a sequel. I hope it was worth!