Three days later, Marinette marked nine tallies on the sheet. After a quick count, she laughed. Her kitty had been so close. He was at 249. They would have to celebrate the 250th pun in some way. With school and stress about Adrien coming over, Marinette hadn't celebrated the 200th one.

She spun when Alya burst through the door.

"Alya! Would you quit doing that?" Marinette glared at her friend who just grinned.

"Sorry. What are you doing? You don't normally react that way." The nosy reporter tried to peek around Marinette's shoulder but was unsuccessful. Before a real tussle could begin, Nino came through the door with Adrien close behind.

"Sorry we burst in. Your parents said we could just come up," said Nino, making himself comfortable on Marinette's chaise.

"No. It's fine. You saved me from this reporter's nosy habits." Marinette pushed Alya away again. Nino laughed.

"Alya, get over here. Stop bothering the poor girl. I need help with some French grammar thing." Alya smirked and went over to help him. She sat down and leaned very close. Marinette smiled. Someday she would get them together. She heard a sound behind her and jumped. She'd forgotten all about that minor detail.

Adrien. She turned around to acknowledge her guest.

"H-hey. Ummm...hehe." Great start, Marinette. Keep it up. "I...uh...cute...you're cute. No...no, not you, them cute...they're cute." She pointed over her shoulder at the two who were now cuddled up, the grammar completely forgotten. "Ship...sailing ocean blue…" She wanted to crawl into a hole and die. "Homework?" She pointed to a text book on the desk. Adrien started to laugh. This girl was adorable! Her cheeks flushed bright red, matching Ladybug's suit.

"Sure. What do you want to start with?" She stood nervously before the question registered.

"Ummm...maths?" She didn't try to say anything else. It would be too difficult. He smiled, nodded, and pulled a chair over to the desk. She was grateful he didn't try to make conversation because it gave her a little time to concentrate on moving the maths book out from under a stack of paper. As she did, she brushed a piece of paper onto the floor. Adrien bent over to pick it up, and as he did, a weird look crossed his face. He picked up one of Marinette's broken pencil and put the paper on the desk. Marinette's heart raced as she saw what it was.

Chat's pun count. She looked at Adrien and saw him holding up the pencil.

"Writing with a broken pencil is pointless," he said. And with that, he took a sharper pencil and place a tally mark on the paper. He looked at her expectantly.

"Deux cent cinquante." It was the tiniest of whispers, but all the confirmation he needed.

"M'lady?" Alya and Nino had gone quiet. They could sense something was up.

"Chaton." She said it matter of factly. "All this time. Right under my nose."

"We need to celebrate." She gawked at him. "Number 250 was too pun-ny to not celebrate." Marinette rolled her eyes.

"Deux." Then she stopped. A look of fear and apprehension crossed her pretty features. "Are you disappointed it's just plain Marinette?" He smiled and leaned in. Her breath hitched in her throat.

"If I could've chosen anyone to be my Lady, I would've chosen my Princess." Marinette didn't stop to think about the action. She just acted.

Throwing her arms around Adrien's neck - around Chat Noir's neck - she kissed him. He didn't even pause but immediately kissed her back wrapping his arms around her waist.

In the background, Alya squealed.

Please review and tell me what you thought! I've never written a reveal fic so I hope it turned out alright. As always, criticism is welcome as well as anything you would like to see me write.

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