Ladybug and Chat stepped out of the building of the roller rink. It was now well past 1 AM and Ladybug knew her parents would either be pissed, wracked with worry, or both. Still, she couldn't worry about that for now. As they walked out, Ladybug holding onto Chat's arm, they looked at the Parisian night sky. The moon was out overlooking the city, the stars twinkling next to each other. However, the light from the city clouded them out a bit, dimming their illustriousness. Ladybug sighed as they walked across the parking lot, into the trees at the end of the lot. Walking through the woods, Ladybug glanced her eyes up at Chat's. They shined in the moonlight like peridot.

Chat caught Ladybug looking at him and asking, "Like what you see?"

Ladybug blushed. "Haha, yeah, kinda."

Chat smiled, "I like what I see too. Especially those bluebell eyes." He booped her on the nose.

"Haha," she giggled. "Bluebell? Really?"

He blushed, "Well yeah. You don't really see your eyes that often, but lucky me, I get to look at them all the time. I've come to the conclusion that they are in fact, bluebell."

She blushed, "Wow thanks." She started playing with the ribbon in her hair nervously.

"Why do you look so concerned?" he asked.

"Oh, well, eh-it's not that I'm concerned. I'm just thinking."

"Well what are you thinking about?" he asked curiously.

She looked at him grinning slightly, "Well what do you think I'm thinking about?"

"Knowing you, you're thinking about the most handsome and breathtaking man in this city," he said flashing his "guns."

She threw her head back in laughter, "Oh really? Who is that, I've never met him."

He looked back at her, teasingly crestfallen. "Well isn't it me?"

She put her arms around his neck, "Well I'm not sure. Would the most handsome and breathtaking man in all of Paris really be dating me? It feels almost too good to be true!"

"I guess it all depends on who the most beautiful and breathtaking woman in all of the city is..."

They had stopped walking, and now looking around herself Ladybug asked, "Tell me, is the most beautiful and breathtaking woman in all of the city here?"

He glanced around, "Nobody else is here though! I need other people for comparison," he teased.

She took on a look of fake annoyance, "Oh it's the same with all you men. Only the most beautiful and breathtaking when at least one other person is there to look worse."

"Hush hush, we both know that's not true. I've seen all of Paris, and yet I haven't seen all the women of Paris. Still I can tell you, even with none of them here, you are certainly the most beautiful and breathtaking."

Ladybug's face flushed, and suddenly she was at a loss for words.

"What's the matter" he said, "cat got your tongue?"

She stared into his eyes, and her face eased, "No, not yet." She leaned forward pressing her lips into his and felt his body relax as they kissed. She pulled away, "Hey! I said not yet, doesn't mean you get to try and take it now!"

He laughed. "Oh come on! You said it!"

She laughed pulling him closer to her face, "Come on Kitty, we both know that I'm your catnip and not the other way around. I control you." She pointed at his chest as she said this, and pulled him into another, more passionate kiss.

He pulled away, dazed. "Wow...you really are like catnip."

"Hehe, you know it Chat. Now come on, I think it's time I get home. I don't want my parents to worry."

"Can I at least walk you home?" he asked eagerly.

"Now now, I don't want you to go thinking you can have whatever you want in this relationship," she said tauntingly. "I'll tell you when you can walk me home. Besides, showing you where I live is giving you all the power."

He rolled his eyes, "Oh I see. It's all about maintaining the upperhand isn't it?"

"What else would it be?," she laughed. "Bye Chat. Thanks for the wonderful night," she kissed him and ran off into the woods disappearing into the darkness.

Chat sighed..."Claws out." Plagg appeared before him. "Come on Plagg, let's go home."

"Dude why wouldn't you walk home first as Chat and then transform back?" Plagg asked a little annoyed.

Adrien replied quietly, "I guess I just don't think clear after I've been around her." He sighed, "Let's go." Plagg sighed following after him.

Ladybug swung down into the alley near her patisserie home, and transformed back into Marinette. "Alright Tikki, hide. And let's prepare for the storm that is waiting inside those doors."

Tikki shook her head, "That storm could've been easily avoided had you not ran off and stayed out till 1 AM!"

Marinette shushed her, "Tikki you don't need to reprimand me too! We both know my parents will do enough of that for me."

Tikki hid inside the small purse, and Marinette walked into the front doors of the patisserie. They were still unlocked, though normally they wouldn't be at this hour. As she entered she heard the sound of loud footsteps running down the stairs and opening the door to the bakery.

"MARINETTE!" screamed Ms. Cheng and Mr. Dupain. They ran forward hugging her and nearly crushing her. She gasped for air as they held her tight for nearly two minutes. In that time she saw Alya and Nino walk out of the apartment door as well, coming into the low light of the bakery.

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!" they asked upset, putting her down.

"Uh-erm, um..." Marinette stuttered out.

Alya looked at Marinette suspiciously, obviously a bit more angry than concerned about this than Marinette's parents. "Yeah Marinette, where have you been?"

Marinette rubbed the back of her neck nervously, "-southern France?"

"What?!" exclaimed her parents. "Why would you just leave school and run off to Southern France?" inquired Ms. Cheng.

"Yeah Marinette...why would you just run off to Southern France?" Alya pushed, annoyed.

Marinette struggled to formulate a conclusive thought, worse than usual. "Well, I, uhh..."

"Well?" everyone asked intently.

"I'm sorry for running off like that. Marie called me, and she...she said that she was having a rough time and needed someone to be there for her. I was so worried that I forgot to call anyone," she lied.

"Is that true? Is that really what happened?" her parents pushed.

"Yes, yes I would never lie to you," she lied again. "I'm really so sorry. And I'm sorry it took me so long to get back home, Clermont-Ferrand is a long ways away, but I left as soon as I knew she was ok and it-"

"Is that why you left school suddenly?" Alya cut her off.

"What?" Marinette asked confused.

"Your parents got a call saying you weren't feeling well and that you'd be coming home. Obviously that didn't happen." Alya said, a bit aggressively.

"Well I wasn't feeling well because I got a text from Marie and I started to worry. I was really concerned." Marinette countered.

"Why wouldn't you tell someone that then? Why wouldn't you tell your parents where you were going?" Alya pushed.

"Ah well-" Marinette began.

"It's ok Alya. We can handle it from here," Mr. Dupain said stopping Marinette.

Alya's body visually relinquished. "Ok...I was just worried that's all."

"We understand," said Ms. Cheng. "We were too. We'll take care of it and make sure she's taken care of."

"Alright," said Alya. "I've got to go home, I told my parents I'd be home by at least 2 AM."

"Thank you Alya," said Mr. Dupain and Ms. Cheng.

"Bye Alya," said Marinette as she and Nino walked out the door.

Marinette looked back at her parents worried about what was about to come. Instead her parents stared at her silently for a solid minute before she broke the silence. "So...what are you going to do to me."

Her parents sighed. "You know Marinette we're fine with letting you go out and do things, and we appreciate you being there for a friend in need. But we still need to know what you're doing and where, and you need to communicate with us and trust us to understand."

She smiled at them, "I know, I know. I'm sorry." She hugged them both.

"You're still grounded for two weeks," said her dad, "But that's all. Now go to bed and get some rest."

"Alright," Marinette said walking over to the door to the upstairs. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight Marinette," her parents said in unison.

Alya walked out of the door to the patisserie, Nino walking closely behind her.

"Alya are you alright?" Nino inquired as Alya seemingly stomped down the street.

"That girl, is lying," she said gritting her teeth.

"What?" Nino asked.

"That girl is lying!" she said making eye contact this time.

"How can you tell?" he wondered.

"I just can," Alya said. "She is lying, and I'm annoyed about it."

"Well shouldn't we be happy that she's okay?"

"Oh I'm happy that she's ok. Happy that she's still here so I can drag the truth out of her by any means necessary."

Nino's face turned to a look of concern. "That doesn't sound too comforting."

"It's not meant to," she replied. "At this point if she's not willing to tell the truth, I have to make her willing."