A/N: I'd just like to saw thank you to a few who have been leaving amazing reviews since the start of this fic - PieSisChris, Miraculous Llama Lady, and 4everamore143 especially. Thanks a lot for ALL the reviews, they're really keeping the flufftrain going.

Also I apologise in advance because I'm going to butt in again later in the story.

"I didn't mean to."

"What do you mean you didn't mean to? You ate a cheese roll. A ROLL. It weighed four kilos!"

"Now you're just making that up."

"You didn't eat the label that was stuck on it."

"Was it really four kilos?"

Adrien threw up his hands in frustration, "Might I add the cheese is now all over my bathroom? Thanks for the courtesy of not puking on my carpet."

Plagg turned over, from where he was lying down, exhausted from overeating, "You're welcome. What did I miss anyway?"

Adrien narrowed his eyes at Plagg, "Is her kwami red?"

Plagg froze. So he had strung the dots together. Oooh, this is going to be fun.

Marinette smiled and ushered Tikki into her jacket as she heard the familiar tap tap of Chat Noir's claws against her glass. She unlocked and pushed open the door hatch, letting the clawed crusader in. Shivering in the cold, she shut it behind her. Winter was setting in, and Tikki was not liking it.

"How was your day, milady," Chat purred, as he bounced onto the chair Adrien had vacated a few hours ago. Just to give Marinette chills, he adopted the very same pose, watching as she experienced a déjà-vu.

I'm going to hell for this when she finds out who I am, thought Chat.

Marinette sent him an overtly suspicious look.

"We had a break-in today," she said, still eyeing him suspiciously.

Oh no, keep it cool keep it cool keep it cool, thought Chat as he heard himself drawling, "Did you now? Maybe I should patrol this area more often, because it sounds like you have a cat burglar on the prowl."

Marinette started to slowly take steps towards him, "Funny you should stay that, little kitty, because it was a roll of Camembert cheese."

Chat's ears flattened as he found an interesting spot on the ceiling, "What an odd thing to steal. Marinette, is your hatch loose? I sense a chill coming through it."

Marinette ignored the comment, "What was even weirder was that there was money left behind in its place."

Chat continued to show extreme interest on the spot on Marinette's ceiling. Marinette hoped that she wouldn't have to bring up the fact that she knew his kwami favored Camembert, which she had noticed when they were dealing with Antibug. She continued forward until she was almost nose-to-nose with her Chaton.

A/N: REALLY SORRY FOR BUTTING IN HERE. But this is an alternate ending to my story. IF YOU WANT TO CONTINUE READING THE CHAPTERS (That will comprise of the book ((I'm looking at you PieSisChris - yes I'm going to write about it)), more adrienette/marichat/ladynoir frustration before an eventual reveal) THAT WILL COME AFTER THIS ONE IN THE FUTURE, I SUGGEST YOU STOP HERE. BECAUSE WHEN I UPDATE, I'M GOING TO MOVE THE STORY BELOW TO ANOTHER LINK.

For those of you who can't wait, because a part of me couldn't wait. I wrote the below. So be warned, the next time you open this chapter, the part below will have moved to a different link. Anyhoo, (very tame) SIN SIN SIN SIN.

The spot on her ceiling wasn't that interesting any more. Because she was so close that he could see every freckle – on the same spots as Ladybug's. Her smell – the very same as Ladybug's. Her eyes – her bright bluebell eyes – the very same eyes that held (almost) the same expression every time he cracked a joke. 'How could I have been so blind?!', He thought for the hundredth time.

For the second time that day, the world seemed to stop, the next move hanging on a thread. Every muscle in Chat's body wanted to close the gap between him and Marinette. He was utterly and irrevocably in love with her. He didn't think that his love and admiration for Ladybug could grow, but discovering her true identity actually made that happen. As Chat, he had an impulsive streak that disappeared when he was Adrien. But he knew that if he did this, if he closed that gap, this would be the point of no return. Their relationship would never be the same after that.

So imagine his surprise when Marinette lurched forward, pressing her lips against his.

He jerked backwards, staring at her in wonder.

Marinette was blushing hard. She broke eye contact and stared at the ground. She had jumped on her instinct here. After the afternoon's scuffle with Adrien, she had spent every minute discussing with Tikki whether she should follow her instinct. She went on about Adrien, and how something could still happen between them, based on what had just transpired. Tikki countered that her heart was telling her something else, and that she should follow it, which annoyed Marinette a little. Was she so shallow to switch between two guys so fast? Or maybe its just hormones, she thought resignedly. Their debate had lasted until one of the boys in question had tapped on her window a few minutes ago.

Extending one finger, he raised her chin, pulling her back to the present. Then, he pulled her in for one more kiss. This one was longer, and less gentle. Her hands found his face, one moving to the back of his head, entwining into his hair. Without breaking the kiss, he pulled her by her waist onto his lap. Her hands moved from his hair, down over his chest; her mouth never leaving his. Suddenly she stopped and pulled away.

"Nooo," muttered Chat groggily, as she gingerly poked at his pocket.

"What's in there?" She asked curiously.

"Oh… Um…" He looked up at her guiltily. This was it, she was going to put everything together now.

My my, this is going to be interesting. Also, you're gross. You have no finesse when it comes to women.

Shut UP, Plagg.

He unzipped his pocket and pulled out her lucky charm - the one she had given Adrien when they were practicing for that gaming tournament. He watched as she put two and two together.

"I don't transform without it."