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Thomas and Sabine returned to the bakery trusting that Marinette's new found boyfriend would prevent any physical touching from ChatNoir. All three teens sat on the couch; Felix sat on one side of Marinettte while Chat noir sat on the otherside. Felix glared as his brother who was now attempting to claiming Marinette. ChatNoir looked Marinette up and down realizing something that he had never questioned until now.

"Do you own any clothes that isn't pink or covered in polka dots?"

Marinette took a moment to think about his question. Then her face suddenly turn red.
This seemed instinctally when ChatNoir or an Agreste twin was around.

"No, not everything."

Felix laughed as he tried to hide his face from Marinette. He had deduced what item or items of clothing would make her blush that much.

"It's not funny"

She said as she smacked Felix with a pillow.

"You are quiet immature Marinette." Felix pointed out.

"I'll show you how immature I can be."

She smacked him with a pillow a few more times until she was satisfied.
ChatNoir laugh at this situation, not because it was awkward. No. No. He laughed because he enjoyed Marinette beating the living snot out his brother. If you looked in a dictornary you'd might find Ladybug picture but surly not Marinette's.

"What are you laughing at?"

Marinette said before adding "Your next" at end of her sentence. She then proceeded to hit ChatNoir repeatedly. When she thought he had enough she stood up from the couch.

"I'm taking this pillow with me and if either of you follow me, I'll beat you up. Am I clear?"

She knew ChatNoir would follow her. Sometimes he's more like a dog wanting outside the door cause he's not aloud in. Felix on the other had was respecting her boundaries because that's what a boyfriend should do. She didn't know much about Felix. She knew that he rarely lets his guard down, that he was understanding, and that he would do anything for her.

"I'm so distracted. I need to pick an outfit and get dressed put I can't pick which one. Does Felix like cute girl aesthetic, possibly Bohemian, maybe grunge? Argh."

Marinette heard scratching at the trap door. She who it was and kept telling herself
'Don't let him in. Don't let him in.' But in the end she let him in anyway since needed help with choosing a outfit and the jokester was quiet good with fashion. Chatnoir looked around noticing a few bundles of yarn a variety of colors on her desk. He didn't notice it before since he was otherwise occupied.

"Stay hear. I'm getting Felix.'

She ordered ChatNoir. He tilted his head in confusion. 'What was she planning?' ChatNoir asked himself since she was still in her pajamas. Marinette walked half way down the stairs and was going to invite him up stairs but she wanted to take a few moments to watch Felix read a fashion magazine on the coffe table.

"Felix, can you come here for a moment?"

She asked as she leaned on the stair railing.

"It would improper of me to accept. But I have an assumption that ChatNoir is already up there. Am I wrong?"

"Your right." She stated.

"And why did you not follow through with your threat?"

"Well.... I wanted him to help since he has a great in fashion. Then I realized I don't know what style your into because this is technically my first date and I've already screwed it up." She said.

"If you put it that way I have to follow you." he smirked.

He sat the magazine back in the exact same way when he found it. He went up the stairs hoping her parents would not mind her getting imput from ChatNoir and him. Felix didn't want to impose but Marinette wanted to impress him and he could never say no to that.

She changed behind her divider into her first outfit. Which was pretty simple. A white dress shirt with pink polka dots cover mostly by a fuzzy pink sweater. She wore a plaid pleated skirt that matched the same color tones as the first two items. She showed the boys her first outfit as they wanted patiently for her.

"Opinions?"

Marinette asked mainly wanting them from Felix but then ChatNoir
opened his mouth.

"That skirt is wayyy too short for a first date."

Marinette raised a eyebrow. "The hem comes to my knees."

"Exactly! That's too short. Your skirt should either go to the ground or you should wear pants."

"Jeez, you should like my dad." Marinette said.

Being compared to Marinette's dad was not the highlight of ChatNoir's day. And he only knew one way to fix this.

"I prefer daddy." ChatNoir said.

He realized that had a sexual meaning but he couldn't back track now. He already dug his grave. He just stared awkwardly at Felix waiting for a response.

"Marinette, can I borrow your phone?" Felix asked.

Marinette unlocked her phone for him wondering if he was going to call for a ride home but instead he changed his name in her contacts to 'Daddy'.

He whispered something in her ear that made her squirm when handed her phone back.

"Now be a good girl and put some shoes on so I can take you to the arcade before it closes."  he said.

"I don't know if I want to go with you if you are going whisper creepy things into my ear." she added.

"You go Marinette!" ChatNoir said fist-bumping into air above him.

"Shut up, ChatNoir. You're as equally worse as him. It's not a competition on who can make me blush the most. Sometimes I can't help think that maybe you too are related or something." Marinette said.

"Well we are."

Felix said as ChatNoir's eyes in fear. This wasn't good. Felix knew he was. How was he was going to go through the rest of the day calmly when Felix could tell someone for his own benefit. If Marinette was smart enough she could deduce that he was Adrien. Would that ruin their friendship as Adrien and Marinette if she knew that he rejected her as Adrien to have and to hold her as ChatNoir? Was it selfish of him? Was it even crueler to stay to prevent Felix and Marinette from their date just so he could assure himself that the warp reality wouldn't come true?

"So, your a relative of the Agreste twins? That's explains why you're always at my house."

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