The sky was swiftly becoming dark as the sun disappeared beyond the horizon. The evening stars began to twinkle in the sky and cast a soft glow on the city of Paris. Sitting atop the balcony roof of her parents’ bakery, Marinette sat with an open sketchbook in her lap. The current page was blank as she taped her pencil against her chin. Her company for the evening was sitting just beside her, stretched out on her lawn chair. She groaned in frustration and none other than Chat Noir himself opened an eye to look at her.
“What’s wrong, Purrincess?”
She sighed heavily.
“I’m trying to design...

Alya, Nino, and Adrien walked into the Boulangerie পাটিসেরি on a Saturday, late into the morning. The দিন was cool enough for baked good, but warm enough to enjoy ice cream. The trio were picking up their friend at her house to get lunch and then a special treat. Marinette was nowhere to be seen in the downstairs bakery.
“Good Morning Mrs. Cheng,” they greeted their বন্ধু mother cheerily.
“Good morning, kids. Marinette is upstairs. She was feeling a bit dizzy this morning so she’s probably laying down. Go ahead and go on up.”
“Thank you,” Alya called as she lead the way upstairs...

Adrien sighed, relaxing in the cool night air. The সঙ্গীত from the entertainment hall drifted out to him from the opened windows. His suit was white, at his father’s insistence. But his white suit was the only nice thing about the evening. He’d gone to the ball his childhood best friend had thrown. Most everyone famous was there and Chloe had hung on his arm all night, forcing him to dance. Finally able to sneak away while she opened her gifts. The night air was refreshing and he knew he had stayed out past acceptable timing when the সঙ্গীত started to play again. But he couldn’t drag himself...