Fic: Your Flavor [1/3]
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soc_puppetFandom: Miraculous Ladybug
Summary: When the Dupain-Cheng Bakery starts selling cookies themed after the local Miraculous users, Cat Noir is delighted—right up until he realizes that, because the cookies are only based on publicly known identities, one of his favorite superheroes will inevitably be left out. To fix the problem, he goes straight to the source, and one of the only other people who knows this particular superhero even exists.
AO3 link: Chapter One
Wordcount: 535
Ships: Gen (with hints of Marichat and Ladrien)
Notes: Inspired by my Miraculous Confections discussions, andalexseanchai pointing out a certain fact about who was likely to be included in the lineup.
Fic: Your Flavor
An hour after Marinette had finally managed to make herself turn out the lights, her attempt to get some actual sleep for once in her life was interrupted by an unexpected tapping noise. She scrunched up her nose at the sound. Probably just some animal on my balcony, she decided, and rolled over to give sleep another shot. The rapping came again, louder this time. Frowning, Marinette opened bleary eyes to glare out her balcony window, only to squawk and roll off the side of her bed in surprise.
There, silhouetted against the night sky with eyes glowing green in the low light, was Cat Noir.
With a sideways glance to make sure that Tikki was hiding (she was), Marinette clambered to her feet and over to the window. "What are you doing here?" she demanded, prying it open. "My phone hasn't gone off, so it can't be a supervillain attack, and I have no idea why else you'd be knocking on my window at 23h30! You could wake up my parents, and in case you didn't notice, we run a bakery; early mornings are kind of mandatory!"
The look on Cat's face had her considering switching him to the Ram Miraculous for a week or two. "Actually, it's kinda related to that," he said.
Marinette's eyes narrowed. "Go on..."
"You know those new Miraculous Heroes cookies you started selling here?"
"And two villain cookies," Marinette said, nodding; the Hawkmoth and Mayura flavors didn't sell quite as well as most of their others, but customers seemed to take extra relish in biting them into pieces.
"Right," Cat agreed, before his expression went more serious. "Well, it occurred to me that, since you're only really making them for publicly-known Miraculous users, there's one hero who probably won't be getting her own flavor. A hero that I really think deserves one, even if she can't really help out anymore." He looked away and mumbled, "Especially since that's kind of my fault."
Marinette's conscience twinged; she couldn't actually tell her partner that he wasn't to blame for the fact that Multimouse was out of commission. She'd gone out of her way to make sure he didn't know that Marinette had other superhero duties—as someone he saw a lot more often, in fact. "I guess I could come up with some Multimouse flavored cookies," she said, relenting. "Just for Paris' favorite kitty-cat."
He perked up immediately. "Really?"
She smiled crookedly and pushed his nose back out her window with one finger. "Yes, really. Come back in a week, at a reasonable hour, and I should have something for you."
Beaming, Cat seized her right hand in both of his and squeezed it tightly. "Thanks, Princess! You're the best!"
Marinette blushed and made a shooing motion. "Get out of here, you alleycat! And get some sleep; you need to be rested if you're going to be fighting supervillains!"
With a final wink, Cat Noir saluted Marinette, then bounded off across the Parisian rooftops. Marinette watched him go, an amused smile on her lips. "Goof." Yawning, she closed the window and turned back to her bed; with any luck, it wouldn't be too much longer before she finally fell asleep.
—TBC—
I fought this fic's inclination to be multi-chaptered rather than a oneshot for faaar too long before finally giving in tonight. Second part is mostly done, I'll post it when I'm at least half-way through the third part.
Summary: When the Dupain-Cheng Bakery starts selling cookies themed after the local Miraculous users, Cat Noir is delighted—right up until he realizes that, because the cookies are only based on publicly known identities, one of his favorite superheroes will inevitably be left out. To fix the problem, he goes straight to the source, and one of the only other people who knows this particular superhero even exists.
AO3 link: Chapter One
Wordcount: 535
Ships: Gen (with hints of Marichat and Ladrien)
Notes: Inspired by my Miraculous Confections discussions, and
alexseanchai pointing out a certain fact about who was likely to be included in the lineup.Fic: Your Flavor
An hour after Marinette had finally managed to make herself turn out the lights, her attempt to get some actual sleep for once in her life was interrupted by an unexpected tapping noise. She scrunched up her nose at the sound. Probably just some animal on my balcony, she decided, and rolled over to give sleep another shot. The rapping came again, louder this time. Frowning, Marinette opened bleary eyes to glare out her balcony window, only to squawk and roll off the side of her bed in surprise.
There, silhouetted against the night sky with eyes glowing green in the low light, was Cat Noir.
With a sideways glance to make sure that Tikki was hiding (she was), Marinette clambered to her feet and over to the window. "What are you doing here?" she demanded, prying it open. "My phone hasn't gone off, so it can't be a supervillain attack, and I have no idea why else you'd be knocking on my window at 23h30! You could wake up my parents, and in case you didn't notice, we run a bakery; early mornings are kind of mandatory!"
The look on Cat's face had her considering switching him to the Ram Miraculous for a week or two. "Actually, it's kinda related to that," he said.
Marinette's eyes narrowed. "Go on..."
"You know those new Miraculous Heroes cookies you started selling here?"
"And two villain cookies," Marinette said, nodding; the Hawkmoth and Mayura flavors didn't sell quite as well as most of their others, but customers seemed to take extra relish in biting them into pieces.
"Right," Cat agreed, before his expression went more serious. "Well, it occurred to me that, since you're only really making them for publicly-known Miraculous users, there's one hero who probably won't be getting her own flavor. A hero that I really think deserves one, even if she can't really help out anymore." He looked away and mumbled, "Especially since that's kind of my fault."
Marinette's conscience twinged; she couldn't actually tell her partner that he wasn't to blame for the fact that Multimouse was out of commission. She'd gone out of her way to make sure he didn't know that Marinette had other superhero duties—as someone he saw a lot more often, in fact. "I guess I could come up with some Multimouse flavored cookies," she said, relenting. "Just for Paris' favorite kitty-cat."
He perked up immediately. "Really?"
She smiled crookedly and pushed his nose back out her window with one finger. "Yes, really. Come back in a week, at a reasonable hour, and I should have something for you."
Beaming, Cat seized her right hand in both of his and squeezed it tightly. "Thanks, Princess! You're the best!"
Marinette blushed and made a shooing motion. "Get out of here, you alleycat! And get some sleep; you need to be rested if you're going to be fighting supervillains!"
With a final wink, Cat Noir saluted Marinette, then bounded off across the Parisian rooftops. Marinette watched him go, an amused smile on her lips. "Goof." Yawning, she closed the window and turned back to her bed; with any luck, it wouldn't be too much longer before she finally fell asleep.
—TBC—
I fought this fic's inclination to be multi-chaptered rather than a oneshot for faaar too long before finally giving in tonight. Second part is mostly done, I'll post it when I'm at least half-way through the third part.
