[Prior to this point: Hawkmoth wins, Emilie awakens, and Marinette takes her place. Adrien is a Very Unhappy Camper and any subtlety he may have had has left the building.]

Things come to a head all too quickly on Monday, when Adrien's Mandarin tutor visits.

 

"My girlfriend's name is Marinette Dupain-Cheng. My father killed her and her body is hidden in our basement," Adrien tells the man in intelligible but flawed Chinese, and within minutes of the man's departure their home is being swarmed by police who separate her and Gabriel from their son and each other.

 

The girl's name is familiar--she's a local schoolgirl who vanished last week, and her picture has been shown on the news. Adrien's always had a delightfully active imagination but Emilie can't understand what possessed her son to say something like that. Like she tells the police, "We don't even have a basement!"

 

But Adrien guides them to Gabriel's atelier and shows them the combination of discreet buttons--hidden in the portrait of her--that does indeed lead to a basement she knows nothing about.

 

The girl is there--not dead, not yet, but only because she is encapsulated in a machine that sustains her.  Emilie has to fight down her melodramatic first response and watch stoically as Gabriel is taken away and her home is designated a crime scene.

 

*

 

Of course Emilie demands legal representation for herself and Adrien. The lawyers show up quickly, and she breathes easier once she sees one of the officers on scene guiding the competent young associate toward the room where they've taken Adrien.

 

The young woman returns within minutes, face pale. "He says that Gabriel is Hawkmoth," she hisses to her colleague.

 

"My husband is not a terrorist!" Emilie snaps, her voice echoing above the noise of the investigators prowling through her home. Several pause and shoot curious glances her way; she defiantly stares them down until they return to their work.

 

*

 

Her husband is a terrorist.


Emilie thanks her lucky stars that Adrien is unaware of the hidden safe where she and Gabriel keep their sentimental possessions, because as long as none of the investigators stumble upon the brooch and the pin the evidence linking Gabriel Agreste and Hawkmoth will be circumstantial at best.

 

Not that it will make much of a difference. There's no way to put a favorable spin on the fact that a girl who's been missing for weeks has apparently been incapacitated in their basement the entire time.

 

She still has no idea how that came about. Her non-answers frustrate her interrogators, but eventually they determine that they don't have enough to justify taking her into custody, too.

 

The full story comes to her thirdhand, in bits and pieces cobbled together from the young associate who's been assigned to Adrien and the partner who's spent the day in interrogation with Gabriel.  Gabriel has predictably played his cards close to his vest and is only communicating via his lawyer.

 

Adrien… has not.


 

"What do you want?" Chloe drawled, not bothering to look up from the coat of polish she was applying to her nails.  Lila Rossi slithered into Sabrina's empty seat beside her, predatory smirk in place.

 

"The same thing you want," she said, saccharine tone directly at odds with her expression.

 

Chloe snorted. "I doubt that," she sniffed, capping the bottle of polish and blowing disinterestedly on her nails.

 

"Oh? So you don't want to see Marinette Dupain-Cheng put in her place?"  Lila's smirk widened as Chloe finally looked at her.

 

"I'm listening," Chloe said, and Lila knew she had her hook, line, and sinker.

If you give a cat a croissant...

He'll ask for some chocolat chaud is how the story should go. Chocolat chaud, some whipped cream to top it, a napkin to wipe the whipped cream moustache off his face, the use of the sink to clean the napkin because it's a one-of-a-kind Marinette Dupain-Cheng original and he'd hate to soil it even though Marinette insists that "Chat, I whipped that together from a bit of scrap fabric it's not a big deal!"

He's not supposed to quietly accept the croissant and pick at it with sharp claws, mind thousands of kilometers away from Marinette's balcony.

He's not supposed to startle violently when she places her hand on his shoulder, either, but he does. She freezes, watching as he shies away from her, curls in on himself impossibly further than he already had been.

"Minou?" she whispers, even though that's Ladybug's nickname for him. It's testament to how distracted he is that he doesn't even register its use, just stares at her with pupils blown wide and round and cat ears flattened against his unusually dull hair. His claws dig into the croissant. Behind him, his tail lashes.

"My father is Hawkmoth," he finally says, softly, as though voicing it makes it more real to him. He stiffens as she gathers him to her, and she can feel the agitated rumble of his purr now.

The croissant falls to the deck, forgotten.
Marinette doesn't know what's gotten into Adrien recently, but she does not like it. It's like he's gotten a personality transplant overnight, or that lookalike cousin is up to shenanigans again, and somehow Lila is on board too.
Lila arrives with Adrien in the Agreste town car. Instead of pulling back, he greets her with open arms and welcomes her octopus grip on his arm. She accompanies him home for lunch, and the few times Marinette's opened her mouth about Lila's lies he's shot her down cold.
It's something she'd expect from Gabriel Agreste, not Adrien.
It's easy for the class to wave it off as jealousy, but... how can they not see how Adrien's been too flawless recently? Perfect photoshoots, perfect test scores, perfect everything.
She wonders if he's been replaced with a robot.

Marinette's not the only one who notices that something's up.
A lot of her classmates are taken with the idea of Adrien and Lila dating, and she agrees with them that Adrien deserves happiness with someone of his choosing. It's why she stepped aside for Kagami, after all. (But *Lila,* her better judgement protests. She pushes it down.)
Nino comments on how stressed Adrien has seemed lately, understandable with so many responsibilities demanding his attention, but still calls the blond out on being too harsh when he shuts her down on the subject of yet another lie Lila's told.
Alya offers ice cream and a shoulder when Adrien and Lila announce they're officially dating. Marinette's more baffled than anything by this point, and she ends up venting to Chat Noir about it.

"Maybe I'm just reading too much into it," she says one night when he's dropped onto her balcony. There's no moon in the sky, and lightning flickers ominously in the distance.
"Do you really think so?" he asks, regarding her seriously. Come to think of it, Chat's been acting off almost as long as Adrien has been, playful punning gradually dwindling as the grins become forced to the point they're every bit as fake as Adrien's "model smile" is.
"No," she says, the word hanging in the air as heavily as the promise of rain does.
"Good," he says somberly, looking out over the city. "You have those instincts for a reason. If something feels off to you, it more than likely is."
He sighs heavily before continuing. "I felt that way on the day when Mayura created the Ladybug sentimonster, and I ignored it because I wanted the lies she was telling me to be true.
"We both know how that turned out."
"If you're saying what I think you're saying," she says slowly, "how do you know?"
He regards her coolly for a moment, pupils blown wide in the dark, and she sees it in the slight, wry way his lips curve upward.

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