"what's 2+2?" The Well-educated Snow Leopard:

Daddycop analysis: How Marinette viewed Adrinette when it came to FATE

I don't get around to make a better structured post, but the one thing that actually intrigues me in it's 'bothersomeness' about Marinette's drama in "Daddycop" (and one for which I'm very curious if it'll be the same in the French original cause it might just be a case of English Dub dialogue changes) is the way the episode just leaves it pretty much unresolved that Marinette, while sobbing about how her happiness is forever ruined, was out here blaming all of that on Adrien not changing his mind on having the date TOMORROW (so its not like she was denied anything, she would have just gotten it tomorrow. That's all) while acting like SHE had nothing to do with the date not having happened.

"You all agreed to it [Adrien coming, though they didn't actually know cause she tiptoed around saying anything useful cause she didn't wanted to be told "no"], but it looks like it didn't change his mind, and now everything is ruined [puts her head on the table]"

Like, girl, that's a crazy victim-complex on display right here. Omfg.

In a situation where Marinette thinks having the 100th kiss this evening is the only way that'll cosmically seal their happiness, and not having it will cosmically doom everything and she'll apparently never know happiness again,

Girl sure showed NO self-awareness that the reason why Adrien explicitly said "no" several times was because SHE forgot the plans she already made with her friends, as well as not realizing that she nuked any normal chance for him to change his mind by keeping on insisting on him attending without listening to what he's saying (which she continued doing):

But for Marinette, that didn't matter. In her eyes, there was nothing SHE could have possibly done that could result in her being anything but innocent in their relationship ending up being cosmically doomed. Only ADRIEN can be wrong in the case of this specific evening deciding their fate as couple. Not her. Not even for a single SECOND, her.

And on a VERY important note:

She also doesn't think that withholding the knowledge of this cosmic event from Adrien is unfair or a factor in itself that could POSSIBLY be what's upsetting fate. Only SHE deserves information and is unquestionably MEANT to have it, while ADRIEN has to unrealistically bend over backwards and submit to her will to prove that he will bring her eternal happiness and without getting to know the context either. Funny how that is perfectly in line with the constant conflict now going on even after the season 5 finale. ADRIEN (or everyone else) has to prove that Marinette will be given eternal happiness, care, consideration, and will be catered to almost no matter what because that's still pretty much all her anxiety is canonically about, like in s4 and 5.

And that's the thing that gets me in this. That Marinette, until the akuma battle, fully blamed everyone else BUT herself for everything, with the sobbing on the table scene summarizing it:

"You all agreed to it [Adrien coming, though they didn't actually know cause she tiptoed around saying anything useful cause she didn't wanted to be told "no"], but it looks like it didn't change his mind, and now everything is ruined [puts her head on the table]"

If Marinette's anxiety and trauma actually were manifesting the way her fans/ stans make it out to be, then Marinette's instinctive reaction here would have been crying about and damning her own forgetfulness and lack of focus for ruining her chance of happiness.

But that's not what's happening in Daddycop. Marinette only ever blames ADRIEN and SHE is only the victim. In her eyes, this cosmic event was at its core about HER and no one else.

She doesn't desperately try to let Adrien know that there is an important cosmic event going on - that she's aware of and he isn't -and that it could doom their future if they don't save their love TOGETHER.

And she doesn't try any plan like calling him during girls night because she "forgot" to buy something important, but knows HE has it at home, too, so could he please come over at a certain time and bring it along? Where she then could kiss him at the right time.

Still questionable in method, but I'd get the vision due to her acknowledging that SHE is the reason the date didn't happen in the first place. There would be something here to hold onto.

But Marinette in the actual episode does NON of that.

Marinette is sobbing on the table about how ADRIEN not changing his mind, for no reason in his eyes, ruined everything and SHE is nothing but the blameless and broken victim due to HIS actions.

She fully judged Adrien in his worth as her true love and their whole relationship and future on whether she's getting everything she wants without having to communicate what's important, what's going on, and WHY. And, again, it says so much about her in this that she only judges HIM for not magically making up for HER lack of focus, inflexibility, and forgetfulness getting in between fate's plans for them. She's never once judging herself, ONLY HIM.

And I need you to not write that off for a second because PLEASE put into perspective how Marinette would have treated Adrien the next day in school if it hadn't been for the akuma battle having cleared her mind.

I don't care if you don't wanna hear it, but Marinette wrote off their entire relationship and Adrien as the right partner for her because "he didn't prove it by changing his mind to magically only exist in the perfect way to validate her spiraling that she never communicates".

If it hadn't been for the akuma battle and the other girls going after Sabrina, Marinette not only would have mentally already broken up with Adrien, but she (based on her more than consistent characterization) also would have at first kept her distance from Adrien in silence the next day, only to eventually reveal that she's blaming him for breaking her heart by neglecting and dismissing her efforts to spend time with him and how that showed her that they are not meant to be and there is no hope for them.

Which, btw, sure would have put Adrien seeing THIS face, after not letting her have her way ONE TIME, in an even nastier context because it was already a red flag he handled with alot of patience and consideration for her anxiety and "squirks" (which makes it even worse that she proceeds to blame him for everything):

Worst case scenario, Adrien would have had every single friend turned against him. But even in the best case scenario, Adrien would need to practically beg on his knees for Marinette to PLEASE believe him that telling her "no, we'll date tomorrow" doesn't mean she isn't the love of his life and he will do ANYTHING to prove to her that he will make up for the pain she experienced because he didn't "consider her anxiety enough".

Quite realistically speaking, Marinette would have not been fully convinced by that and Alya and the girls might have even have to eventually figure out that Marinette's bs is rooted in some cosmic fate thing her mother told her about, so they would need to involve Sabine who would then need to hold her daughter's hand, explain to her that fate isnt real, and beg Marinette to let her abused and orphaned boyfriend take care of her and worship her again.

Like, THAT was the set-up situation we fortunately dodged like a bullet. But for way too long, THAT was where the situation was leading to as the full narrative scale of Marinette blaming Adrien and only viewing herself as the victim.

But the worst thing about this is that her blaming Adrien is the one thing the message of the episode kinda sweeps under the rug again and gives no satisfying ending to. For the whole girls squad plot, the episode at least has her properly acknowledge that she sidelined her friends for her boyfriend and didn't pay attention to anything or anyone else in front of her again:

"[...] and I, too, want to apologize. Ive been focusing so much on my relationship with Adrien that... I forgot to give my attention to the ones that really need it (Sabrina). I promise, I'll be more attentive from now on *hugs Sabrina*"

(Let's ignore for a sec that the show had Marinette say that her freshly orphaned and abused boyfriend apparently DOESN'T actually need more of her special attention. What a 'charming' lesson after Illustrhater and Sublimation that only came to be now because Marinette was told "no" one time. As if Adrien not wanting to date ONE EVENING, when he didnt wanted to because he knew she would ignore her friends for it so he wants to date tomorrow, somehow means he doesn't need special consideration anymore the way she gets because thats normal in a relationship. No wonder she almost killed him one episode later lol Trying not to do that would have required more special attention and consideration than the whole custody situation already asked of her. I guess that's the lesson here, huh? lol)

But the lesson in the end also explicitly states that Marinette learned that her focusing so much on Adrien was the thing she did wrong. Meaning, what was "wrong" is still entirely Adrien-associated in Marinette's head.

"I forgot something! *kisses Adrien* 100! I wanted to save it for our special evening, but.. in the end.. I realized that we don't need a conjunction or fireworks to love each other"

And towards Adrien she says that she learned that they don't need these special things she planned to love each other (side note: would he even know what she randomly means by conjunction? WE and Marinette know what this refers to, but Adrien has no context for it)

Only that all of that doesn't acknowledge how Marinette unfairly put all blame on Adrien when she thought fate was real and you just have to hope in good faith that Marinette truly got her mind out of the gutter somewhere off-screen since yesterday.

Cause her just saying "but.. in the end.. I realized that we don't need a conjunction or fireworks to love each other"" isn't actually clarifying that, when contextually all she may as well be saying here is "I'm so glad I realized that you aren't the bad guy who's all alone to blame for ruining our relationship and my happiness forever🥹"

Like, you get what I'm saying, right?

She stopped blaming Adrien in the end and didn't act like him saying "no, please wait one day", one time, equaled him breaking her heart and breaking up with her, because she cleared her head during an akuma fight and a friend crisis which made her realized that the whole cosmic thing wasn't happening in the first place.

And not because she realized that even IF the cosmic fate event had been real, then ADRIEN wouldn't have been the one in the wrong anyway because SHE was the whole reason, in numerous ways, for why he said "no".

There is a difference here that the episode was not willing to actually clarify because the end scene would play out exactly the same even if it were only "Marinette letting Adrien 'off the hook' because she realized that the cosmic event not being real now makes HER the guilty one. Hence why she looks sheepish and apologetic".

But that tells us nothing about how this would have ended if she still were convinced fate was real. The episode, seemingly, just suddenly had her drop that belief during or after the akuma battle. Definitely nowhere near on-screen and explained. So the end scene, contextually, does not correspond to all the Adrinette set up we saw. Those are two very different circumstances.

During the set up, she thought fate is real. During the end scene, she already let go of that belief since yesterday. And that's a pretty significant thing to sweep under the rug again regarding Marinette's consistent characterizations. Cause this IS fully in character for her to do and it's only made worse by Miraculous often implying, or sometimes even outright SAYING, that fate, destiny and even LUCK are real cosmic forces that run their universe. You know, for example the way Tikki herself made a lucky charm specifically for a renounced MARIBUG in the second half of "Kwamis Choice" and the universe fucking maneuvered that Lucky Charm right into Marinette's arms all by itself? Yeah. That counts. And its only one of countless of times they do stuff like this and it's always consistent writing wise.

So what does it say about our main character that they just dropped this point without clarifying whether she actually got her head out of the gutter? Cause that's all they did: they dropped it in favor of making it all about the girls squad message. The end scene doesn't prove shit and the writing went out of its way to leave it like that.

I dont wanna say that I'm having faith in the long-term writing, but I am saying that I'm sick of not treating this show like the well-planned product the writers demand it to be. Not my fault or problem when the product doesnt hold up what we're being told. In that case, I just have more proof that they COULD be telling a cohesive and interesting story, they just refuse to.

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Listen.

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It’s best to just run out of gas elsewhere. Whatever you do, black folks, DO NOT STOP IN VIDOR, TEXAS. 

There’s a good chance you’ll get lynched or just come up missing - and I’m not joking.

also do NOT stop in Harrison, Arkansas!!!! (relatively close to OK and MI) a nazi town with a BIG KKK organization.

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I’ve said it before and I’ll say it a thousand fucking times. Netflix needs to stop this mass production of new shows only to cancel after one season because it “didn’t meet viewership expectations” wtf do you mean didn’t meet viewership expectations?! Did you give it a fucking chance? I just finished watching Kaos. It was out for less than two months before getting axed and on top of that it had the largest viewership of any show they’ve canceled. I’m fucking tired of getting these great fucking shows and being left on a cliffhanger because y’all did your calculations wrong. Everything sucks! Was the first show that I got into and was canceled almost immediately. I mean if you release 5 new shows at once and people want to watch all 5 shows but decided to watch show #1 first, don’t cancel the other 4 fucking shows. Let it fucking simmer goddamnit. I’m tired of this fucking industry.

Behind those eyes

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Summary:

Toxinelle. Ladybug. Fancybug. Cockroach.

No matter what her name was. The main thing was that behind these names and masks, there was the baker girl. His secret longtime crush. The only person who he cared for after his mother had died.

Maybe she was willing to give him a bit of her time?

Toxinelle. Ladybug. Fancybug. Cockroach.

No matter what her name was. The main thing was that behind these names and masks, there was the baker girl. His secret longtime crush. She's always been there.

The only girl in the entire world who could bring a beaming smile to the face and a vibrant pink blush to the pale cheeks of the famous Adrien Agreste.

The only girl who could make the obnoxious dumbass Griffe Noire act softly and gently.

The only person who he cared for after his mother had died.

And now she was holding his hand so dearly, lacing their fingers together, as if they just got married, gently guiding him through the portal, back to their world.

But she didn’t let go of his hand once they'd arrived in their universe. As if she really cared for him.

Could it be just wishful thinking? Maybe she forgot she was still holding his hand.

Or could it be that she actually enjoyed holding his hand?

His — Fleabag’s —hand! A hand of a person she had seemed to absolutely despise just a few hours ago.

But recently she'd started using every chance she got to casually touch him, as in, patting his cheek playfully when he started fooling around to impress her with his silly puns (he certainly won't wash his face where he touched him ever again), or invading his personal space to tell him with the most flirty look he'd ever seen on anyone that he needed to change his outfit – she's done it so naturally as if it was the most normal thing to do, as if they've been in love since forever and were now discussing where to go on their honeymoon.

She didn't get mad when he said the new superhero name she chose for herself was lame — so unlike the way she'd usually treated him when he'd said something really dumb.

She'd even laughed that silvery, jolly, good-natured kind of laughter he'd never heard before upon seeing him in his new outfit, making his heart flutter at the realization that it was him who made his badass not-to-be-messed-with partner make this celestial sound.

Should he try his luck? Adrien kept asking himself, looking at their connected hands.

====

They've known each other for quite a while now, but that doesn't mean they've always gotten along well.

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There, in another universe, when she casually dropped her transformation in front of him, revealing her true identity, he couldn’t help but gasp.

What a beautiful sight!

Could he really be so lucky? He, the embodiment of bad luck?

He blinked, but the amazing girl didn't vanish. She was still there.

She was just as beautiful and sad and lonely as he'd assumed her to be by watching her day by day through the bakery window.

(He'd been dying to talk to her for so long, to know the reason behind her sadness. Now the realization hit him like a truck: his beloved baker girl was doomed to die soon, just like himself).

And she was so distraught, poor thing. She cried and sobbed, making Adrien's heart bleed for her.

There was no one in the whole world there for her, besides him. He must comfort her at all costs. There was no way he would leave her to cry her beautiful eyes out. (Although they were red right now. But he knew that behind these blood-red irises, they still were clear summer blue.)

So Adrien extended his hand hesitantly and put it on her shoulder, hoping to convey through this ever so light touch how much he loved her.

More than anything in the world, he would love to hug her, but he wasn't sure she would let him. A simple touch might do for now.

She made a quick move with her shoulder, as if waving away an annoying fly, and he had to retract his hand.

Of course, he should have known. What else did he expect?

Too much he'd done for her to be resentful, after all.

He didn't catch her when she'd fallen from the sky earlier that night. Then he tried to steal her miraculous for the umpteenth time.

He'd been making fun of her and calling her names such as lame and a cockroach on a daily basis.

Who on earth would have believed that his compassion was genuine this time?

And then they had no more time to linger on her identity and his feelings for her.

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But now things were different.

They were alone now, sitting on the rooftop, freshly recruited for the Resistance, discussing their next meeting.

And they had all the time in the world.

Maybe she was willing to give him a bit of this time?

So when she started heading in the direction of her home (it was thrilling to finally know where she lived), humming cheerfully, she was held back.

“Ladybug, wait!” Adrien called, capturing her hand. Oh, it definitely will take time to get used to her new name. Of course it'd be great to call her by her civilian name, but there was a little problem: he didn't know it.

She stopped humming abruptly and directed a questioning gaze at him. She didn't make a move to free her hand from his grasp, and Adrien was immensely thankful for it. He needed to feel her touch.

Once their eyes met, Adrien suddenly got that strange sensation he'd already dealt with before, when they were in that goodie-two-shoes’ room in another universe: as if his face was catching fire.

How does he say that? Where does he even start?

Because the harsh reality was that he, Adrien Agreste, a famous model, and also Griffe Noire, a formerly universally feared and dreaded villain of Paris, was just an awkward teenager, and observing his crush through the limo window was basically the only experience with girls he'd ever had.

He shifted from one foot to the other as if there were a hot stove instead of the rooftop beneath their feet.

“What do you think about me?”

Ladybug puckered up her kissable lips (which for once were strawberry pink, without dark red lipstick on them), simultaneously scrunching up her freckled little nosie, as if pondering her response, and Adrien's heart melted at the sight.

“Well, I think you're cute,” she said after a moment's thought, and Adrien couldn’t help but notice that her voice was now more soft and high-pitched than before.

It was not bad, was it? It was an impressive progress, especially coming from a person who until this night had seemed to hate him to his core.

However, he wanted more. He wanted to be her entire world. Her whole universe.

“Is this all?”

“What else do you want to know?” she asked nonchalantly, but Adrien could still see two pink-coloured spots on her cheeks.

“Willyoumarryme?” he blurted out in a single puff of air.

Seeing Toxi’s incredibly blue (at last! at long last they were summer blue and not the murderous colour of blood) eyes grow as big as full moons was a breathtaking sight which was rewarding in and by itself. But it also affected him like a cold shower.

“I mean, would you like to go out with me?” he corrected himself hastily, scratching his neck nervously.

(Say ‘yes’! Please say ‘yes’!)

She scrutinized him for a long moment, as if she saw him for the first time.

“Are you asking me out or what?” she finally asked incredulously.

“Yes, I… Yes. Do you agree?” he managed to say, his voice slightly trembling.

“Why would you suddenly need me so much?”

“Because I lo… I like you. I really do.” He decided to tell the truth.

“You don't even know me outside of being Toxinelle,” she retorted.

“Of course, I do,” Adrien blurted out impulsively and regretted it immediately.

“Oh, you know, it's… it's complicated,” he muttered, squirming under Bug's quizzical stare like a deer caught in the headlights.

(She didn't need to know that she'd been watched by a secret and very smitten admirer who at some point had thought of conveying a letter to her via his bodyguard, but had too much trouble getting his feelings down on paper.)

She looked away and shook her head slowly.

“Just drop it, Fleabag. If you really know me, then you probably also know that I'm completely worthless”.

Excuse me, what?

He's been admiring her from afar for months, but despite the distance between them, he also knew for sure that she was the most fantastic girl. How could she—she, who was his idol, his dream come true—say something that mean and unfair about herself, was beyond him.

“Please don't ever say something like this!” he pleaded fiercely. “You're the coolest girl I know.” Not that he'd encountered many girls, but this didn't make his baker girl any less amazing.

“Haven't you told me a billion times before that I'm lame… in each and every universe?” Ladybug whispered, pressing her clenched fists to her face, and Adrien suddenly recognized, much to his horror, the same miserable expression he'd already seen on her when she'd told him there was no way for them to save themselves unless they found the butterfly miraculous.

Ouch!

Adrien had heard before that words can kill. Now he had to learn it the hard way.

That was cruel.

But that was also true. He wouldn't even begin to deny it.

He knew he deserved to have his own mean words be thrown back in his face. But it still hurt.

Was there anything he could do to revert the time? Undo the damage he has done? Heal her bruised heart?

“I was an idiot,” he stuttered after a rather long and awkward silence. “I'm so sorry, Bug. I know I don't deserve your forgiveness. You don't owe me anything. But I want you to know, I never really meant it. I was bitter after my mother's death, and I… I guess I just wanted others to feel at least a tiny fraction of the pain I was going through. So I was saying mean things to everyone around me. I felt oddly satisfied to see people hurt and upset. I was just a self-absorbed asshole, Bug.”

She listened to his short speech in silence. Then she finally looked up, a sad smile curling her lips.

“If anything, I was just as much of an asshole, Fleabag, calling you stupid and whatnot,” she confessed, placing her hand on top of his, and this simple touch made his heart skip a beat. “I've been severely bullied for years at school. But coming home didn't bring me any relief, because once there, I got yelled at and mistreated by my parents. So, when the Supreme had given me my miraculous, I used it for revenge. Now, I could fight back. I could stand up to my oppressors. I still had no friends. No one loved me. But at least, no one messed with me. And look where it got me, kitty cat. I nearly died from the side effects of misusing my miraculous. It acquired me zero friends, but nearly killed me. So when it comes to being a jerk, I suppose we're even.”

Adrien's throat tightened as he listened to her bare her soul to him.

Just the thought that someone dared to treat his baker girl in such a cruel way filled him with utmost rage. And just to think that he was one of her bullies not so long ago!

He gave her hand a light squeeze.

“Do you forgive me, Bug?” he asked, his voice hoarse.

She smiled the same broken smile and nodded silently.

“Do you still think I'm cute? After all we've been through together?”

“I do.” This short answer made Adrien's heart do funny little things in his chest. “And you, do you still think I'm cool?” she added, looking away.

“I do,” he echoed.

(Yes, a billion times yes!)

“Then I must suppose we're even,” Ladybug repeated her recent words, this time offering him a genuine and warm smile.

“So, is this a ‘yes’?” Adrien gulped and clarified: “I mean, do you agree to go out with me?”

She watched him intensely in the eyes.

“Do you really want it, kitty cat?” she asked in the same voice someone would ask you if you really want to date a yeti.

“Yes. I really do.”

(Why is it so hard to wrap your head around the possibility that someone might really like you?)

(Oh, wait—)

Bug bit her lip.

“I need some time to think things through,” she finally said, and if Adrien didn't know her well enough, he could've sworn he heard a hint of guilt in her voice.

(Or did she really sound… apologetic?)

His face fell. He just couldn't help it, disappointed as he was.

But there was still hope in her words, wasn't it? Like a beacon of light in the dark.

“May I hug you then?”

“What?” she yelped, her eyes reminding of blue lunar discs once again.

“No need to be scared,” Adrien reassured, raising his hands in front of him. “I promise, I'm not going to steal your miraculous.”

“No, it's not that,” Ladybug explained in a small voice. “I think I just need some time to get used to all this… affection.”

He felt a sudden prickling in his eyes.

Much to his delight, Ladybug started leaning forward hesitantly, so he ventured to take the initiative.

He leaned forward, too, and closed the gap between them by placing his hands on the small of her back.

Adrien could feel her heart flutter like a scared little bird trapped inside of her ribcage.

“I won't let the Supreme do you any harm,” he muttered into her hair.

“I'm not afraid of the Supreme that much,” she confessed in a hoarse voice. “I'm more scared that my life won't change for the better.”

“It's already changed, you know. You already have a friend. You have teammates who are willing to help you the best they can. You might also get a boyfriend if you want to.”

Ladybug flinched slightly and pulled away to look him intently in the eyes, but no word left her lips.

How much Adrien longed for her to scratch him behind his ear or pat his cheek again. Unfortunately, every day is not Sunday.

“I should be heading home, or else I'll get yelled at again,” Ladybug said eventually, unsurprisingly enough, not in the least enthusiastically.

Adrien hated how hollow her voice had sounded when she'd said this. He felt his fists clench by their own will.

“May I visit your bakery?” he asked. “I can talk to your parents.”

“You?” she chuckled. “You barely talk when detransformed.”

Adrien felt another twinge of disappointment.

He just wanted to be useful to her.

He just wanted to protect the girl he loved.

Why is he constantly getting dismissed?

She put her hand on his reassuringly.

“Thank you, kitty cat, but drop it. They've always been like that. I've gotten used to the way they treat me a long time ago.”

He looked at her with sad kitty eyes.

“Please take care of yourself,” he pleaded.

(Although it should be me taking care of you).

She nodded and started turning around to leave.

“And—umm—Toxi, I mean, Ladybug. Just one question, before you go. May I get to know your real name?”

So many sleepless nights were spent by him trying to figure out what magical combination of sounds the beauty from the local bakery might have as a name. What wouldn’t he give to actually know it!

Who would've thought that it'd turn out to be—

“Marinette,” she said, looking down at the roof beneath her feet, as if confessing to a crime.

Adrien couldn’t help but squeal at the sound of that name.

It was anything but common. Beautiful and poetic, even though old-fashioned (Adrien wondered if she was named after her great grandmother), as if tailored specifically for this extraordinary girl.

He heard that name just two seconds ago and couldn’t imagine her being called differently.

He already knew there were many more sleepless nights to come when he'd be lying in his giant bed, savouring her name like a lollipop, saying it out loud again and again.

It'll drive Plagg insane. It'd be the only instance when I might be glad his mouth is gagged (although it won't last long, Hesperia having told us he knows how to help the poor kwamis out of their predicament. I'm probably going to learn a lot about myself once it's done).

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She'd been long gone, yet Adrien still stood where she'd left him, staring after her, star-struck, and muttering to himself.

Toxinelle. Ladybug. Fancybug. Cockroach. Bug. Marinette. Buguinette.

So many names she had. And he loved all of them.

Because they belonged to the one and only baker girl.