PLEASE READ A/N AT THE END

I'M DYING.

Also, This is extremely weird. As if you couldn't tell from the title.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Marinette worked furiously.

She had to look perfect tonight.

She had to!

Tonight was the annual College Francois Dupoint ball.

And, it was her chance to impress Adrien!

Not to mention that Gabriel Agreste would be there, judging whoever was the best-dressed.

In person!

Marinette had the dress part covered.

Unfortuantely, 'best-dressed' included overall appearance.

Which meant her make-up had to be just right.

She would have asked Alya, but she was already at the ball, having been the person who organised everything.

So Marinette was stuck to travel the vast unknown lands of make-up perfection alone.

Until a certain cat showed up.

Certainly, Marinette was surprised the first time Chat Noir showed up at her window for no purpose.

When asked, all he answered with was a shrug, a smile, and 'I thought you seemed interesting.'

The second time, she was even more surprised.

She had no idea why Chat came in the first place, let alone why he came again.

Again, she asked.

Again, she was replied with a shrug, a smile, and 'You're interesting.'

Knowing she wasn't getting any answers, she made no objection when Chat came back the third time.

Or the fourth.

Or the fifth.

Or the one-hundredth.

In fact, if she didn't receive a visit from the kitty at least once a week, she would have been worried.

So, when Chat Noir showed up that night, she wasn't surprised at all.

Chat Noir went to check up on Marinette.

Why?

Because in the six months, 12 days, 8 minutes and 24 seconds (yes, he counted) since he knew her as Chat Noir, he learnt a lot about her.

One, her crush on Adrien Agreste.

No comment.

Two, the fact that she is obsessed with designing, and wants to become a fashion designer someday.

And he knows that she'll be obsessing over every little detail, considering that his father was showing up.

Yes, he was surprised as well. Who knew Gabriel would come in person?

Of course, Adrien thought Marinette looked perfect already.

But, since you get to know a lot about a person once you've talked to them nearly every day for the past half-year, he knew that she would still be working on it.

So, like the loyal friend he was, he left his clothes, said nothing to Nathalie or Gorilla, transformed into Chat Noir (ignoring Plagg) and went in search of his princess.

She was frantic.

Only ten minutes until Nino was due to pick her up! (As a favour for Alya.)

And she still hadn't finished her make-up!

And, of course, Chat Noir had to arrive!

What was wrong with her good luck?

"Princess? What are you getting dressed up for?"

Of course, Chat knew perfectly well why she was dressed up formally. But he wasn't supposed to.

"There's a ball at my school, and it's complicated, but my entire future could depend on me looking perfect! But, this make up just will not cooperate!"

She stabbed the mascara brush into her left eye and tried not to cry.

Chat Noir looked at her. He couldn't deny her claims. Her eyeshadow was a bit wonky, her eyeliner was not straight, she had a lipstick smudge right above her upper lip, and she had way too much foundation on.

Okay, maybe the foundation part wasn't true. In fact, if she was wearing it for Chat, he'd probably say it was purrfect.

But it wasn't for him (okay, he had entertained the thought that it was at least partially for Adrien, but he let it slide. Of course she wouldn't do that for him! It was just a crush!). And his princess looked too pretty. What if she caught the attention of some less-than-honourable guys? (aka anyone other than him xD )

Chat felt like hissing.

But his princess needed help.

And he knew that he was the purrfect kitty for the job.

After all, Adrien Agreste was a model. He had tonnes of make-up splodged onto his face every day.

He would be lying if he said he hadn't picked a few things up.

"Princess, turn around."

She turned around and faced Chat.

"Give me the brush."

Confusion reflected in her eyes, she hesitantly handed him the brush.

Chat took a deep breath in.

He whooshed it out.

And he got to work.

Let it never be said that Chat was slow.

In fact, he finished Marinette's make-up in four minutes, 22 seconds.

Still two minutes left before Nino came to pick her up.

"Close your eyes, Princess."

Marinette complied, her expression nervous. What had Chat done?

"Turn around and open your eyes."

She turned around, opened her eyes and gasped.

The make-up was flawless.

(Ok, I know nothing about make-up, so you can imagine what flawless make-up looks like).

Chat, fidgeting, looked on.

"Is it ok? I mean, the eyeliner is a tiny bit off, but-"

He was cut off.

By Marinette squeezing him so hard it hurt.

"Oh my god, Chat! It's beautiful! How'd you know how to do that?"

Chat chuckled.

"I've...er...I've had experience."

Marinette didn't ask. It was his identity.

"Either way, thank you so much, Chat! Now I can impress Gabriel, and maybe even-"

She flushed.

Chat, true to his name, was curious.

"Maybe even..." he continued.

"And maybe even impress Adrien." She whispered.

This time, Chat flushed.

She had worn it for him!

Then he frowned.

Damn, he should have put more lipstick!

Needless to say, when Adrien saw Marinette at the dance, he blushed hard.

Ooooh, Chat, getting suggestive.

Ahem. I am not a wrong person, I am not a wrong person, I am not a wrong person-

Oh, what the heck! I'm a wrong person!

I made Chat want lipstick!

Breath, girl, breathe. It's not like you made them do-

STOP BRAIN STOP BRAIN STOP BRAIN STOP BRAIN STOP BRAIN STOP BRAIN.

Did you know that stop backwards is pots? It just came to me.

Hehehehe...I'm crazy.

Anyway... PLEASE HELP ME.

Look at this:

And this:

SOMEONE TELL ME IF THIS IS REAL I'M DYING HERE ADRIENETTE KISSING OMG I'M DYING KILL ME NOW SO I CAN BE HAPPY FOREVER PLEASE TELL ME IF THIS IS REAL AHHHHHHHHH

Ok. I'm ok now.

No wait.

I'm not.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!