As the 3 buzzes were heard from Nino's shirt, he rushed. "U-Uhm! Well, I gotta get to work! Bye!" She shoved her out the door and slammed it. "Gosh, You couldn't wait, could you?" he muttered to himself.

He opened his shirt and pressed the button that was sewn to it, just like it was sewn to every piece of clothing, and he transported.

"What is it, now?" Nino stomped inside, "I was talking to...an old friend!" He decided not to bring up the name.

You see,  The agency Alya and Adrien both work at isn't the only one. There are two secret spy agency that are rumoured to be true, and rumoured to be a myth. You have Agreste agency, and Fu Agency, where Nino and someone else had worked.

"You didn't get the e-mail?" Said a smaller spy, and she sighed. "I was giving a book back to the librarian, and he told me to keep it. It looks like I stole something far away, and we suspect someone is after me." She spoke.

"Oh, Marinette. You can take them down!" Nino did a kung-fu move, making Marinette facepalm.

That "someone else" that was mentioned before, was indeed Marinette Dupain-Cheng. She was in works with Fu Agency. They all knew Agreste Agency was real, but they had no idea on the members or the whereabouts of it. They suspect certain things that may happen, because these Agencies have been going on for a while.

"Just keep your eyes and ears open." Said an old man walking out of the shadows. That there, was Fu. He was the proud founder of this agency - 160 years ago. He may be 186 years old, but nothing can put that man down.

"Oh! Master. I will try my best!" Marinette bowed. "I better head back to my Bakery, before anything happens that I'm unaware of." She pressed her red and black polka-dotted button inside the suit she gets transformed into when she teleports to the agency.

As she landed back in her Bakery, with her clothes back to normal, she decided to do some deliveries.

She got some macaroons in some boxes, and layered each cardboard box ontop of one another. She walked outside, ready to get to work!

That was, until she fell over a pebble. Almost hitting the ground, someone had caught her. She looked up at the catcher, and he was handsome.

"Are you alright there, m'lady?" He smiled, helping her up. "The names Adrien. Adrien----" He stopped, he couldn't say his last name, because that was the name of the agency. "Adrien Martin! Would you like any help with that?"

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LOOK IM SORRY ITS SHORT IM SORRY I HAVENT UPDATED IVE BEEN ON HUGEEEE WRITER'S BLOCK, I HAVE A LOT OF EDITS TO DO ON YOUTUBE (sub 2 me lol im xlegathyrose thank you) AND ITS STRESSING ME OUT AND AH