Alya has gathered the class to discuss the suspensions of Marinette and Adrien. They discussed the possibilities of what they could be doing, or have done to have a completely different personality. The couple fall asleep in class, after being up for twenty-four hours straight.

The Reavel

Alya pasted the the sidewalk. Nino had called her after the message, demanding answers, which lead to him being here at nine am on a Saturday. What she'd done was to invited most of their class, excluding Adrien and Marinette, to discuss the two. She didn't know how this would turn out. Or if anyone would show. To her immense relief at nine fifty, Max and Juleka arrived. And surely enough, one by one the rest of them finally came.

"Why are we here, Césaire?" Chloe asked in a snarky drawl. She was studying her nail, with disinterest in what was happening.

"It's about Adrien and Marinette," she told them. "They've been acting suspiciously, out of character. Like Adrien making puns, or being flirty with Marinette. Then Marinette doesn't stutter around Adrien, like, at all, just randomly stopped. She also can pull off acrobatics, back handspring kind of things. There's also this," she said, turning around her phone.

She first played the video, the one of when she recorded of their stunt in the floor is lava game. "Watch them carefully," she advised. She flipped to the video of Ladybug and Chat Noir from last night.

The class expressions changed to thoughtfulness, thinking about their classmates. It was true that they seemed to be ridiculously late some days, even going as far to miss the complete first period. They also disappeared from class after using an excuse, sometimes not coming back for hours. "You know," Kim mused. "You'd think they're secret makeout buddies with the amount of times they vanish off the grid."

Alix slapped him upside the head. "The probability of that happening before their change in behavior is twenty percent. Now there is a eighty point twenty percent chance that they are."

"Really?" Chloe asked, with disbelief. "I thought it would have been higher."

Everyone looked at her. "Don't you like Adrien?" Mylène asked curiously.

"Adrien is my first friend," she said. Her blonde ponytail fell over her shoulder, she pushed it back. "It would be like dating your brother at this point. And the only girl who does deserve him at this point is Dupain-Cheng."

The class was to stunted at the answer from the cold blonde, deemed heartless multiple times. Sabrina smirked at them, like she knew all along, which she probably did. They got back on track, talking about their suspicions.

They eventually had a list

● They were never in the same place as Ladybug or Chat Noir

● Never present during an Akuma attack

● Never been akumatized

● Can pull of challenging stunts that would take more of practice then they showed to have

● Have a more comfortable friendship than even just three months ago

● Adrien makes puns

● Marinette's less clumsy

● Always trying to keep people positive

● Never blame an Akuma victims

● Both were in the hotel when it was caramelized

● Weren't seen at the end of the Horrifire fiasco

● Look like the heroes

"Max," Juleka said. "What are the statistics?"

Max made a few calculations on his phone. "The chances of them working for Hawkmoth is fifty/fifty," he said. "But it's out ruled by the fact that they try to keep everyone positive. There's a eighty percent possibility of them being the heroes, which is ruled out by their personalities, that is out ruled by looks. Then, if you take in the fact that they both started to act differently, but that the change was only recently, the same the to heroes at times, then the percentage goes out of whack. It at this point could be anywhere from twenty to ninety."

The group took the news in. The dorky friends of everyone in class seemed to be superheroes. Fighting an evil man that used innocents as his pawns. It was impossible, but it was an eight percent chance on top of everything. What if they got hurt? What if they got in trouble?

"I-I think we need to study this in more depth," Alya said. Murmurs of agreement followed.

"Hey guys," they heard. "What are you all doing here?" Adrien Agreste was standing behind them all. Marinette was a few feet away, muffling her laughter with her hand. There was no accusation in his voice just genuinely curiosity.

"Nothing much," Nathaniel said. He twitched nervously. Adrien scared him a little, and now that he might be dating Marinette, a girl he asked out once as an akuma, he might have been on the receiving of glares. "Just talking."

The black haired girl stood beside Adrien. "Then you wouldn't mind if we join, would you?"

"Not at all."

It wasn't like Adrien and Marinette were oblivious. Tar from it, in fact. They just both had to deal with Kwami magic interfering with their perspective of things. On top of being aware that they both. They also had different miraculous, that defended them in different way, (their hair as the most prominent to themselves). Marinette had also been seen in the same place as Ladybug twice, more than Adrien could say for his alter ego.

They both knew that Alya would catch on to them. That she would drag Nino along to spot all the clues. There was a chance that they would bring it up with the class, something that Marinette was very adamant about. So, they had a little bet going on. The first one to guess the right date would win. They had taken turns leaving little clues for their classmates to find out.

And, as they sat with the class, they saw the panicked moving of papers, and Alya flipping things off on her phone. The only ones managing to pull off indifference were Chloe and Juleka, very convincing, Adrien might add. Paying the papers no mind, keeping them entrapped in a conversation, blocking the others. Marinette jabbed him gently, as one of the papers floats over to them.

Adrien, Chat Noir?

Marinette, Ladybug?

He smothered a snort. Like that wasn't obvious. Marinette gave him a victory smirk. It's only then that he remembers that she was the closest for the entire week after this. He groaned.

"You okay, Adrien?" Nino asked.

His phone vibrated. Akuma alert. "Yeah," he said. "Just have to do something I forgot about."

"I have to help my parents for a bit. There's an order they've asked me to pick up," his partner said. A good excuse, too. Mr. and Mrs. Dupain-Cheng did ask her to pick up an order from the post office. Just not for another half an hour. Saying their goodbyes, the two raced of.

"There's an attack by the tower," said Alya. She had her phone out, showing everyone a video footage of purple clothed people being controlled by a girl in a princess type dress.

"Ladybug and Chat?" Kim asked

"Quite possibly at this point."

Three days after the akuma attack at the Eiffel Tower, one attacked Françoise Dupont.

It wasn't surprising. The school had gained a record, with Madame Bustier's class in particular. The Akuma class was a largely targeted by akumas. Always being saved by the heroes. People had already made guesses of the heroes being one of the schools students. Theories have been dispersed after they have been akumatized, or seen at the same time as Ladybug or Chat Noir.

This one had decided to lock students in their classrooms. Madame Bustier had left earlier, leaving them alone when the akuma attacked. Adrien shot Marinette nervous looks, telling her that he would follow her to the end. Alya and Nino looked at each other, then to Adrien, back, Marinette. It was surprisingly Chloe was the one to break the silence.

"Adrien, Marinette," she said. "Everyone here knows that there's something weird about you two." She took a deep breath. "So, if you're really Ladybug and Chat Noir, go transform. Do your thing!"

Marinette nodded. "Tikki, spots on!"

"Plagg, claws out!" As the transformation was completed, Adrien as Chat put his hand up. "Cataclym!"

The door was destroyed instantly into a pile of ashes. The two spandex covered teens ran off to face the akuma. "Where is it, Jenny? Where?" Was heard as they chased after it.

"So, Adrien and Marinette, hun?"

"Adrien and Marinette."

The two came back, panting hard, hands entwine. Chloe was the first to notice them. "You two lovebirds dating?" she asked.

"Yes," Marinette said.

Alya choked on air, coughing to help clear it up. Nino dropped his phone that he had been playing on for the last half hour. Rose squealed and Juleka just nodded. Alix cheered with Mylène. Sabrina looked them over silently along with Ivan and Kim fist bumped Max.

As they settled down, Adrien asked, "You won't tell anyone, will you?" He rushed to fix his sentence, thinking that they might take it the wrong way. "I mean, it's not that we don't trust you, we just have to, to - "

"To protect our identity from Hawkmoth, and not put you at risk," Marinette finished. "We don't want anyone to get hurt because of us. Akumas might target you if they find out that you know Ladybug and Chat Noir personally."

"Most likely raising the amount of Akumas in the class." Adrien and Marinette were going back and forth, showing the amount of familiarity they have with each other. It honestly impressed the class, them never seeing it in anyone besides the heroes. They had to remind themselves that they were Ladybug and Chat.

"We're not going to tell anyone," Chloe snapped. "It would be irresponsible of us to not give you a choice on who you reveal your identities to. Hawkmoth already took it away from you today, you don't need us to take it a second time."

"That goes for all of us," said Max. The class nodded in agreement.

Everyone starred at her, surprised. "That's very mature of you Chloe," Marinette said.

"I'm proud of you," Adrien said, beaming. Chloe ducked her head, face slightly pink.

"Yeah, well, don't expect much more," she said.

"I'd hate to break this up," Alya said. "But can we talk about how you two were superheroes since you were, what? Tihrteen? Did you even get a choice?"

"I saw it as a chance at freedom," Adrien admitted with a shrug.

Marinette winced as Adrien pulled her closer. "I tried to pass it on," she admitted.

"What? When? To who?" Came from the class.

"After the first Stoneheart - sorry Ivan - to Alya. I put them in her bag hoping that she would find them. She probably would have, too, if she didn't forget her bag the second time." Marinette leaned against Adrien as he held her.

"Okay, class," Madame Bustier said as she came into the room. "Your all free to go home now."

"How about we finish this later?" Adrien asked them, packing up his things.

Everyone agreed packing their things. Leaving the school, they all thought that this was just the beginning. Each had ideas forming in they're heads, no more so then Alya, who was planning to drag her blogs attention off of her friends.

A/N: And there we go. The class now knows their secret, and have started to devise plans to cover for them.