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What are you going to do, Marinette?

I don't have a choice, Tiki. This letter from Gabriel holds the whole truth.

If I want a relationship with Adrian that's built on authentic love and true

honesty, I must give it to him.

He must know the truth that his father was a supervillain who put the entire

world in danger and discovered the real causes of the illness that afflicted his

mother. That truth will make him suffer horribly, but I'll be there to comfort

him and never lie to him ever again.

How will you explain that Ladybug kept this from the entire world?

I don't know, Tiki.

Ladybug will figure it out. But I, Marinette, can't continue a relationship

where I lie to the person I love most every day. If I can't tell Adrian the

truth, then I'll have to break up with him.

Come in.

Marinette? Adrian, I have something important to tell you.

In the daytime, I'm Marinette.

Just a normal girl with a normal life.

But there's something about me that no one knows yet.

I've got a secret.

So, lovebirds, what'll you be having this morning?

Today's specials? You got it! Twig, four specials, please!

Acai and seasonal fruit skewers topped with crunchy granola.

You two are the best.

Nice job, Twig. Oh, well, I didn't do much.

You really make an awesome couple.

Huh? What do you call the couple, Cappy?

Uh, right, no, I meant, you really make an awesome duo.

Okay, so we can all agree that something's going on between those two,

right? Totally agree, except my sister doesn't want to hear a peep about love.

I mean, her ex, Cookie, was such a toxic dude. Sure, but Twig is super sweet and

kind. Just look at the way he gazes at your sister.

I'm sure she likes him, too. They're always together, even outside of work.

He supports her in everything she does. He has endless admiration for her, and,

and, most notable, my independent sister actually tolerates his presence. But

Nora will never say that she's in love. I don't think she's even aware of her

own feelings.

But he should. Could be told.

Love is what gives flavor to life every meal. What's the point of making these

fruitalicious skewers if you're going to eat them without love?

What's the point of cook-fu if you're not sharing the passion?

Oh, cook-what?

Cook-fu, a martial art that combines kung fu and cooking. It's all Nora can

think about. She's actually going to Shanghai soon to get serious training.

She'll be staying at my Uncle Wang's for the year.

She can't leave for a year without talking to Twig first?

But has Twig told her about the way he feels?

Uh... I don't think so, no. He's way too shy.

Maybe he just needs a hand.

Nora can't see love, but maybe she'll hear it. Yeah, but it's too late

already. Nora's leaving in a couple of days.

It's never too late to express your love. Nino, give me your cap. You want

her to talk to my cap?

Kinda.

Are you going to tell us what you're up to, or is it a surprise?

I'm doing what they'll regret not having done if we do nothing.

Go ahead,

begin. You tell Adrian something about you. Like that I'm carapace?

No, something that everyone can hear.

Oh, right.

I know.

Cotton candy gives me the heebie-jeebies.

Uh, I'm kind of lost.

You have the paper with the ears, so you guess if it's a fib or not.

A fib? Wrong.

You sure you get the rules? Are you really scared of cotton candy, Nino?

Yep. He thinks it looks deceptive. You know me so well, I can't hide anything

from you.

How can cotton candy look deceptive? It doesn't even have a face.

Precisely. What are you flyaways still doing here? Don't you have class?

We have a free period, so we're playing fib or no fib to get to know each other

better. Want to play?

No way. Sounds like the cringiest game ever. No, no, no, wait. It's a

traditional game in Shanghai. My Uncle Wing taught it to me.

When you're there, you can be sure he'll want to play it with you.

Okay, you win, Baguette.

But it requires an even number of players.

Twig, will you play with us?

Oh, but I'm not done cleaning. Don't sweat it, Twig. We'll finish up later.

Besides, Baguette won't leave us alone until we play.

It's a great game you'll see. So first, everyone pulls a piece of paper from the

cap.

Alia, you got the mouse, so you have to tell something about yourself to the

person who got the ear, a.k.a. me.

And I guess whether it's true or not. Good luck, girl, because you've already

told me everything about your life.

Ready? Nora's father is not my father.

Too easy, Bib.

Wrong, Baguette.

My father is not her father, which is lucky for her.

But her father is like a father to me, which is lucky for me.

Technically, Nora is my half-sister. I never mentioned it because she's just my

sister to me, that's all. But now is the perfect time because it means I won!

Yeah, right. Okay, fine. One point for you. And now we know each other even

better. How amazing is this game? Let's play another round.

The rules say that in the second round, you must hand the earpaper over to the

player twice on your right. Awesome game. Not convoluted at all. All right,

Twig, I'm listening.

Come on. If there's something you want to tell Nora, something you wanted to

get off your chest for a while, something you'd regret never having told

her if she were to leave, now is the time.

Go on. This is a turning point in your life, Twig.

I really like you, Nora. I'm devastated you're leaving. But I'm very happy

you're embarking on this adventure in Shanghai.

Fib. Wrong.

Additional rule! If you get it wrong, you have to swap papers.

Nora, it's your turn to tell something to Twig. Now, go, go, go!

I... I... You and... Me?

Never in a million years.

Fib.

Correct. Right!

Well, we'll leave you to it, because, you know, we have classes and all to

learn lots of stuff that'll help us in our lives to come, so anyway, bye!

What? What, what? You're gawking at me like all weird, like a raw bitch!

Oh, sorry.

Well, uh, anyway, um, the oven shelf isn't gonna remove the grease by itself.

Go ahead. No, no, no, you go!

Nino, I'm a nice cotton candy.

Oh, that one isn't scary.

It's beautiful, Marinette.

Thanks.

By the way, did you get a chance to work on my drawing?

Your drawing? What drawing? You know, my father's portrait.

Oh, right.

That drawing.

It's so wonderful that the person I love the most can recreate the image of the

secret hero my father really was. I can't wait to see the drawing.

Sure.

I haven't had time yet because I had badminton practice yesterday.

Really? You didn't tell me you'd taken up badminton.

Oh, it was just a trial practice, but it was awesome. Super fun.

Maybe you'll have time tonight.

No, no, tonight I'm giving figure skating a try.

You are?

But I'll get on it as soon as I have a free moment.

Thank you, Marinette.

So, how was badminton yesterday?

Marinette, you and I spent last evening playing Ultimate Mecha Strike. Why are

you feeding your boyfriend all this baloney?

Because I can't draw the portrait of his father that he asked me to.

Then why don't you just tell him that?

I'm scared he'll take it the wrong way.

And I don't want to disappoint him.

Five minutes ago, you made up some silly game to stand for truth and love at all

costs. And now, because you're afraid of disappointing Adrian, you totally lie to

him? Whoa, girl, what's up with that? You ought to be practicing gymnastics

instead of badminton, because you're doing a mega split right now.

It's more complicated than that. Okay, then explain away. I love complicated

stuff. Yeah, well, it's easy for you to say. You and Nino tell each other

everything.

I just can't do that with Adrian.

I know it's a heavy burden to have to hide your ladybug from everyone, and

especially from Adrian, but I don't see what this has to do with the whole

portrait thing.

That's because it's not the point.

Huh? Then what is it? I can't think of anything more complicated than having to

hide your secret identity.

I think our hands are pretty clean now. Could we just forget about this whole

convo, please?

Marinette, I'm your friend.

I'm here if you need help. You know that, right? Even if I did share this

secret with you, it wouldn't change anything. I'd still have to lie to

Adrian.

I just have to learn to live with it. There will always be this wall between

him and me.

For years, it was kept from me that Nora and I didn't have the same dad. When I

found out, the only thing that really hurt wasn't the truth, but the fact that

someone else had decided for me what was good for me, what I should or shouldn't

know. I really wish I could tell him. Every day, it's on my lips, but I can't.

Marinette, I don't know what lie you've gotten yourself stuck in, but the truth

always comes out in the end. So what would you rather have happen? You being

honest with Adrian, or him eventually finding out on his own and realizing you

betrayed him on top of lying?

You're right.

You always are. It's just...

Adrian only wants this portrait so much because I've done everything to make him

see his father as a good person, a hero.

I suppose I could wait a few more days before I finally tell him the truth and

make the boy I love very, very sad.

Don't you think?

I don't know, Marinette. What are you hoping to achieve by giving him this

drawing? One last image of the father he made peace with before I ruin it

forever.

What do you want from me?

Don't look at me like that!

Marinette, make sure that Adrian never knows about the villain that I was, but

instead that he remembers the times I tried to be a good father. Well, mission

accomplished! Adrian now believes that you were a hero in spite of all the harm

you caused. But soon, I'll reveal the truth.

No, don't do it, Marinette. I'm begging you. You're going to cause so much pain

to the person you love the most.

Yes, I know. But because of you, I can't have a simple, loving relationship.

Even gone, you keep hurting us.

I can't give you these eyes.

Adrian wants to forget about that man. The cruel father that you were. The

father who only opened his mouth to criticize, humiliate, control.

Adrian, you're fencing. Adrian, you're piano. Adrian, go live in London on your

own, away from all your friends and the girl you love.

There. This is the father Adrian wants to see.

But has he ever even existed?

Of course he existed.

I was the man in tears over not having a child with the woman he loved.

The father who traveled the world looking for the peacock miraculous. The

father who was crushed when the mother of his beloved son became ill. I was the

father who became hot-blooded in order to save the woman he loved and give back

Adrian the mother he deserved.

You and I are the same, Marinette. You said it yourself on the final day we

faced each other. We both want the same thing. We want Adrian to be happy.

No, no, I'm not like you. I don't want to lie to him anymore.

Yes, a lie is a heavy burden to keep secret. But that truth will only become

one if you talk. I was willing to do anything to ensure my son's happiness.

If you truly love him, you'll find the strength to lie.

Be quiet!

Adrian deserves sincere and honest love.

I love Adrian.

Love is like poison to the heart!

I guess she wasn't ready to find out that Twig likes her. What if Adrian

isn't ready either? What if he doesn't want to hear the truth?

Let me show you how easy life is without it!

Cataclysm!

Mind your heart, m'lady.

Mr. Whiskers, come face me if you dare!

I'm all or down for stretching my paws!

Everything okay?

Yes, only, what if that Nancy's right? It's probably easier to do what's right

when you're not burdened by love.

Huh? Are you seriously willing to give up on love?

I don't want to give up on it, but if I'd stop loving you-know-who, maybe I'd

have the courage to do what's best for him.

Don't you think that maybe love shows a threat? Joker!

What are you doing?

We're coming.

Thanks, Carapace.

Come on, girl. Get a grip.

Thanks.

Missed by a whisker, kitty cat.

Thanks for the help in Palmolive.

What's troubling you is a six-armed supervillain is keeping us out of reach.

Six-armed and a martial arts champion.

We have more than six arms between the four of us. We don't have as many allies

as she does.

Maybe, but we have that.

Let's find a way to make her unclench it.

No more messing around!

It's the final round!

Friends, have I ever told you that I love you?

You're always too sentimental, Cat Noir.

No way!

You can never be too sentimental.

Love shows us the way. You're right, as always.

We need you guys to create a diversion.

Shut up!

Mara!

Hey, Spider!

What would you do if the man you supposedly don't love was about to fall

from a great height?

A superhero would never allow that! She'd never put an innocent person in

danger! I know what your power is. This is an illusion.

You're bluffing! Are you sure?

Maybe I'm like you and I love no one.

Who do you think is bluffing?

Twig!

Dinner is served.

Cataclysm.

No more evil doing for you, Ultracuma.

Bye-bye, little butterfly.

Miraculous ladybug!

It was so pretty.

Did you carve it?

No.

It was a gift. This whole thing was my fault. I'm sorry.

Is something wrong?

Of course not. It's the onion.

And you two messing with my head. You couldn't keep your lovey-dovey feelings

to yourself. Things were perfectly fine before. Back when we didn't tell each

other anything.

Now it's going to be the biggest headache ever. But didn't it make you

feel good to tell the things we told each other? Feel good? Before we talked,

I was sad about leaving because I was going to miss you and your face. But I

thought of cook food and it passed.

But now that I know we like each other, what do I do?

If I go to Shanghai, I'll think of you the whole time and it's going to hurt

like crazy.

But if I stay, I'll regret not going to Shanghai every time I see you. You're a

pain twig.

But those aren't onions, Nora.

They're carrots.

Watch it, Twig.

I'm sorry.

And then Nora transformed into Sad Nancy.

I shouldn't have told you how I felt.

Don't sweat it, Twig. The truth is, I would have hurt in Shanghai without you.

I just didn't want to see it, is all.

Maybe... We can call each other when you're there?

Yeah, totally.

And you can even come and visit me.

I mean, if you have nothing else to do.

I'd love to come visit you.

I'm going to miss you.

You'll come back eventually.

This magical charm will remind

you that some truths are hard to hear.

But must be told, your love had the courage to be sincere.

Good job to both of you.

You okay, m'lady?

What are you going to do, Marinette?

I don't have a choice, Tiki. This letter from Gabriel holds the whole truth. If I

want a relationship with Adrian that's built on authentic love and true

honesty, I must give it to him.

He must know the truth that his father was a supervillain who put the entire

world in danger and discover the real cause of the illness that afflicted his

mother. That truth will make him suffer horribly, but I'll be there to comfort

him and never lie to him ever again.

Come in.

Marinette? Adrian, I have something important to tell you.

I love you, Adrian.

That's not it. If Bug Noir's there, it means Monarch can't be wearing the

ladybug earrings.

Marinette can't draw the portrait of Gabriel Grust because her secret has

something to do with Adrian's dad.

If I want to help her, I have to figure out what she's keeping to herself first.

Mirage!

And with a secret that heavy, it's got to be connected to the day he died.

Mirage!

I'll find out sooner or later.