"Just say no. You see the little box that says, 'I do not give my child permission to go on the trip to London, UK'? Just cross that little box with an 'x', sign, then I'll be home for the weekend!"

Sabine laughed. "Marinette, what's so wrong with going to London for the weekend?"

"It's not the London part that I'm dreading Mama. It's the train ride that I will be having next to Adrien Freaking Agreste!" Panic started to seize Marinette as she started to imagine.

"I don't see what the problem is? I know that your room is full with pictures of him. You should consider yourself lucky." Her mama winked and Marinette groaned, draping herself the kitchen counter.

"But Mamaaaaa, you don't understand! We're going to be in the same hotel room. The same room!"

Her mother chuckled. "I trust your judgement and I trust that Adrien Agreste is a fine gentleman that will respect you. Are you telling me that you're going to do something you're not supposed to?" Sabine cocked her eyebrow at her daughter and Marinette flushed, shaking her head and her arms rapidly.

"N-NO, no!"

Her mother smiled and nodded. "Then you're going." She checked the 'yes' box and gave her signature. "I'll have Papa sign it tonight too."

Marinette groaned in defeat and trudged upstairs to her bedroom.

"You sound like you're really dreading this field trip, Marinette." Tikki said once they arrived to the privacy of Marinette's bedroom.

Marinette sighed. "It's not that I'm dreading the field trip, it's just... I'm just so nervous. Riding the train next to Adrien? And not only that, but how am I going to handle sleeping in the same hotel room!" Marinette dropped herself onto the chaise, covering her face. "I will probably die of embarrassment. You're invited to my funeral Tikki. My burial will be next to the London Eye and you're going to write my eulogy for me."

Tikki giggled, sitting on the chaise besides me. "You can't die Marinette! You're Ladybug! What would the world do without Ladybug?" Tikki asked.

Marinette quickly sat up, looking down at Tikki. "Tikki, what am I going to do? I am Ladybug and I'll be going to London for a weekend! What will I tell Chat? I can't just tell Chat that I'm going to London for the weekend. He'll probably want to follow me to the ends of the earth." Marinette began stressing over what she would tell Chat until her thoughts were interrupted by a phone call.

"So what did mama say? Did she sign no?" Marinette could hear Alya's smirk.

"She said she trusts my judgement and that Adrien Agreste is a fine gentleman and that she can trust me unless I'm insinuating that I'm going to be doing something I'm not supposed to with Adrien Agreste." There was a silence on the other end of the phone and then a sudden burst of cackles. Marinette gasped. "Alya Césaire, you knew about this, didn't you!" The laughter in the background grew harder and slowly got farther away. A low chuckle was heard.

"Sorry, we did know."

Another gasp. "Ni-NO! You knew too?" Marinette cried.

Nino laughed. "Alya and I heard it as we got in class early. We planned that after lunch we would sit in the same rows, so that way you and Adrien could be partners."

"But why?"

"Alya told me you have a huge crush on Adrien and I wanted to help you out." She could hear his smile and if she could die of embarrassment, right now would be a good time.

"Alya told you?" Marinette could feel herself dying.

"Mari, I'm sorry, it's just I can't hide things from my boyfriend! He had to know!" Alya said, taking her phone back.

"You done dying?" Marinette deadpanned.

"Not at all." Alya snickered before hanging up.

Marinette sighed, deflating on the chaise. "This trip is going to be the death of me." Marinette sighed to the giggling Tikki.

"Father, my class is going on a field trip to London, could I get your signature to go?" Adrien was facing his father who had papers surrounding him in his office.

Gabriel Agreste spared one glance at his son before looking down at his laptop. "London?" His fingertips tapped on the keyboard, anxiety clogging up Adrien's throat as his father prolonged the silence that was growing between them. "Perfect, I had a plan to take you there anyway. Have Nathalie sign." And with that Adrien turned on his heels and stalked out of his father's office.

Adrien should be happy that his father approved, but he was more than upset because he said he had plans for Adrien. That would mean photoshoots, interviews and all the modelling mess.

"You should be glad. You were grouped with your Marinette." Plagg spoke from inside Adrien's shirt.

Adrien patted his shirt over where Plagg was resting, shushing him. Adrien went into Nathalie's office and laid the paper neatly over a stack of papers. "A good question is, how are gonna tell Ladybug?"

Adrien put his palm to his forehead. "Ladybug!" How was he going to tell her?

"The trip to London is going to be approximately four hours long. We are to meet here at six in the morning, promptly. Anyone late, will be dismissed and sent home. We will depart from the school at 6:10. The train will be leaving at 6:49, so early arrival gives us extra time to get comfortable. From Paris, it will be an hour and a half to our first stop at Brussels. It will be an hour wait from our departure from Brussels and a one hour ride to London."

It was the Thursday before the field trip and Professor Bustier was running over the field trip information for the umpteenth time.

"As you all know, those of you who are co-ed groups, you will be sharing a room. I expect you to be well behaved young adults, or else." She eyed several groups in the class.

With Alya having switched seats right as Professor Bustier said the news, Adrien and Marinette have been sitting next to each other for the past two weeks. No matter how much Marinette got used to actually sitting next to Adrien, any time he tried to talk to her, she stammered. Any time Adrien tried to talk to her, the shyness got the best of him and he wasn't able to say anything.

As Chat Noir, Marinette has told him that she will be going to London and she won't be around. As Ladybug, she decided she wouldn't tell Chat anything. She was sure that Chat Noir was going to be able to handle an akuma attack if she wasn't around for three days.

As Chat Noir, he hasn't mustered up the courage to tell Ladybug that he was going out of the country either.

"I have such a big crush on you Ladybug, but instead, it's like I'm the bug and you're the garden." He said to himself one night as he watched Ladybug disappear into the night after a battle with an akuma.

Chat couldn't tell her that he had plans on going on a trip – his mortal occupations wouldn't concern her. Besides, Ladybug was strong and he knew that she could handle it on her own for a weekend.

"I can't believe it. Adrien should have been my partner." Chloé watched as Adrien and Marinette tried to talk to each other, biting her nail.

"I-It's okay, you have me here! Second best!" Sabrina winked, leaning into Chloé with a smile.

"Bah!" Chloé waved her hand, mostly in Sabrina's face. "I just can't believe the crazy cat lady is with my Adrihoney!" She whined.

The school day ended and the four of them started to head out, Alya and Nino leading Marinette and Adrien. Nino was holding a map of London, while Alya had her head on Nino's shoulder, looking down at his map.

"So it looks like we're staying at the Corinthia Hotel. It sits just in front of the London Eye, with only the River Thames in between." Nino pointed to the map of where they would be staying.

"Bustier hasn't given out the plans for the three days, so it's safe to assume that we will have some time to go and explore by ourselves." Alya added, wrapping her arms around her boyfriend.

"You guys have something planned out, don't you?" Marinette asked, looking at the two of them with slight envy. The two gave a smile.

"Of course!" They said in unison.

"Nino, do you wanna come over today?" Alya asked.

"I can't. Mom wants me to pack."

"You still haven't packed?" Adrien chuckled.

"Well, excuse me, I don't usually travel, Mr. Model."

This made Adrien blush slightly and he rubbed the back of his neck as he laughed nervously and muttered an apology.

"I guess we will see each other tomorrow morning then?" Alya asked, taking the map that Nino folded up. He nodded and Marinette started to walk away, Adrien waiting for his ride to arrive.

"Do you want me to pick you up from your house tomorrow morning?" Adrien looked over at Nino who was hugging Alya.

"That would be awesome. Saves me the walk here." That sparked an idea in Adrien and he looked over Marinette's figure walking away. He ran to her, going in front of her to get her to stop.

"Hey, would you want me to pick you up from your house tomorrow?"

"W-What?"

"Well, we're going to be partners right? The least I could do is pick you up from your house. Your prince in shining armor will be waiting for you tomorrow morning." Adrien gave a bow and Marinette blushed furiously.

"O-Oh, a-ah, u-um, o-okay!" Marinette stammered.

Adrien smiled at her and waved as he saw his car pull up the road. "Goodbye, Marinette."

"B-Buh b-bye!" Marinette waved almost frantically.

That night, Marinette couldn't sleep. She was just overwhelmed with the thoughts of being with Adrien, in the same car with Adrien, in the same bedroom with Adrien. She didn't know if she was going to go haywire with all this overwhelming thoughts of her crush.

When the morning came, Marinette had probably slept an hour. She was sure she probably looked like death itself, so she took a quick shower, hoping the cool water would wake her up sufficiently. She went downstairs and her parents were getting ready for the day.

"Are you ready Marinette? I can't believe our little girl is leaving us so soon and for so long." Sabine came around her daughter and hugged her from behind.

"Mama, I'm just going to London for the weekend, I'm not moving out." Marinette laughed and began to eat breakfast.

"Mama, were you expecting an early customer?" Tom called from the front door.

"Ah? I don't believe so." Sabine went to her husband, leaving Marinette to eat breakfast by herself. There was some conversation by the front door and Marinette's parents came back in, followed by Adrien.

"A-Adrien!" Marinette quickly stood, almost knocking her chair over. Adrien smiled and waved, Sabine standing next to him.

"Adrien here says he's come to pick you up. Are you almost done Marinette?"

Marinette stammered for words before she scarfed down the rest of her breakfast and ran upstairs to gather her luggage.

"Would you like a croissant Adrien?" Tom asked, coming from the bakery with some croissants.

Adrien looked at the soft, flakey pastry with almost a watering mouth. "I really wish I could but... I can't." Adrien declined sadly.

Tom frowned slightly, but nodded, going to towards the kitchen.

"I've heard a lot about you. I just never thought I would ever meet you in person." Sabine spoke, sitting in the living room.

Adrien followed, sitting in a sofa adjacent to her. "I'm sure it's from all the magazines and interviews-"

"Actually, from Marinette." Adrien was surprised. "She talks about you an awful lot. I feel like I know you as much as I know Alya." She chuckled and Adrien was left speechless. Marinette talked about him at home?

"M-Mama! W-What are you talking about?" Marinette almost cried from upstairs. She rushed downstairs with her luggage, almost tripping on the steps. She passed by her father and the man gave her a brown paper bag and followed her to the living room.

"Now Mr. Adrien, I'm letting you borrow my princess' hand, so I expect you to take very good care of her."

Marinette had come to stand beside Adrien now and froze, looked at her father with a terrified look.

"No worries, Mr. and Mrs. Dupain-Cheng. I will take care of your princess as if she was mine." He gave that bow he had given Marinette the previous day and Sabine giggled, Tom nodded approvingly.

If the world could swallow people whole and not leave a trace, right now, Marinette was begging to disappear.

"Have fun you two. And be safe!" Marinette was unable to speak, Adrien looked back at Marinette's parents as they made their way out the door.

"Thank you, we will! We will be back soon!" Adrien closed the front door behind him, looking at a frazzled Marinette. He let out a chuckle. "Here, let me take this for you." His hand reached for her luggage and their hands momentarily touched, Marinette letting go quickly, as if she had been shocked by electricity.

"T-Thank you!" She stammered quickly. She couldn't contain her stutters and she felt beyond embarrassed that their hands touched. It had felt like slow motion, when their hands touched and Marinette wanted more, but she fanned herself, following behind Adrien.

As they went to the car, Adrien opened the door for her and told her to step in while he placed Marinette's things in the trunk. Inside, Adrien's body guard was in the driver's seat while Nathalie was in the passenger.

"Good morning, Marinette Dupain-Cheng. I am Nathalie, the Agreste's personal assistant."

"H-Hi, good morning." Marinette stuttered as Adrien slipped into the seat beside her.

"Got everything?" Adrien asked Marinette with the sweetest smile, she thought she would melt.

"Y-Yes." She replied.

"Then London, here we come."

Yup, this trip was truly going to be the death of Marinette Dupain-Cheng.