t was an afternoon on Saturday. Marin was in his room, sitting at his desk, concentrating on his sketchbook.

This dress was very important, it had to be perfect!

After a time of drawing and wiping, Marin raised the notebook, admiring his masterpiece. It was a blue lace dress. The dress was up to her knees, and she had a stiff neckline, and her sleeves were blue lace.

"Marin, it's great! Of course she will like it." Tikki complimented him.

"Thank you, Tikki, I hope so."

Marin got up from his chair and went to his work table. He took some materials, needles, thread, a scissors and a pencil. He put them all on the table and started working.

He was very focused on his work, he was careful of every detail. Marin was determined that everything would be perfect for tomorrow.

He cut the materials slowly, carefully, not to cut and bark with even more care

Marin was so absorbed in the dress that he had not realized that there was an evening out, and that a certain cat had entered his room.

After a while, Chat Noire was tired of waiting ...

"Hi!" Chat Noire welcomed him a little too loudly.

Marin scared and fell on the floor. Chat approached him and helped him get up.

"I'm sorry, handsome."

"It's okay, what are you doing here in the light? Someone could see you!" Marin panicked.

"It is 10 pm." Chat Noire informed him.

Marin looked out the window and saw that it was night out.

"Oh no, I do not have time to finish!" Marin rushed to the table and got back to work.

"What are you doing there?" Chat Noire asked him.

"I make a dress for my mother. Tomorrow is her birthday and lately she wanted to buy a dress like I did, but I do not think I'll finish it too soon ..."

"Maybe ... I could help you? So things would go faster." Chat suggested.

"That's a good idea!"

The two started working, and at midnight they finished.

"It came out perfectly!"

"I'm glad to help. Now I should go." Chat climbed up the stairs to the roof.

"Chat, wait!" Marin stopped her. He approached her and kissed her cheek.

"Thanks, Kitty."

"You're welcome, good night." Chat chattered.

"Good night."

Her heart began to beat harder and her face burned. Ladybeetle was the only one who made her feel that way ...

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