Plagg couldn't find the words to comfort Ladybug. He sat on her shoulder as she cried, then stopped, then stood up, saying nothing. "I'm going home." she said to no one in particular, then swung slowly to her house. She remembered something she had read about the five stages of grief: denial, rage, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. She didn't know if that was true. All she felt was numbness, like nothing in life had a purpose anymore. Everything looked like it was coated in gray. Ladybug landed gently on her bed, her hand hitting something hard. "Ow!" she mumbled, picking it up. It was Adrien's phone. She looked at it slowly, then tapped the screen. His background was a picture of him and Nino, smiling widely. Ladybug would give anything to have that smile back-the one that made her become all mushy and tongue-tied. She hadn't even called Nino, Alya, or any of his friends to tell them what had happened. Her lips couldn't form the words. It was a Monday morning, cold, gray, and a feeling of nothingness surrounding Marinette as she detransformed. Tikki and Plagg couldn't do anything but watch as she took off her earrings, laying them next to the cat ring on her desk. The last piece of Chat Noir she had left. The funeral was the next day, and only Adrien's closest friends came. Marinette's parents had tried to make it as intimate as possible, knowing Adrien wouldn't have wanted a huge fuss. Adrien's entire class was there, in black, even Chloe. The speaker was spouting nonsense about love and life and how Adrien was in a better place, but Marinette heard nothing. She held Alya's hand, black mascara running down their cheeks as the funeral director wrapped up his speech. "And now a final word from Adrien's good friend, Marinette Dupian-Cheng." She walked slowly up to the podium, wiping her eyes. "The first time I met Adrien, I thought he was putting gum on my seat. The first time I met Chat Noir, I knocked him off the edge of a building. They seemed like two annoying, pesky people, but as I got to know them, they became two wonderful, caring gentlemen. Adrien was always kind to me, even when I could never get a full sentence out. Chat Noir always threw himself in front of any threat to protect me." She hesitated, not sure if she should tell them the truth. But in Adrien's honor, she would. Because he should be remembered for his actions. "After we defeated Hawkmoth, I died. Chat had gotten akumatized into Chat Blanc, and he used Cataclysm on me, unaware of his actions." Her friends' faces dropped in horror. "But when he realized it, he used the Miraculous to bring me back. He made the ultimate sacrifice, and I'll never even get to say thank you-" Her voice cut off into sobs, but she had to finish. "He-he knew what he was doing. He knew that to give me life, his had to be taken. And that-that is the mark of someone who is truly selfless-" She wiped more makeup off of her face. "So I want everyone in this room to remember Adrien Agreste as more than a model. He was a selfless, kindhearted, loving friend who always looked out for others-" People had tissues out, trying to stem the flow of tears. "And he was a hero." Alya wrapped an arm around her friend as she walked back to her seat, crying softly. Marinette went to the burial as Ladybug and she was the last one to leave. She crouched by his grave, setting down a bouquet of black and red roses. "Thank you." she whispered, touching the headstone. Carved into the rock were three sentences: "If you're reading this, I made a grave mistake. Ha-ha, get it? I'm going to miss annoying you to pieces, Bugaboo." She laughed through her tears, knowing that Chat would always have the last word in any argument. Days passed, and things only got worse for Marinette. She wore her hair down so it covered her eyes, puffy from crying. Her outfits ranged from dark blue to black. She rarely spoke to anyone and started to skip meals. Alya and Nino came by every day, but with no results.

O MY GOSH WOMAN!! WILL YOU STOP WITH ALL OF THIS DEPRESSING FANFIC!!! IT USED TO BE SO HAPPY! THE EPILOGUE BETTER BE LONG AND HIM REVIVING OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT PU-LEASE!!!!!!!!😪😪😪😪😪😪😪😪😪😪😪😪😪😪😪😪😪😪😢😢😢😢😢😭😭😭😭😭😭😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😩😩😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Btw I love this fanfic, I’m really sad that it’s coming to an end😪

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Im legit sobbing my eyes out this is too sad

At least im not at school

There are no words for this.....what are you doing to us and how did you get this power to control our emotions? 😶😶😶😶😶😕😓😧😢😭😭😭😭😭😰😰(btw.....you NEED to be an author some day bc daaaaaang, I would read ANY book you would write!!!)

This was my only reason to stay up😂😂 Imma sleep now, Goodniiiiiight!!!

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