Marinette whirled through the kitchen sending powdered sugar cascading to the floor in gentle puffs as she put the finishing touches on some pastries she was making for her class.  She’s made these every year for Christmas and she isn’t about to stop her tradition!  Even if Hawkmoth is trying to cancel the season with even more akuma than normal.

Even the jingling of the door couldn’t distract her.  She knew her mom would take care of any shoppers.  

What finally distracted her was running into the the warm chest of Adrien Agreste.

Boyfriend, model.  Recipient of the first treat.