Marinette struggles under the pressure of being the next Guardian.

And that ends Marinette March! I hope you enjoyed this collection of one shots. And, if you did, be sure to stop by tomorrow, where I’ll be starting my contribution to Adrienette April. Its going to be a Snekmouse story~!

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Pacing back and forth in her room, Marinette wrung her hands together. Her eyes kept drifting toward where she had hidden the miracle box before snapping back to stare in front of her.

“I can’t do this, Tikki!”

The kwami in question tracked her chosen as she moved around. “You can and you will. Master Fu entrusted you to become his replacement for a reason, after all.”

“But he didn’t teach me everything!” Marinette collapsed onto her swivel chair and dramatically laid her head on her desk in front of Tikki. “I only barely know how to do the potions. Who knows what other super important secrets were lost along with Master Fu?”

“Those aren’t what you need to be a good Guardian, Marinette.”

She threw her hands in the air. “Then what is?!”

Tikki huffed and floated in front of Marinette’s face. “You’ve had the miracle box for a week, right?”

“R-right,” Marinette said, faltering a little under the kwami’s commanding voice.

“What’s the name of the kwami of the dragon miraculous?”

“Longg, of course.”

“You made sure he had a stockpile of spices just for him when you brought him out last time.” Tikki crossed her arms. “Kwami of the snake miraculous.”

“Sass. What are you-”

“You made him a stuffed mouse plushie that I promise he will cherish for centuries. Kwami of the bee miraculous.”

“Pollen, obviously.” Marinette’s worry was receding, replaced by curiosity.

“You ordered her a multi flavored box of honey. We both know just how happy that will make her. Kwami of the mouse miraculous.”

“Mullo. I was Multimouse, remember?”

“Mhm, and do you also remember that you made a snuggly box with cotton and fluff for them whenever you bring them out? And speaking of which,” Tikki said continued, her blood up. “You’re letting them come out and see how the world has changed. Most of them have been in the miraculous for years, or even decades! That’s no small thing, even for a kwami.”

“Okay, okay, I get it!”

“Plus there’s those platters of cheeses you had me take to Plagg,” Tikki said, her passion making her speak over Marinette’s attempts to get a word in. “Those stunk.” She gestured a paw to her latest sewing project. “And now you’re making everyone matching sweaters! In their favorite colors!”

“I thought they might get cold…” Marinette mumbled.

Tikki sighed. “What I’m saying is, you might not have the magic of the old Guardian order, but you know what’s important.” Tikki hugged Marinette’s face. “You’re going to be a great Guardian, just like you’re already a great Ladybug.”