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So this means that you have a daddy and a mommy too?

Yes, and they're your grandpa and grandma.

Where are they?

Far away.

Where is far away? Can we go there?

You know, Adrian, being a daddy or a mommy means loving your children more

anything in the world.

And there are things that my daddy and my mommy love more than me. Things that

sometimes make them not so good.

That's why we never see them.

Does that mean that Daddy doesn't love me? Why would you say that?

Because we never see Daddy. He's never here.

No, no, it's just that Daddy travels a lot. He goes around the world with

Natalie looking for important things. One day they'll find them, and I'll get

better, then we'll all stay home together.

In the daytime...

I'm Marinette, just a normal girl with a normal life. But there's something

about me that no one knows yet. I've got a secret.

Everything all right, Adrian?

Sorry,

Natalie.

Lunch is ready.

Yes. Yes, sir.

Yes.

Goodbye.

Everything all right, Natalie?

Your grandparents want to see you.

Buon appetito.

That's how bracioli's done.

I, for one, feel like somebody's missing. When do we get to meet him?

you already know him. You've seen him hundreds of times already.

Ah, the young model.

Handsome as a princess.

Yes, he is very, very, very handsome. But he's more than that. And he's not a

model anymore, you know. Well, no, we don't know since you haven't officially

introduced him as your boyfriend to us.

So I was thinking you could invite him over for lunch on Sunday.

Invite him! Invite him! Invite him! Really?

All of you? It's our first time being in a relationship.

Let her do things at her own pace.

You can invite him if you want to, sweetheart.

No, it's too soon.

It's not like I've already thought about a wedding and three kids and two

hamsters and... Invite him! Invite him!

Then... Okay!

Ah, Marybeth.

Hello, Adrian.

Are you free for lunch on Sunday?

I... No, I already have something planned.

Oh. Is it something important?

I'm meeting my grandparents.

Wow, that's amazing!

What? I'm not sure. I don't know them. I never even met them before.

Seriously? My mom's parents.

She didn't want to see them.

Huh? But why not?

She said they were mean. As for my father, he never even told me about his

parents.

Me too.

But you know what? Since you can't come to my place, I'll come to yours. I'm an

expert at grandparents.

I'm sure they're not that bad. And if they really are mean, then I'll protect

you because you're family. Well, not yet. I mean, almost.

What do you say?

If that's possible, then I think I'd like you to be there with me. Yes.

Of course it's possible.

You'll see. Give me Natalie.

I'm really not sure this is a good idea. Lord Graham was very specific about the

lunch being a family -only reunion.

Only the waitstaff will be allowed inside the dining room. Hence the

The shellfish cracker goes to the right of the fish fork.

Oops.

Lord Graham is a stickler for principles, Marinette. You'll have to be

discreet. I've done this plenty of times helping my parents when they've catered

events. I'll be invisible.

I'm counting on the two of you to let me know how it went.

What do you mean? You're not having lunch with us?

I'm not part of the family.

What? Does Lord Graham know that you're practically Adrian's mom now?

I could never replace Adrian's mother.

These are your grandparents on your mother's side. Emile and Milgram de

It's an honor to have you.

You're not having us. May I remind you that this estate used to be our pied -à

-terre in Paris before we allowed our daughter and her dressmaker husband to

live here? Now.

At least they produced a half -decent -looking child.

Grandfather, grandmother.

Lord Graham, please.

And arriving now are your grandparents on your father's side, Johnny and

Grissett.

Thanks for the invite, your international highnesses.

Hello.

I am Lord Emile Graham de Vinili, Duke of Westchester, Munster, and this is

Millie, my wife.

I am Jeannie, and this is Gabrielle. We're not married, but like a convict of

love, I am ashamed to her forever.

Oh, you've been jagged, Adrian.

I've been waiting for this day for so long.

You're even more darling in person.

What is this intriguing scent?

It's wild.

It is my Valentine's.

Delish, no?

I made them myself.

I got to eat these puppies up. Where is your cuisine?

Save yourself the trouble, mon petit.

Just show me the way.

Enough time wasted with preposterous ceremonials. Our lunch is waiting.

Voila, they're in the oven.

Dear relatives.

Not by choice, I should say.

Thank you for agreeing to this lunch, which will undoubtedly prove to be

decisive in regard to the future of our families. The question that brings us

together at this table is... Sorry, I forgot something.

By all means.

Thank you.

Flag! Adrian!

Marinette! I know this must be hard, but everything's going to be okay.

You're right.

It'll be okay.

As I was saying, the question that brings us together today is, who will

custody of Adrian now that he's all alone?

But Adrian isn't alone.

Mr.

Adrian is not alone in having some...

Appetizers, I suppose. If I may, Lord Graham, I live with Natalie.

She's an employee, not family. She has no legal right to care for you, unlike

us. Your mother's parents.

Emile, dearest, Natalie has known Adrian for so long that she's practically part

of the family now. Mary, I'm talking. Keep your useless remarks to yourself.

Shown on this crest, bearing the coat of arms of our family, the Grandes

Vanilles, have always been astride the kingdom of England and the lamented

kingdom of France.

Oh, that's funny. The doggie is sweeping the floor.

And what does this little poem say?

It's a wolf, and the poem is our family motto, but it matters not.

This dual nationality is symbolized in this twin ring passed from generation to

generation to the eldest child.

Is something burning?

Oh, that's right, Johnny.

Always playing with the fire.

Mr. Adrian, could you come with me to the kitchen to check? Thank you very

Natalie, there's no way.

Adrian can't go and live there with that lord.

Marinette, that lord is his grandfather, and I have no right... There must be

something that can be done.

What do you think about this? I don't want to leave Paris, Marinette. I don't

want to leave you or Natalie, but they're my family.

Coal. A northern specialty, isn't it? So then you eat it.

That's not coal. That's my bolognino.

Let me handle that.

Marinette, no!

Oh, Millie! Are you actually going to take this horror?

It looks like there's still something edible inside.

Very well, then. Poison yourself if you want to, but I'd better not hear a peep

out of you. Getting back to the matter at hand. Adrian, hand me the Graham's

tween ring.

Oh, my!

It's incredible!

I don't believe it! Silent!

What is it filled with?

More well.

It's a fromage.

What is it? I'm not allergic, I hope.

Gabrielle, start your bike. We're taking you to the hospital.

No, no, it's all right. Delicious.

Millie, be a dear and suffer in silence as you're used to doing so well.

As I was saying, it's time Adrian and the twin ring came back to a... Adrian,

where is the twin ring?

I gave it to you, Lord Graham.

You.

What? You.

You're not eating your ballot, are you?

Give me back the ring.

Oh, I see. So now you're calling me a thief, huh?

Hold on. Let's not get carried away.

It has to be here somewhere.

Ouch.

I... I'll look for it too. The twin ring.

Not here.

Not here either.

No one is leaving this room until the twin ring is recovered. And in the

meantime, you are going to sign this contract that will, one, give me full

custody of Adrian, and two, assure me that you will never try to see him

That's monstrous! Why would you want to keep us from seeing this poor kiddo that

we only just met?

Listen up, my lord. If Adrian should go with someone, that someone is going to

be us. And definitely not a mean monsieur like yourself.

Oh, my darling, what do we care about this ring and all these antiquated

customs, really?

Millie, for pity's sake, stay in your place.

Why do you scream all the time?

Sorry,

I'm such a klutz. I understand clearly. How much do you want? You can keep your

money. We didn't want it 16 years ago, and we don't want it today. Stop this

charade already.

You just want to raise the bid.

Name your price now and be done with it. I'm not charading. You're charading.

You think I don't know what you've been up to this whole time? Come on, be

honest. Tell us why you want so badly we should sign your contract.

Woof, woof. It's always about who can grow the loudest.

Don't pretend like you don't realize how shameful it would be if people knew

that Adrian's other grandparents were... were...

We're what? Come on, say it! We're the owners of a fried food establishment!

So what? What's the problem?

The grassroots have been in the French fry for more generations than the

have had a broomstick on their crests! My ancestors filled cornets of fries

piggy sauce to parmigiana himself!

Who cares about any of that? Oh, and you, stop busting everyone's malatines!

It's absolutely revolting! Please, stop barking at me!

Oh,

lucky me!

Give me that!

That belongs to the kiddo, not you. Hands off!

Mine!

Millie, get back in there!

Millie! Millie!

Get a hold of yourself.

I can't. Marwine, it's too delicious.

Millie, stop trying to be the center of attention and come out of there at once!

No! I'm tired of two -beat, aristocratic, patriarchal dictators!

I have the ring! I'm the queen! No one tells me what to do!

The key! Do you have the key? The key.

Hello.

Forgive my intrusion.

You've had enough of people fighting and making decisions for other people,

haven't you?

I know what it would be fitting for you to finally be in charge.

I can give you this tower.

Only if you agree, of course.

Millie? No, I'm Ringmaster, the Lady of the Rings.

So, you wanted to fight?

Well then, fight like wolves!

What's happening?

Adrian, don't stay here! On the contrary, stay, since this fight is for

Marinette, get some more safe!

corner, Johnny the Fry Grunset, the wonder from the north. And in this

Emile the Duke Graham, the terror from Albion. May the best swear Grand Bar

Adrian away.

You have a strange way of showing me. It's not my doing, it's my party. I've

lost control of it. Who am I?

At last, Adrian is about to find out which of his grandfathers is the

In fact, all that counts, apparently, unless you end up destroying each other,

which would finally allow him to decide his own life.

Just transform and use your power to destroy the whole thing.

But then everyone would know that I'm Cat Noir.

In that case, relax and take this chance to enjoy a balancing with me.

No, dear, my chief is the policy. Yes, I'm sorry, do we?

Oh, you seemed more combative.

My bad, it wasn't on purpose.

Apologies!

Don't worry, everything will be back to normal soon.

Ladybug, save us!

Oh, no you don't! No!

The lady's going to get us out of here, Plagg. Of course, like she always does.

But won't she find it weird that Cat Noir doesn't show up?

Plagg, claw them!

Malik, I just saw a platform appear in the sky. I'm on my way. Violence is

a solution.

Why don't you give me whatever's been akumatized and we can have a nice and

chat about it all together.

Chat about it all together?

You think these two are really interested in chatting?

The only thing they like is fighting and being right. They're exactly the same.

You can't just love this guy and me together.

It's not my fault my wife wants to head over your so -called food.

See? They're just proving me right, Ladybug.

Blah, blah, blah. I'm on my way, but I'll be a bit late.

Ladybug doesn't even realize that they're the villains, not you.

Get rid of her and feed her miraculous.

I think I ate too many volatiles.

I hope this magical charm will help you make the right decision.

I've got to go.

Bug out.

Bye -bye, Ladybug.

Where's Marinette?

Marinette?

Marinette?

Bugs off!

Marinette?

Adrien! Marinette!

I was so worried about you.

This ring belongs to Adrien. He should decide his own future.

Thank you.

But I don't know what I want.

I'm still just a teenager, Natalie.

And I'm only Adrian's girlfriend.

I can't decide for him or stop his grandparents from fighting for his

But you are an adult, and more importantly, you're the one who's been

care of him since his parents disappeared.

If there's one thing I know for sure, it's that, to Adrian, you're like a

now.

Adrian is not my son.

I have no rights. Like Jagged once said, you're the one who loves him, so you're

his mom.

Did he really say that?

If he didn't, then he should.

Is this really what you want?

My life is here in Paris with Marinette, my friends, and you.

I'll come visit you for the holidays.

We'll get to know each other better, if you'd like that, of course.

Of course, we'd love that.

Well... You're more... in need of a mother than of a crest.

We'll be delighted to welcome you any time you want.

You too are welcome to visit us any time if you want to.

Will there be more of your delicious balloutines?

There will even be fries.

The class of specialty.

Then we gladly accept your invitation.

Honestly, Millie.

Emile, stop it. Just admit it already. You love French fries.

Do you? Really?

Did you find the medicine for Mom?

No. Are you going to leave again?

Once your mother is healed, your father will stay here with both of you forever.