#marinnette

Marinette’s head smacked into her desk as she cried over her homework. Crying into homework wasn’t something Marinette did regularly. She liked school. She liked her art class, video game club and her friends but there was one thing she didn’t like about it: science class. Not only did she not like the subject but Ms. Mendeleiev, her least favorite teacher, taught the class which made it unbearable.

Though Marinette didn’t care for the subject, she was proud of her work for this lesson so far. She didn’t find genetics too difficult, she understood the basics: we (mostly) have forty-six chromosomes, (some of) Mendel’s laws and that sometimes a red and a white flower could make a pink flower. Yet, these were concept. Marinette was good at understanding concepts but in practice, oh boy, practice was another thing.

  Ms. Mendeleiev had assigned Punnett squares for homework, at first, Marinette wasn’t too worried. Though her teacher had skimmed over the lesson she tried to see Punnett squares as more art than science. How hard could it be to draw boxes and letters anyway? Yet, as the boxes became bigger and the letters increased she quickly become overwhelmed. By the time she came across her first dihybrid-cross she felt as if she was going to die.

               “Why..?” She mumbled into her homework. How much longer would it take to figure this out? Should she just give-up and look for the answers online?

                Then, without a moment’s notice, Chat busted through her bedroom window, nearly giving her a heart attack. “M’lady are you okay?” His voice was wary as he crept towards Marinette’s hunched over figure.

               “I’m fine Chat,” she groaned, waving him off. “I’m just stuck on some homework problems, that’s all.”

“Homework?” His voice filled with relief, a smirk playing at his lips. “Well Princess, you’re in luck. The good thing about being a cat is that I have nine lives, only one of which is dedicated to being a superhero. Another one of my lives is dedicated to school work. “

Her eyes narrowed, “So what about the other seven?”

“That’s purrivate.”

She smile, cocking her head at him. “You said school work was one of those nine lives- is science included?”

He rubbed his chin, thinking for a moment. “What kind of science?” She pulled her homework off her desk, handing it to him.

He took a moment to gloss over the paper, flipping it over in his hands. He looked at her, a goofy grin on his face. “Don’t worry m’lady I’m an expert at Pun-nett squares.”

Marinette rolled her eyes. “Right. Why would I think you of all people would be bad at Punnett squares.“

               Marinette handed Chat her pen as he showed her how to do the difficult problem. To her surprise he was actually really good at it and was a much better teacher than Ms.Mendeleiev.

               After finishing the difficult problem, she took a deep breath and put her pen aside. Why did he make this look so easy? “You’re really good at this.”

He shrugged, “Well your good at sewing. You know what they say Princess, ‘purractice makes purrfect.’ Plus, with your fashion skills combined with my ability to make amazing Pun-nette squares, we could make some great designer genes.”

“Now, now kitty don’t get your chromosomes in a twist. Last time I checked you were a superhero not a geneticist.“

“Ssshhh.” He placed a finger over his lips. “You don’t know if that’s not what one of my nine lives is dedicated too.”

She chuckled. Silly Chat. Never did she think that Chat Noir out of all the people she knew would be the one to help her with her science homework. “Is that why you’re so good at this Punnett squares stuff?”

“Well, other than the obvious puns involved,” he winked, “I got really good at Punnett squares because my mother was a calico and I was upset that I wasn’t. Can you imagine Chat Calico?”

He laughed, but Marinette groaned, smacking her head on her desk. On the plus side, at least she might be able to get a good grade on her science homework.