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Comm for @clouded-chaos

This is heavily based on their Rerolling Luck AU!! You should definitely read it!! So good!!

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LOOKIT MY GIRL!!!!

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March 3rd AU for @nionom-art

Just a silly idea lol

Plus:

Take your kid to work day!

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Fanart for @nionom-art!! It’s more AU AU

First is the Worst Outcome, second is after Adrien was Chat Noir for a day

More to come soon!

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Who wants some extras that didn’t make it into Rerolling Luck?

Migreation

About a week after the concert where Adrien confessed his love to Marinette, Marinette was once more in Luka’s cabin.

“I know I’m probably just getting in my own head, but it was so strange! We both wanted to kiss, but at the last second, he pulled away! That’s weird, right?” Luka shrugs.

“Perhaps he didn’t want to upset Kagami again, she was with you, right?” He theorizes, Marinette nodding.

“That’s true.. she admited she still had feelings. She’d probably feel awful if we kissed right after that.” Marinette stands, and hugs Luka, leaving to go help with more set up.

“You know where to find me.”

As she stumbles up the stairs, she runs into Adrien, who was carrying a Keyboard. They get stuck between each other for a brief moment, before Marinette hurries away. Adrien sighs as he brings the Keyboard over to Luka.

“Hey… I think this key might be broken.”

“Is that the only thing you need?” Adrien smiles a little, following Luka to his cabin, and sitting on his bed.

“I think I’ve messed up things already. I thought I found my inner tune thanks to you, but recently, I’ve been feeling weird around Marinette. It feels… wrong.” Luka nods.

“You said you’ve only thought you liked Kagami in the past, this feeling of love is new to you, and you need time to get used to that feeling.” Adrien smiles, standing and hugging Luka.

“You know where to find me.” Adrien then returns to the deck to help set up. Luka stands as well, about to join them, when his window pops open, and Jagged Stone appears. Luka once again quells his insecurities, and his father jumps back through the window after Luka once more says “you know where to find me”.

As he shuts the window, he hears his father’s name being shouted, and opens the door to Penny, who looked as frazzled as always.

“Luka, I think one of your friends is going to kill Bob!” She yelps, Luka blinking at her owlishly.

“That’s… not what I was expecting.” He says, following her up the stairs to see Bob Roth on the catwalk to the Boathouse, with Aglaé being held back by Marinette and Rose on deck.

“I’ll have you sued!! This suit costs more than your life!” He snarls, Aglaé barring her teeth.

“It definitely costs more than your sorry life!!” She shouts back.

“Penny!! Where is Jagged, we’re leaving!”

“I was trying to find him! I thought he’d be—“

“Go jump in the river you tyrant!!” Aglaé screams, pulling against her friends and making Bob stumble back.

“Whatever! We’re looking somewhere else!” He yelps, Penny joining him, giving Aglaé a look of confusion and worry.

“What happened?” Luka asks, coming over to the scene. Marinette and Rose let go of Aglaé, who snarls at the back of Bob Roth.

“Just tossing out the trash.” She snarls, Rose shrugging.

“Miss Penny had come up here asking for Jagged Stone, so we directed her to you. Mr. Roth showed up a few minutes later, looking for her, and we were about to do the same, when Aglaé literally jumped on him!”

“She nearly tore through his suit.” Juleka adds in a whisper, Luka looking towards Aglaé, who was talking with her machine, Racecar.

“Aglaé? Do you want to talk in my cabin?” Aglaé looks over with surprise.

“Uh… sure, what do you need?” He motions her to the cabin, and Aglaé sits on his bed, her demeanor the same as it usually was.

“Why did you attack Bob Roth? He’s a big time album producer.” Aglaé rolls her eyes.

“He’s a Supreme Loyalist. There are so many Jagged songs where he just disses him.” She says in a huff. “Mo… Mylene would always say that Rose wanted ‘throw mud at Bob Roth’ written on her gr— I mean… on her… microphone...” She slowly trails off, wincing at her mistake.

“Strange. My father has a contract with him, I wonder why he’d hate him so much.” Aglaé shrugs.

“Plenty of reasons! He’s a snake, that’s what dad always says. He says ‘never sign anything without me, I know how to get invisible ink to show up’. I don’t really know how he does it.” Aglaé quotes, reminiscing. Luka nods, somewhat understanding.

“He tricks people with contracts then, right? Penny and my mom taught me a bit about them, since I wanna persue music.” Aglaé nods.

“I guess so.” Luka nods, pulling out his phone and typing something.

“I wonder why Rose would hate him, though. We probably won’t get big enough for him to even notice us.” Aglaé shrugs again as Luka scrolls his phone, putting it down to hear her answer.

“No idea.”

“We’ll watch out for him, okay?” Aglaé nods, and goes to leave, Luka grabbing her arm.

“Wait.”

“Hm?” She pulls away from his grasp, but doesn’t move.

“I…. I can’t stop thinking… what if Monarch finds out? About me knowing— about you knowing?” Aglaé scoffs.

“I know how to kill those pests.”

“I don’t.” Aglaé gives him a look of sympathy.

“You’re like… the most chill person I know, you’ve got a good grasp of your emotions. Besides, he can only really get into your head if you let him.” Luka nods, standing.

“You’re right. I can’t let fear of an unknown drive me.”

“See? In tune with your emotions.”

They go up to the deck, and freeze as they see Bob Roth talking with Rose and Juleka. Aglaé grits her teeth as Bob glances over at them. His face lights up as he sees Luka.

“There’s the man of the hour! The Lead Bandmate!” He gushes, Luka deepening his frown.

“Rose does the vocals, so technically she’s the Lead.” He states, Bob waving a hand.

“Whatever— I was just talking to your group, I want to sign a contract with you!” He smiles, Aglaé clenching her fists. Luka remains calm.

“Last time you tried that, it didn’t go well.” Bob frowns a little.

“Yes, well, I’ve changed! I want to do better by you all, so I’m offering a new contract! One that’ll make your band rich!” Juleka comes over after Luka gives her a look.

“I let him on just to hear him out.” She explains in a hushed voice, Luka nodding.

“Let me talk to the band.” Bob nods with a sweet smile as he joins his friends. He kept a hold of Aglaé’s hoodie sleeve.

“Well?”

“I think we should give it a try!”

“We could be famous!”

“It would help us get cooler instruments I guess..” Luka nods, turning to Bob.

“Alright.” Aglaé looks at him with shock, but he puts a hand up, stopping her from speaking. “We’ll need a Legal Guardian to look over the contracts.” Bob’s smile freezes, and he blinks a couple of times.

“…. You what?”

“I mean…. We’re all minors, under eighteen. French Law says we aren’t legally capable.” He explains with a shrug, “Should be fine, though, right?” Bob stutters, Aglaé smirking.

“Hey, Penny, could you call my dad for me?” Penny, who was staring wide eyed at the situation, nods swiftly.

Jagged comes onto the deck mere seconds later.

“What’s up? You need something from your cool dad?” Luka smiles, turning to Bob, who was sweating.

“Yeah, actually. I need you to look through a contract Bob Roth wants us to sign. He says it’ll be great for our band.” Jagged turns slowly towards Bob, who smiles weakly.

“Hand it over, then.” He says in a low voice, Bob stuttering even more.

“Y’know, let’s just forget about contracts! It’s just a hassle!” Jagged thinks, then nods.

“Y’know what, they are, aren’t they?” He snaps his fingers, and Penny hands him a piece of paper. “I quit.” He shoves his own contract into Bob’s chest, and Luka waves to his mom, who excitedly grabs him, throwing him off the ship one last time.

——

Aglaé Missteps

Aglaé had volunteered to clean the Art Room the Lila had trashed, because technically she had added to it. It was during lunch break, so she didn’t mind. Any reason to not have to be close to Lila she would take. It would’ve made sense for Lila to clean the mess up, but she had manipulated her way out of it, of course.

Aglaé walks into the room and sees Marc at a table, looking over the pieces that were covered in paint. Nathaniel was on the floor, scrubbing paint. She goes over to Marc.

“What’re you doing?”

“I’m just trying to see what I can salvage, I guess.” He shrugs, turning a giving her a hand. “I’m Marc, by the way.”

“Aglaé. Are these your class’ pieces?” She asks, Marc nodding.

“Yeah, unfortunately. But, they trust me to fix the projects any way I can.” He says.

“I see. Nathaniel would probably be helpful with color matching.” She says, going over to the closet and grabbing cleaning supplies. Nathaniel blushes at the praise, Marc lighting up.

“Yeah, he’s great! I’m so glad your cousin connected us, we’re even thinking of making a comic together!” He gushes, Nathaniel smiling at him.

“What’s it about?”

“I-It’s not much… just some concepts… but we want it to include knights.” Aglaé smiles to herself, mopping up her area.

“I remember that one.” She sighs, remembering when the two would dress up to reenact the story. She looks over to both of them staring. “I— I mean, Marinette told me that you were brainstorming ideas! She gave you some too, right?” Marc smiles and nods.

“She mainly gave us pointers on character design.”

—

The first day of school was definitely the most shocking to Aglaé, while the second was probably the most embarrassing.

It started right as school began, when Ms. Bustier started attendance.

“Aglaé?” Aglae immediately stands, her hands at her side stiffly.

“Accounted for!” She declares. She glances down at Marinette, who was looking at her with surprise and confusion. She immediately sits down, feeling other eyes on her.

“I’m guessing that’s not normal here?” She whispers with embarrassment, Marinette shaking her head and patting her back sympathetically as she pulls her hood over her head.

Later that same day, Aglaé gets another shock, catching a glimpse of Marinette’s notebook.

“Wow… these are so pretty.” She murmurs, flipping through the pages. Marinette smiles.

“I can show you the one I’m working on!” She offers, flipping to her latest design. “I just need to get the right fabric.” Aglaé looks at her with big eyes.

“You make these? Like… for fun?” Marinette stares at her, then nods slowly.

“Yeah, it’s a hobby of mine…”

“Wow… I didn’t know you could make those for fun.”

“Surely there are clothes stores in the future.” Marinette scoffs, Aglaé nodding.

“Yeah, but it’s all Agreste brand, white and boring. No personality, since it’s considered rebelling.” She waves a hand, Marinette giving her bug eyes.

“That’s… unnerving.”

As Aglaé and Marinette come towards the park, they see Mylene and Ivan already there, setting up to plant the community garden. Marinette calls out to them, waving, and Iven waves back. Beside her, Aglaé nearly jumps in her skin, stopping in her tracks. After a second, she inhales deeply and shakes her head.

“What was that about?” Marinette asks as they start walking again.

“I keep forgetting Ivan has his left arm now.” She admits, Marinette’s mouth hanging open.

“WHAT?”

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Chloe

Aglaé watches with bewilderment as Chloe goes on a tyrade once more. She was furious that Adrien and Marinette had gotten closer.

“My daddy will hear about this!! You’ll be expelled, Mari-trash!” Aglaé gives Marinette a look of confusion.

“I didn’t know Damocles was Chloe’s dad.” She whispers.

“Chloe’s dad is the mayor.” She murmurs, hiding her head. Aglaé rolls her eyes, and stands abruptly. She was tired of Bustier’s mediocre attempts at calming the situation.

“Chloe, could you please just go sit down and be quiet?” She demands, making Chloe stop and glare towards her direction.

“Oh, Marinette’s little shadow. Do you want to be expelled too?!” She snarls, Aglaé scoffing.

“How exactly can you get us expelled?” She challenges, Chloe raising her phone.

“My daddy is the Mayor—!”

“So?” Chloe grows red in the face.

“He’ll force the principal! If that utterly ridiculous principal doesn’t, he’ll be expelled too!” She cackles. Aglaé stands up straighter, clearing her throat.

“That would be considered a misapplication of law on the basis of erroneous classification of facts.” She recites. Though Bustier was no longer the mayor in her time, she was an extraordinary teacher to her. Her lessons in the secrecy of the Rebellion were focused on the legal ways of breaking down power. Chloe just stares at her, the redness in her face was replaced with a baffled one.

“What did you just call me?!” She accuses, Aglaé rolling her eyes.

“It’s unlawful for the Mayor to dismiss a principal for no reason.” She repeats slower, Chloe’s mouth opening and closing like a fish.

“So… yeah. Good luck with expelling us for no reason. Also, good luck making a reason, since you’ve shouted to the whole class your intentions, anything you come up with would obviously be set up.” She glances around at the silent class, and sits down. “I’m sorry for speaking out of turn and disrupting the class, Ms. Bustier.”

“You’re…. Quite alright, Aglaé… Chloe, please sit down, I don’t want another outburst from you.” Chloe sputters, but finally sits down, grumbling to herself.

Later, during lunch, she had a group surrounding her.

“Are you serious about that law thing you said? It’s real?” Rose asks, Aglaé nodding.

“Do you know a lot about Law? Who taught you?” Max asks.

“Er… I know some stuff. Mostly rights concerning civilians, and how to legally protect yourself.”

“Why do you need to know that sorta stuff? We’re in middle school, we don’t gotta worry about that junk.” Kim scoffs, Aglaé rolling her eyes.

“Thinking like that and it’ll lead to people like Chloe pushing you around.” She points out, Kim shrugging.

“I still think it’s a silly thing to worry about.” Aglaé catches Lila and Chloe talking in a far corner, and her stomach drops as she sees Lila turn, coming straight to them. She focuses back on the group.

“That’s fair, most of the stuff I learn doesn’t actually affect us anyway, since we’re minors, but it’s fun to learn about.” Lila joins the group next to Kim, no one taking notice except for Aglaé.

“What else can you tell us? Anything that would help against Chloe’s bullying?” Mylene asks, Aglaé turning her focus.

“Hm… I dunno…”

“If you’re having bullying problems, why not talk to an adult? Chloe’s never been sent to the office for such a thing before…” Lila points out, Mylene glancing away.

“Her father is the Mayor, there isn’t much we can do against her.” Ivan grumbles, crossing his arms.

“Eh, that’s not really true. The Mayor of Paris doesn’t do much on the civilian level.” Aglaé shrugs, the group once more latching onto her.

“What do you mean?”

“The Mayor is mainly responsible for management of the city, like its ordinances, and can only really send in suggestions to the Council of Paris.” She explains, “Mayors also appoint higher ups to their positions, like city officers and such, they make sure there are people representing all areas.”

“If the mayor appointed the principal, can’t he just.. unappoint him too? I mean… if he’s not handling the bullying, shouldn’t there be someone better in his place?” Lila interferes again. “But, honestly, it kinda sounds like you guys are being bullies to Chloe… ganging up and gossiping about her dad’s job.” The jab hit some people, who glance away, or start mumbling apologies.

“I’m just sharing the knowledge I know. If you don’t want to hear it, you’re free to leave. Curiosity on a subject isn’t harmful to anyone.” Aglaé stabs back, Lila frowning.

“You’re trying to exclude me just for voicing my opinion?” She whimpers, the group now looking between the two.

“I thought your tinnitus was healed, but I can repeat myself. I said you’re free to leave, I don’t care if you stay or go. We’re getting off topic— anything else you guys wanna know?” She brushes off Lila’s attempts for sympathy points, making her scowl.

“It’s awful strange how you know so much about protecting yourself with the law… are you in some sort of legal trouble? Why not let the adults worry about big politics… unless you don’t trust them for some reason.” She plants seed of doubt, Aglaé puffing out hot air.

“Asking if someone is in legal trouble is pretty intrusive and rude, don’t you think?” Lila immediately pulls out the tears.

“I’m just curious! You wanted us to ask questions! Why are you suddenly targeting me?” She whines, Kim patting her bad sympathetically.

“Lila’s really talkative when something interests her, she just wants to feel included.” He says, Aglaé huffing.

“If she didn’t want me to ‘target her’, maybe she shouldn’t be asking targeted questions. Y’know, like trying to make it seem like I’m a criminal or something?” She counters, “Also, pretty sure she can talk for herself.” The group had dwindled by now, either by boredom or to get food.

“I never said anything like that! You’re putting words in my mouth!” Lila cries.

“Like you did less than ten seconds ago? When you said I was excluding you?” She pushes.

“Aglaé, if you’d like, I’d love to talk to you more about Law. Markov voiced his interest, and it would be cool to add it to his knowledge.” Max intervenes, breaking the tension. Aglaé smiles warmly.

“Sure, I’d love to!” She smiles, leaving Lila and Kim to go sit with him instead. Lila clenches her fists and storms away.

——

Secrets

The heroes were in the middle of an Akuma attack. Ladybug had called Minotaurox, but even the four of them weren’t enough. The villain seemed to be appearing in places randomly, the heroes unable to keep up.

“Ughhh.” Aglaé groans, collapsing on a rooftop next to Minotaurox. “I wish Mylene was here.” Ladybug, from beside Minotaurox, immediately makes an X motion.

“Why?” He asks, Aglaé blinking owlishly.

“Er…. She’s good moral support?” Minotaurox nods with a smile.

“Definitely.”

That night, Marinette gives Aglaé another lecture on their secret identities.

“I thought they knew each other’s identities! They’re a couple, right?”

“Yes, but that doesn’t change anything!”

“Alya and Nino know each other’s identity.” She points out, Marinette sighing.

“That’s because Alya’s stubborn.” She grits out, Aglaé falling back in her chair and crossing her arms.

“Nath and Marc knew each other too, you sure make a lot of exceptions.” Marinette goes quiet, staring at her with bug eyes. She glances over and grimaces.

“Ohhhh… has that not happened yet?” She picks her jaw up off the floor.

“Who else knows each other’s identity?!” Aglaé avoids her gaze.

“Y’know, that fight wore me out, I should really get to bed.” She says quickly, gettingsa up and rushing to the steps.

“Aglaé!”

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Chloe 2 electric boogaloo

Chloe, right after class, slams a hand on Aglae’s desk before she could leave.

“Nu uh, Mari-Shadow. You aren’t leaving yet.” Aglae looks up at her with a glare for a split second, before dropping her face to a slightly scared look.

“Do you need something? Marinette’s Class Rep, she’d be bet—“

“You humiliated me yesterday, so today, you’re going to pay!” She snarls. “Or I’ll get my daddy to shut down that ridiculous bakery for health problems!” She threatens. Sabrina was keeping Ms. Bustier busy, and Marinette was talking with Adrien outside. They were alone.

“P—Please don’t! I’ll do anything!” She begs, Chloe smirking as Aglaé grabs her water bottle.

“Good! I want you to start doing my History homework. Since Sabrina isn’t great at it, and you like Law so much!” She cackles, Aglaé nodding, unscrewing the lid of her water bottle ever so slowly.

“A—Alright… just please don’t hurt the bakery..” Chloe smirks triumphantly, and steps back, crossing her arms with a smirk.

“Good. SABRINA, we’re leav—“ Aglaé drenches herself from the top of her head with water, dropping the bottle on the ground in front of Chloe right as the door handle turns. Chloe’s eyes widen with confusion right as Ms. Bustier walks in. Aglaé cries out, trying to dry herself.

“Chloe! What did you do?!” She accuses, Chloe fumbling.

“I— Wh— NOTHING!! This ridiculous girl just poured water on herself!” She shouts, Bustier helping Aglaé up.

“That is a poor lie, Chloe. Meet me in the principal’s office at once.”

“I’m not lying!!”

“Aglaé, dear, can you tell me what happened?” Aglaé coughs a sob, rubbing her eyes.

“I- I was gonna j-join Marinette outside, but Chloe said she needed something, so I stayed… she s-said she was gonna have the B-Bakery closed down, and then she grabbed my water b-bottle and… and now I’m all wet!” She sobs, Bustier glaring towards Chloe.

“To the principal. Now!” She demands, Chloe grumbling, and grabbing her bag, leaving the school instead. Bustier comes out of the class with Aglaé, Marinette and a handful of students witnessing her drenched in water. They immediately rush to ask questions and comfort her. Lila watches from behind the crowd, glaring.

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So, I saw this:

Post by @nionom-art

💬 8  🔁 8  ❤️ 113 · Thinking about an AU where Master Fu was more cautious/more paranoid and didn’t put the Ladybug and Black Cat into circul

And I instantly had multiple ideas 😅 @nionom-art you wanted to read it, so here we are :3 You should check the comments too, there are lots of people with awesome ideas!

Art first!! The comments brought up a really good point with having the Dog Miraculous be utilized sooner, so I gave it to Alya! I couldn’t decide between the Goat and Rooster for Marinette, so you get both designs!

Now, for the writing I’ve done so far!

Instead of the Black Cat and

Marinette- Rooster

Adrien- Tiger

Rooster:

Miss Miracle

“Sunrise”/“Sunset”

- The Rooster has the ability of “New Day”, which undoes the damage of the fight

- Marinette has to use her deduction skills and abilities to figure out what power would be best used in the situation. Sometimes, it’s wrong, and she must adapt

- Marinette can use the feathers on her suit to float/glide

Tiger:

Grand Tigre or Tigre Blanc

“Stripes on”/“Stripes off”

- The ability of the Tiger can be used with any body part (kicks or punches)

- The Tiger’s power can break anything, but not dissolve them like the Catacylsm

- The spikes on the weapon can retract the spikes

OR

Marinette- Goat

“Bleat it”/“Horns away”

Lady Chévre

———

“Master!” Wayzz panics, Fu shooting him a look, the patient turning his head.

“Did you say something?”

“It uh.. must have been your mind processing the effects of the procedure. I have not said anything.” He lies, standing, “That must mean you are not ready for the next steps at this moment, that is fine. Come back in two days, when the effects have settled.” He pushes the client out of the shop, slamming the door with a sigh.

“Wayzz! You know better than—“

“Master! I have sensed the Butterfly Miraculous being activated… there’s a feeling of darkness shrouding his location.” Fu narrows his eyes with worry, rushing towards the Miracle Box.

“We must take action at once. If a Miraculous is used for evil, it can only lead to ruin.” He raises his arm, and Wayzz gives him a worried look.

“Master! You are far too old for this!” Fu glares at him, and Wayzz puts his hands up in defense, “I mean— we do not know our enemy! They might be able to overpower you!” He sighs, nodding.

“You’re right as always, Wayzz…” He opens the Miracle Box instead, and reaches towards the Ladybug and Black Cat, but again Wayzz flies in front of him.

“Master, are you sure that bringing them into the situation is needed? We should not show our hand at the power we have.” Fu nods, reaching his hand for two others.

“We must still have two, so there is a balance of power.”

The heroes are the same, but their powers are different. How will Hawkmoth react, when his prizes are no where in sight? How will the heroes overcome the obstacles in their way? How will dynamics change when the heroes have new mentors?

———

Miss Miracle stares at the Butterfly in front of them. It was still corrupted, Ivan was still a rock monster.

“My Kwami said that there’s no way to purify the Butterfly. Either Hawkmoth has to release its power or..”

“We have to destroy it.” She whispers sadly. Grand Tigre nods at her.

“Yeah.”

“How?”

“My claws. That’s what my Kwami says… you don’t have to do it.”

“But, you do.” She replies with sympathy, Gand Tigre shrugging.

“If it helps save people,” He says, swiping the butterfly in half, and making it dissolve, “I can handle the burden.” Beside them, Ivan returns to normal, and the two breathe a sigh of relief. Miracle smiles, lifting her pen and clicking it, bright colors and feathers exploding out of it.

“New Day!” She exclaims as the colors disperse, fixing the destroyed buildings and roads.

———

Adrien smiles at the footage of them in action, mainly focusing on Miss Miracle.

“She’s so brilliant, and we’ve only just started.” He murmurs, lost in thought. Roaar lifts his head.

“Brain is nothing without brawn! You’ve gotta give yourself credit too!” Adrien nods, petting his head.

“Yeah, I know. You’re power is so amazing, I’m honored you chose me to wield it.” Roaar puts his hands on his hips, glaring.

“It’s not my power, my power only works with people who are strong willed, and brave! Your power is amazing!” Adrien chuckles, turning towards the tv, just to have Roaar come up to him. “Say it!”

“Say what?”

“Say that you’re amazing!” Adrien sighs with a smile.

“Alright, alright, I’m amazing, okay?” Roaar smiles with content, laying next to him once more.

The door opens, and Natalie enters. Adrien pauses the tv, which Natalie scowls at for a split second, then turns to Adrien.

“Adrien, your father has requested you.” Adrien nods, Roaar disappearing into his jacket.

Natalie leaves him in front of the large doors, which always made him feel small.

“Your father requests you? Why doesn’t he come talk to you?” Roaar asks from his jacket, Adrien shushing him, and pushing the door open.

“You called, father?”

“I was informed that you snuck out to school.” Adrien glares down, clenching his fists.

“Yes, father, I did.”

“You know my rulings, Adrien. You are not going to school.”

“But, father, please! I feel trapped here, I want to make friends!” Gabriel looks up from his computer with a piercing glare, Adrien looking down.

“You are a professional model, any “friends” you make will only be aimed towards money, and fame. You have the best tutors I could find, you should be grateful I don’t just put you online.” Adrien nods, Gabriel huffing. “You will not bring this up again.” He nods once more, leaving to his room. Roaar jumps out of his jacket, rage flowing through him.

“How dare you let him speak to you that way!!”

“My father knows what’s best.” Adrien responds, turning off the tv.

“How could he?? He barely looked at you! How could he know what’s best for you when he can’t even call you himself??” Adrien clenches his fists, collapsing on the couch.

“He’s a busy man, Roaar, you don’t understand.” Roaar glares.

“No, I don’t! You want to do something, something important to you! He wants to keep you caged, he wants you to model, but won’t let you go to school?? You can’t cage a tiger!” He rambles, buzzing around the room with agitation. “He can’t just take take take and not give!” Adrien untenses as he thinks, his eyes narrowing.

“Yeah… yeah why should I do what he wants, when he won’t do what I want?” Roaar nods.

“Exactly!! Free your tiger! You deserve to do whatever you want to do!” Adrien stands, smiling bravely.

“You’re right! I should go back and talk to him! I won’t let him just tell me what to do!” He strides to the door, but stops as he reaches for the handle.

“Are you okay?”

“I…. I can’t.” He musters, Roaar giving him a look of sympathy after seeing his face.

“Alright, that’s okay! We… we can talk to that woman, the one with the glasses!” He compromises, Adrien pulling his door open and nodding.

“Right… right. Yeah, she’ll talk to him.” He goes to her office, knocking on the door.

“Natalie? I need to talk to you.” Natalie opens the door, slightly surprised.

“Yes?”

“I want you to send a message to my father.” Natalie narrows her eyes slightly, but doesn’t say anything. “Tell him that I won’t be modeling for him anymore, unless I can go to school.” Her eyes widen, but Adrien speed walks away before she can respond.

The next day, without a word from his father, Natalie wakes him up for school.

——

Marinette grumbles to herself as she sneaks into her neighbor’s yard.

“If it is too much work, you do not need to trouble yourself.” Orriko whispers, Marinette shaking her head, and peeking into the coop.

“If your favorite food is feathers, I’m getting you feathers.” She whispers back confidently. She reaches her hand in ever so carefully…

And then she trips and falls into the coop.

Chaos erupts as birds awaken and panic, feathers and claws going every which way, all Marinette could do was feebly cover her head.

Luckily, since the chickens knew her— her family would buy eggs from them if they needed them short notice— the birds settled quickly, allowing Marinette too slowly lift herself out of the coop, apologizing quietly at every move.

When they get home, Orriko collects the feathers from her hair, putting them in a drawer.

“Well! At least I got you lots of feathers.” She jokes, Orriko giggling.

“You are very reckless, Marinette.” He chuckles, Marinette smiling bashfully.

“Nah, just really clumsy.” She admits, Orriko patting her head.

———

Miss Miracle and Grand Tigre both stand in shock at the swarm of butterflies in front of them. They had just defeated a second Akuma, which triggered the swarm. It quickly morphs into a face, which glares at the two heroes.

“I am Hawkmoth. I warn you, I will continue to harass Paris until you bring me the Ladybug and Black Cat Miraculous. Your subpar powers are no match for me, and soon, the city will be thrown into ruin. You have been warned, the destruction of the city lays in your hands.” The butterfly swarm disperses, the butterflies losing their purple aura.

Miss Miracle and Grand Tigre exchange looks.

“Your miraculous is a tiger, though… not a black cat, right?” Grand nods, crossing his arms.

“Strange… whoever gave us these miraculous must have the ladybug and black cat. But.. what does Hawkmoth want with those two?”

“I’m not sure, but I know for sure that we aren’t subpar! We defeated two of his monsters already!! If he’s too afraid to show his face to “subpar powers”, he’ll never be able win!” Grand says confidently, Miss nodding.

“Yeah! Bring it on, Hawkmoth! Whatever you throw at us, we’ll always be here to clean up the mess you make!” She shouts, raising her pen and clicking it, “New Day!”

[clouded-chaos]

Natural Luck 3

Adrien groans as Natalie comes in with yet another legal document, this time sent from Audrey, demanding that he visit her. Mastenette had just finished making pancakes— ones he actually enjoyed— and he had been looking forward to a day without any noise.

“Why can’t they just leave me alone.” He grumbles, stabbing a pancake with annoyance. Mastenette finishes drying her hands as she peaks to look at the request.

“It’s from Audrey this time?” Natalie nods, and Mastenette smiles. “I’ve actually needed to talk to her.” Adrien gives her a weird look.

“Why?” Mastenette sits down.

“With both Audrey and André being locked away for who knows how long, both Chloé and Zoé don’t have anywhere to go.” She explains, stealing a piece of strawberry.

“What’s that got to do with us?” He asks, putting his fork in between the rest of his strawberries and her, making her smile.

“I know for a fact that both girls turn out… not well with the role models they have currently. If it’s alright with you, I’d like to start steering them in the right direction.” Adrien’s face contorts through a series of emotions.

“So… you want them to be sent here?” Mastenette nods.

“I get that adding two more people would be a little crowded… but, you and Chloé were friends once. Maybe bringing her to a place that’s more accepting would help her be better.” She explains, Adrien thinking as he eats.

“Alright… but I doubt Chloé will like Zoé being near her. I doubt Zoé would like it either.” Mastenette chuckles and nods.

“That’s true. I know Sabrina has an empty room, she used to host foreign exchange students.” Adrien nods.

“Okay…. yeah, okay. If you think it’s what’s best, I’ll trust you.” Natalie steps in.

“It’s your home, Adrien. Nothing has to happen if you don’t want it to.” Mastenette immediately nods in agreement, but Adrien shakes his head.

“I want Chloé to be like she used to be.. back when we were friends. I want to help her.”

So, after forging a few documents, Mastenette accompanies Adrien to Audrey’s visit, acting as one of his Lawyers. Audrey scowls when she sees Adrien.

“May I ask why you called me here?” Adrien starts, Audrey scowling.

“I would like to know how you defied us and your father, and I demand that you clear my name immediately.” Adrien narrows his eyes.

“I won’t be clearing your name.” He replies, Audrey scowling more.

“You will, or I’ll drive your father’s company to the ground. You don’t mess with money, boy, not when you don’t know who’s behind it.” She snarls. Mastenette moves in.

“If you’re done threatening Mr. Agreste, we’d like to go over a few things as well.” Audrey’s eyes widen with slight confusion.

“How could you possibly want more from me?”

“It’s regarding your two daughters, and the custody of them.” Audrey sits up straighter. “With both you and your husband in jail, they would go to the next adult blood relative, which would be Noé. Though, records show that he hasn’t been sighted in the last few months. All other blood relatives we could track had no desire to house the two, which means they would be put through the Foster Program.” She explains, pulling out some relevant paperwork. “They wouldn’t have access to your company until they are eighteen, according to the paperwork you drafted. Their portion of the company would also be partially owned by their guardian. Which would change with your current situation.” Audrey grits her teeth.

“That’s old paperwork! Obviously I meant it to be partially owned by me!”

“Unfortunately, it only states as Guardian, and there are no updated records to dismiss these. But, we would like to propose a solution to you.” She narrows her eyes as Mastenette takes out another piece of paper.

“The Agreste estate would like to take over legal guardianship of both girls, as well as have you transfer your whole company over to them when they turn eighteen.” Audrey gasps, putting a hand to her chest.

“The audacity!! This is utterly ridiculous!!” Mastenette nods, but continues.

“The sentence for both of you would most likely be twenty-five to life, even with the lowest sentencing, both girls would be of age to have a portion of the company. If you were to transfer ownership, the business wouldn’t be tarnished by this situation, while staying in the Bourgeois family name.”

“Noé will be the only one I transfer ownership to.” She growls.

“And if he appears, you may do that. But, he has yet to appear, and the time you have to transfer the title before you are locked out is growing slimmer. If they keep access to the company, if you’re ever offered bail, that money could serve you well.” Audrey crosses her arms. “If the girls were to be put in the Foster Care system, they would either be under the guardianship of a stranger, who would then have access to your company, or the system would gain access when they turned eighteen, turning the funds into public accounts.” Audrey thinks while gritting her teeth.

“….. Very well. But, if Noé returns, my company title will go to him.”

“And the girls guardianship? Will he take over for that as well?” Audrey rolls her eyes.

“I highly doubt it. They’re only useful now for their portions, but once Noé is in charge of the company, he can write new documentation. Chloé is utterly pathetic and useless, she couldn’t even gain a leadership role at her school. Zoé is a sorry excuse for a daughter, letting others push her around. Neither are fit to be in the company.” Adrien clenches his fists, Mastenette putting a hand on his shoulder.

“So, if Noé returns, you’ll sign your company title over to him, but I’m in an understanding that if he doesn’t, the Agreste estate will continue to have guardianship over the girls?”

“Yes, fine. I need the money to get out of this dump as soon as I’m able.” She grumbles with a wave of her hand. Mastenette smiles sickly sweet at her.

“Alright, I’ll straighten things out with your lawyer. Good day.” Audrey’s eyes flash.

“Wait! I still want to know how you betrayed us, Adrien! Your father assured us you couldn’t.” Mastenette leads him towards the door before he could reply.

“That’s unfortunately all the time we have, Mrs. Bourgeois.” She says simply, closing the door behind her. Adrien takes in a shaken breath, clenching and unclenching his fists.

“That was… really scary..” He murmurs, Mastenette nodding. “Who’s Noé? What’s he got to do with her company?”

“I’m not entirely sure. From what I’ve gathered in my time, he was a senti-monster made after Audrey found both her daughters achievements to be subpar. He would have taken over the company under the ruling of Audrey and the Kingdom. But, when Supreme made her Wish, all senti-monsters made before the Wish disappeared.” Adrien gives her a weird look.

“But… I.. future me.. didn’t die.” Mastenette nods.

“Neither Adrien or I really know why. The Grimwar doesn’t seem to have answers either.” Adrien nods slowly.

“So… if Noé doesn’t disappear in this time, does that mean he’ll be coming for the company?”

“Most likely, yes, but I don’t care about her filthy money. I wanted confirmation that their custody would go to us, no matter the situation of the company.”

“Oh, I see.”

They head back to the house, Marinette running over and hugging him tightly.

“Are you okay?? Did she threaten you??”

“I’m okay, it all went fine. She tried to, but it’s fine.” He reassures her, turning to Mastenette. “If Noé was made to be part of The Kingdom, does that mean he’ll go after me?” Mastenette sighs, rubbing the back of her neck.

“Most likely, unfortunately. But, he’s the only active member currently. Plus, he’d be against a whole superhero force if he tried anything.” Adrien gives a confident nod.

“I wanna show you something, Adrien, I’ve been working on it all day now.” Marinette smiles, leading him outside. “We gotta go to my house. Uhh.. older me, you can join us too, if you want.” Mastenette nods.

“We’ve gotta come up with some sort of nickname.” She chuckles, following the two out.

“I’ve decided to let the Kwamis choose their holders, so they aren’t in one place, and so another Monarch situation doesn’t happen.” Marinette explains when they get to her room, handing each Kwami a box with their Miraculous.

“There are rules though. I’ve got to know the Holders identity, and the Kwamis are free to leave at any point.” Mastenette smiles.

“Wow, you dicphered that part already? It took me years.” In the section of the Grimwar labeled “Guardian” there was a section that laid out the spell a Guardian can use to enforce rules over a holder.

“Adrien helped a ton. Anyway, I wanted to ask if you wanted a Miraculous? I mean… I definitely trust myself more than anyone.” She chuckles, Mastenette smiling sadly.

“I don’t need one… Tikki was my Kwami, and I wouldn’t ever take her from you.” Marinette’s eyes widen.

“Y-You’re right, I’m so sorry! It must feel awful to see Tikki with me! I didn’t realize—“

“It’s alright, Mini! I’m the happiest I’ve been in decades, because I get to see Tikki thriving with a better version of myself.” She says with a smile, Marinette smiling a little too.

“I think you’re a far better version than I am.” She counters, turning back to the Kwamis and clapping her hands.

“Alright, you guys! Where would you like to go?” Some Kwamis immediately knew their holders, like Trixx with Alya, Roaar with Juleka, Stompp with Ivan, Longg with Kagami, and Sass with Luka. Others were hesitant to go to their past holders, unsure of their personalities outside of heroism, like Barkk towards Sabrina, Mullo towards Mylene, Orriko towards Marc, Xuppu with Kim, Wayzz towards Nino, Daizzi towards Rose or Kaalki towards Max. Duusuu, Nooroo and Ziggy didn’t have any ideas for their holders.

Well, Ziggy had two. She was hugging Aglaé’s head.

“I really like hanging out with you Aglaé, but Nathaniel is… oh, he’s so sweet and inspiring!” She gushes, conflicted. “Can’t I chose you both?!” Aglaé chuckles, cupping her in her hand.

“You can always visit me, you know where I am. You and Nathaniel are destined to be partners. You two are a team.” She smiles, butting foreheads with her. She nods, hugging her once more, and retrieving her box. Aglaé looks over to Nooroo, who just stared down at his jewelry.

“Hey.” She smiles softly, picking up the brooch. Nooroo looks up at her with big, shining eyes. “Will you allow me to be your holder?” Nooroo’s face breaks into a relieved smile, flying up to her and dancing around her head.

“I’d love that! I’d be honored to call you my holder!” He beams, Aglaé smiling just as bright.

Meanwhile, while the other Kwamis had gone to their holders— some to see how they act in reality, while others go to immediately reconnect— Pollen stayed at the desk, looking up at Marinette while trying to think of how to ask his question.

“Pollen? What’s up? Don’t you want to go to Zoé?” Pollen nods, but then shakes his head.

“Well, I um… I wanted to ask you for a favor, my Queen.” He asks meekly, Marinette putting her full attention on him.

“What’s up?”

“I…. would like Chloé to be my holder.” Marinette’s eyebrows shoot up, but he continues before she can say anything, “But— not give her access to my Miraculous! I would… I want to help her. She was so… so close to being a good person when she had me… I want her to succeed.” Marinette pulls back, leaning against her chair in thought.

“So… I’d keep your Miraculous here… but you’d be with Chloe? Would she still be your holder?” Pollen shakes his head.

“Someone else would be my holder, so Chloe would have no power over me.” Mastenette comes over, putting a hand on the chair.

“What if I was your holder, Pollen? I don’t have any need to go “hero mode”, which lets you be with Chloe.” She suggests, Marinette nodding slowly.

“Okay… alright… that way she doesn’t have any control over you… at any sign of trouble, you come right back, okay?” Marinette demands, Pollen nodding confidently and saluting.

“Thank you, my Queen!!”

In the next few weeks, the Kwamis who spied on their old holders settled in. Barkk wasn’t impressed with Sabrina’s past, or how she handled herself currently, instead finding Zoé, and taking a liking to her personality.

Xuppu was also very disappointed by how Kim presented himself, to the point he even warned Marinette that he could become a bully if unchecked. He decided to ask Oldrien, since he would be able to be closer to his bestie, Plagg. Oldrien accepted him, promising both Xuppu and Marinette that he’d take a more teachful/mentor role towards the younger heroes.

Mullo hadn’t ever questioned if Mylene was worthy of a Miraculous, they were mostly worried about themselves not being good enough for her. But, they gathered the courage to ask Mylene to be their holder once more, which she gladly accepted, missing her friend.

Wayzz felt the exact same way towards Nino, but also feared that his laid back demeanor would cause him to underperform. Though, after watching the care he has towards his friends and his hobbies, Wayzz reunited with him.

Daizzi had the most heartbreaking discovery when he tried to go back to Rose, only to find her fighting a battle with Cancer. He wanted so desperately to be there for her, to help her find escapism in her heroism, but he knew the risks. If she overextended her powers even a little, the magic would slingshot back towards her physical wellbeing. With a heavy heart, Daizzi tries to find a new holder just as perfect as Rose. He stumbles upon Mireille on accident, but instantly feels a bond.

Orriko was surprised to see how much Marc had changed. He had met a boy who was unconfident, somewhat shy, and unable to reach out. Now, he reunites with a boy so confident with himself, that he’s put his art out for the world to see, as well as put his identity out in the open as well. Orikko had come back to a phoenix that had risen from the ashes, and glowed brightly with love. Orikko didn’t hesitate to reconnect.

Kaalki, on the other hand, had left a boy confident in his abilities, and place in the world, and found a boy encased in a bubble of his own creation, too scared to even bump the walls of the enclosure, for fear of it breaking. She knew then that Max didn’t need her, and she didn’t want Max. The boy she knew had been buried in rubble, and it was up to him to climb out. Instead, surprising everyone, Kaalki found comfort in Alix. At first, Alix denied her request, wanting to keep Fluff. But, she realized she didn’t have to stay in the Burrow any longer, nor was there a need for the Rabbit Miraculous. So, she agreed to be Kaalki’s holder while keeping ahold of Fluff, promising to not use them together.

Then, there was Duusuu. At first, they were convinced they had to go back to Felix, because Felix saved them from Gabriel, but, after prodding from Marinette, it was revealed they didn’t want to go back to Felix.

“I don’t really want a holder.” Duusuu admits softly, wrapping themselves in a ball. “When I was being used while broken… everything was hazy… all I remember being passed around like a shared meal. Tossed from one soul to the next with little care for how using my power while broken affected me… Then, they turned around and blamed me for their pains. Gabriel hated me… He locked me in the dark for so long…. Until he had another person to use for his own gain… I thought when he fixed me, it would be better… but… it wasn’t…. I was barely even allowed to see Nooroo! Even when he wasn’t transformed he hated the sight of me— he’d keep me hidden and silent and… I can’t do that again!” Duusuu sobs. By now, Marinette was cradling them in her arms, trying to soothe them.

“You don’t have to. You don’t ever have to do what you don’t want to. You’ll never be trapped again.” She promises in a soft voice, rocking the small Kwami as they cried. “You can stay here, with Tikki and I, and with Aglaé and Nooroo. No one will wear your Miraculous, you can spend days eating unsold sweets late at night.” She jokes, Duusuu giggling between sniffles.

“You’re the greatest Guardian ever.” They whisper, Marinette petting their head.

Capuchin— the name Oldrien picked— smiles at the group, leaning on his staff as he does a headcount.

“Alright my Ape-prentices, welcome to heroes 101!” He quippes, Imago facepalming. Ryuko glances around, somewhat confused.

“Where is Argos?” She asks, Capuchin frowns.

“The Peacock did not want to have a holder.” Ryuko tenses her hands with nerves.

“But— Argos needs—“

“If you want to talk to the Guardian, you may.” Capuchin suggests, changing the subject, “Alright, everyone here knows the basics, five minute timer, one special power, heightened abilities. Are there questions about that?” Carapace raises his hand, Capuchin nodding towards him.

“Can we upgrade our powers like Ladybug and Chat? Ladybug makes these super epic charms now!” Capuchin nods.

“Great question! Yes, all of the Miraculous have levels of powers, but, there’s no definitive way to unlock them. You have to find your own way of unlocking your potential.” He explains, Carapace crossing his arms.

“Huh… guess I’ve got a mystery to uncover.”

“Most power doesn’t come until you’re more grown— for instance, I don’t have a timer for my Miraculous, because I’m an adult. There are certain exceptions to this. Imago doesn’t have a timer either. It has to do with your mental and physical limitations.” Rene shoots her hand up.

“That’s why LB and CN were hurt during the Monarch battle, right? They went past their limitations too early?” Capuchin nods with a bright smile.

“That’s correct! Their Miraculous reacted to their heightened mental state, and since their physical state hadn’t been prepared for that dramatic change, the magic slingshotted back into them negatively.” He explains.

“Are they okay?” Minotaurox asks, almost all the heroes were now worried or upset by the news.

“They’re perfectly fine! They didn’t use their powers for an extended period, so, only needed a few weeks of recovery. They’re training their bodies to handle their new limitations now.” The group gave a sigh of relief. Then, Lovebomb slowly raises her hand.

“It seems a lot of you have already had practice with your Miraculous… but uh.. this is my first time. Is there like… a training we have to go through?” Capuchin grins.

“Thanks for bringing that up! Yes, we’ve got some new faces! You guys probably want to practice your powers a bit, huh?” The four nod. “Remember, you can only use your power once, then you have to de-transform and give your Kwami their preferred food, which they should have mentioned.” After getting another nod, Capuchin dismisses the other heroes to either help around town, or go de-transform.

“Your weapons can also behave as transportation, like Ladybug’s yo-yo. Imago, your cane works as my staff does, it can extend or shrink on command.” Imago nods. “Dílú, you can create miniature portals that act as stepping stones. They don’t teleport you anywhere, but also don’t move, and you can only create one or two at a time.” Dílú nods confidently, going towards the edge of the roof and testing it out. It took a second to get the right image of power, but she quickly got the hang of it.

“Lovebomb, your tambourine can turn into a whip of a kind, and just like my staff, it can lengthen and shrink whenever you need it to.” She smiles and nods.

Chloé blinks at the room in front of her with slight amazement— only slight. It looked exactly like her old room.

“I tried to match your style, so you’d be more comfortable. It’s not as big as your hotel room, sorry.” Chloe rolls her eyes, walking into the room.

“There better still be room service like the hotel. I get Gabriel was a shut in and hated staff, but Adrien has his money now, he should buy people.”

“You can’t buy people, Chloe.” Mastenette informs, “There’s no room service, but you’re free to use the kitchen and any other room you need.” Chloe scoffs.

“Use the kitchen for what?”

“If you’re hungry or want to make something.” Mastenette shrugs, Chloe giving her a disgusted face.

“Ugh! I’ll just buy a personal servant myself!”

“If that’s what you prefer.” She shrugs, leaving her to her room. Chloé grumbles at the room around her, until her eyes land on a box. A box she knew well. Her heart leaps, and she sprints to the desk, opening it to be greeted by a yellow light, Pollen appearing.

“Hello, my princess!” He smiles, Chloe waving his away and picking up the box. It had no comb hairpiece.

“Where’s your Miraculous?!” She demands, Pollen frowning.

“It’s with the Guardian.”

“Then why are you here? You can’t even give me powers.”

“I’m here because I’m your friend, Chloé. I want to bond with you like we did before.” Chloe lets out a loud, frustrated, groan, flopping on her bed in defeat.

“This is all utterly ridiculous!!”

[clouded-chaos]

Natural Luck 2

I wrote a whole third part before posting this WHOOPS

Ladybug stands in front of the city with dread. Flashing lights from cameras and shouts from the crowd were making her slightly dizzy. Chat Noir takes her hand, and she smiles at him.

“People of Paris,” She starts into the microphone, the crowd silencing, “we have defeated Monarch, and successfully taken back all of the Miraculous!” The square erupts into cheers, and the flashing exellerates.

“Did you uncover his identity??”

“Has the power he possessed been destroyed??”

“What is your plan now??”

The questions tumble one after the other, Chat Noir coming forward and holding up a hand.

“We have suspicions that he was not working alone, so, for now, we will not reveal his identity. Once we figure out who else was involved, we will work with the government bodies to figure out the best course of action.” He says confidently. “We don’t have the authority to legally handle civilians, and we won’t try to. We aren’t a position of power nor will we become one with Monarch gone.” Bustier, the new Mayor, ushers them off the stage once the questions start again. Imago comes up to them with a smile.

“You guys did great!” She gushes, the two smiling.

“Chat did most the important talking. You almost seemed like a different person!” Ladybug teases, Chat Noir smiling.

“Hey, a cat’s got nine lives, that means I have nine personalities.” He jokes back. They swing away from the crowd, and detransform. Natalie was in the limo waiting for them.

“Now to find out who Gabriel was working with.” Marinette says, closing the door. Natalie looks away.

“Natalie, we won’t mention your involvement. You tried to stop him… and you’re the only family I have left.” Adrien says quietly, Natalie nodding.

“I’m still responsible for what I’ve done. But, for your sake, I’ll make it up a different way.” She promises.

“Actually, I know how you can.” Adrien says. “When I did the Reunion with Gabriel, he mentioned me being the new Diamond, and “they” would keep me safe, do you know anything about that?” Natalie nods firmly.

“The Kingdom. Gabriel created it when he started his fight for the Miraculous. They’re a group of powerful figures, who all want to make a Wish with the Miraculous.” The three gasp.

“Do you know who’s involved??” Marinette asks, Natalie nodding.

“I do. But, we can’t go after them without definitive proof, and they’ll be on high alert after what Chat Noir said. Adrien, I think it best if you act as the new Diamond, act as though you are aligned with your Father’s goals.” Adrien scowls, but sighs, nodding.

“Racecar can look through old files of Gabriel’s contacts faster than we can. If you tell me who to look for, we could probably find proof of conspiracy in a few days.” Natalie nods.

They get into the safety of the mansion, and Natalie opens a doorway to Gabriel’s secret office, where the Kingdom meets.

“Alright.” The group had gathered around the table. “Adrien is the new Diamond. The others go by aliases, but Gabriel was trusted with their identities. My father is the Stomach, Tomoe is the Machine, Audrey is the Sceptor, Soraya is the Beyond, André is the Sword, Cerise is the Mask, Amelié is the Truth, Bertraad is the Molecule, Jean is the Wall, Gine is the Pen, and Olga is the Wheel. We can’t legally do anything to Soraya, since she’s a citizen of Achu. I know that Lady Amelié is only there as a spy, we started working together when Gabriel got power hungry. Most of the members are just there for intel, and in positions that can easily manipulate. The leaders are Audrey, Tomoe and.. well.. Gabriel.”

“Are you alright with your father being outted?”

“Can we out any of them? They’re all pillars of the community! Their only crime would be conspiring with Gabriel.” Marinette points out.

“Yeah… conspiring with a terrorist. I’m pretty sure we can.” Aglaé says, Natalie nodding.

“Just their interactions with Monarch puts scrutiny on them.”

“True.”

Now, Adrien stood next to Natalie in the dark room. Surrounding them were large pillars, each with a symbol that would glow when someone spoke.

“Welcome, New Diamond. I was assured that you’ve been brought up to speed?” The Machine inquires, Adrien nodding. Though, he realizes none of them can see him.

“Yes. I am honored to uphold my Father’s legacy, and continue towards his goal.” He responds.

“Ladybug and Chat Noir say they know Monarch’s identity. Have they gone after you at all?” The Pen asks.

“No. They assume since my father sent me to London, that I had no involvement in his plans. They did question me when I returned, but I led them away.” He says confidently.

“Our main focus should be trying to find a way to lead them away from us. If they go sniffing into Gabriel, they’ll confront his business partners.” The Mask says.

“All personal investor information is under my control, no one else’s. I can also edit those documents any way I want. If they come, I can lead them even further.” Adrien promises.

“Good. We have work to do.” The meeting ends, and all that remains is The Machine.

“I would hope your father told you about our arrangement, Adrien?” Adrien couldn’t help but roll his eyes. He had seen the documents talking about his father’s “deal” with Tomoe.

“Yes. My feelings for Kagami are still strong. I will be glad to honor the deal.” The Machine logs off.

“We’re offline too.” Adrien breathes a sigh of relief.

“That… was scary.”

“You handled yourself well.”

“All those lessons Gabriel made me do actually helped.” He huffs a laugh, shielding his eyes as they enter a well lit room.

“Well?” Marinette asks.

“The others are confident I’ll keep their identities safe. They also think that I’m now the only person who can edit the documents, not that I’ve blocked them out.” Marinette smiles.

“You’re brilliant.” She comes up to him and kisses his cheek, Adrien blushing.

“I’ve gathered up lots of evidence on my end. Including documentation and video proof.” Aglaé says, pulling up a few files on her new computer.

“Perfect. We should wait a few days.”

“Why? Why not do it now, while they’re scrambling? They’ll be unprepared.”

“Or they’ll be over prepared.” Aglaé mutters.

“What can they do? They don’t have a super villain on their side anymore.” Marinette points out, Natalie shaking her head.

“They can do a lot. Not only are they powerful figure heads, some members are average citizens, who know their way around the regular systems.”

“So… which do we do? Wait, or do it now?” The three all look to Adrien, who takes a large breath in.

“The sooner we finish this, the better.” He decides.

There they were again, in front of an even larger crowd. Rene Rouge, hiding behind a building nearby, had created an illusion of Adrien in the crowd, not close to anyone. He had Gorilla and Natalie shielding him if anyone tried to touch him.

“Citizens of Paris! Not only do we have the identity of Monarch, but we also have his correspondents, as well as proof of their identities!” Ladybug shouts into the microphone. The crowds were much louder than before, hungry for answers. With Felix’s help using Once upon a Time, which he had kept since its creation, Imago could project Racecar’s footage to a large screen. It took up the whole view of the Eiffel Tower. Everyone turns to look.

First, it showed Monarch being fought by Ladybug and Chat Noir, right before he took off the Butterfly.

“Monarch’s identity was Gabriel Agreste!” Ladybug declares as the footage shows him taking it off. The crowd gasps, an uproar of paparazzi start at Adrien, who is quickly led to a car. “Adrien Agreste nor the people employed by the Agreste household knew of his identity.” She adds quickly. Chat Noir steps up.

“We’ve also secured the identities of Gabriel Agreste’s confidants, with the help of Adrien Agreste’s access to his documents.” He begins, the screen changing to flashes of different legal agreements with multiple Kingdom members, videos of Monarch speaking to members, as well as the members accepting deals from him.

All chaos erupts.

Audrey was the first to outburst, rushing their stage with rage.

“This is ridiculous!! Utterly preposterous!” Tomoe joins her.

“You heroes have an illusionist on your side, how can we be sure this isn’t her magic!?” Tomoe accuses. Rene Rouge jumps from her hiding place, taking a spot next to Ladybug.

“Because,” Rene Rouge smiles at Ladybug, who’s eyes widen in realization, “Trixx, de-transform me.” Alya opens her eyes to the crowd. There was fear, surprise, anger, and relief amongst the crowd. She points up to the screen.

“My powers don’t work when I’m not transformed! Yet there it is! Clear as day!” She shouts, the documents still flipping and the videos still playing. There was plenty of proof for all of them. There was even proof that Adrien nor Natalie were part of his scheming.

“W—Well… you’re protecting a criminal as well!” Audrey snarls, nearly getting dragged away. “Natalie was Myaura!! She helped Gabriel!!” The cameras start to question them.

“Gabriel used Natalie against her will!” Ladybug lies, “He would Akumatize her, then force her to wear a broken Miraculous!! She was nearly killed because of Gabriel! Akumatized victims never remember when they’re possessed, Natalie had no idea she was being used!” Bustier joins them on the stage after talking with the head of Police, and Council of Paris.

“Those who have been affiliated with Monarch will be held with no bail until a trial can be conducted. No money nor reason will exempt them from trial.” She declares. “To further make things just, neither Ladybug nor Chat Noir will be present in these trials, to show there is no bias.” Chat Noir goes to protest, but Ladybug stops him.

“Thank you, Mayor.” The video feed stops, and Ladybug, Chat Noir, Rene Rouge, and Imago leave the scene. Aglaé had already sent all of the evidence to Bustier through Racecar for the courts.

Felix charges into the mansion in a fury once the three return.

“Why on Earth are you covering for Natalie?? Why is she free??” He accuses. Mastenette steps forward.

“The same reason you still have the peacock, Felix.” She states, Felix faltering.

“I… I apologized for that. You know why I had to do it.”

“And we know why Natalie did what she did. We also know what your mother was up to. She’s pardoned as well, you know.” Felix screws up his face.

“My mother isn’t involved in anything.” Aglaé snorts, Felix glaring.

“She was part of the Kingdom, only as a way to keep an eye on things. She was a.. sleeper agent I guess.” He blinks, then sheepishly starts playing with his hands.

“I.. apologize. I didn’t realize. I shouldn’t have come at you with anger.” He mumbles, Mastenette smiling and coming up to him, resting a hand on his shoulder.

“It’s alright. It’s a stressful time right now, you have every right to question our decisions. Sometimes our decisions might be wrong. It’s very honorable that you’re here to question things.” Felix lights up at the praise.

[clouded-chaos]

It’s Aglaé time!!

This is a compilation of events Aglaé experienced before she time traveled.

Craps out of Luck

Aglaé vividly remembers sitting on her bed late at night, staring wide eyed and mesmerized as her fathers reenact their fairytale. Every so often, when Aglaé isn’t pretending she can’t sleep without their performance, she gets to be the bad guy. The two always ask if she would rather be a knight, but she likes “shooting them with lasers”, because they always come up with silly ways to get hit.

Back then, her home was a large room, on the very top floor, with other Rebellion members living right across the hall from hers. Lots of times, on the lower levels, new people would spend the night, or stay for a weekend. Nathaniel and Marc had named their house “hotel”, which Aglaé found very special, because no one else’s house had a name.

Nights when Marc and Nathaniel were around were rare, since they always disappeared when it started to get dark. They made it a point to call it business around Aglaé, and always left when they thought Aglaé was asleep.

Those days were quiet, and fun.

Those times didn’t last as long as they should have.

One day, they were all happy in their home, and the next, Nathaniel was gone, their home was gone, and Marc had become so distant that she thought he had gone as well. She was old enough by then to know what was going on, what her fathers and the Rebellion were doing. She was old enough to want to help, but was always shut down by Mylene and Ivan. While Marc was away, the two of them would take care of Aglaé. She got to be an observer of the Rebellion, and got to join Mylene on her restoration efforts.

Her house had gotten smaller, and even more secretive. It was a mansion now, and more often than not, they had to pretend they didn’t live there. Aglaé knew the reason now, and knew exactly how to act. There were no more late night stories about knights, she could no longer color her shirts or put stickers on her pants, or helping her fathers color their comics. Instead there was quiet days, where no one could leave the mansion, and secret classes in a basement, and white, plain clothes.

She could pinpoint the exact day that she lost her other father as well. It was a late afternoon, and Aglaé had snuck into his room— they no longer shared one, which was a huge shift for her. She had been told by Mylene that Marc was upset today, and not to bother him. So, she made a plan to make him feel better.

It took a lot of digging, but she finally finds the old costumes Nathaniel had made for them. She barely fit in her villain outfit, but she wouldn’t be playing as her anymore. Now, she’d be a knight for Marc. So, she puts on her father’s costume, and sets Marc’s aside. Then she starts to set up.

Later that evening, when Marc opened his door, he freezes in place, Aglaé looks over at him and beams, putting on her helmet.

“I made your story! Remember? We can play Jousting, like they did in chapter five!” She says, picking up Marc’s helmet too. “I made new horses, ‘cause I couldn’t find the old ones.” Marc stares at her as she comes up to him with it, smiling brightly.

Marc scowls.

“Have you been here instead of school? Does Supreme know??” He accuses, Aglaé frowning a little.

“N… No.. I’ve finished my classes today.”

“Then you should be learning with Bustier, not… playing dress up! We’re facing a real battle out there! No one has time for silly, fake stories!” He snarls, turning and slamming the door in her face. Aglaé stares at the closed door, his helmet still tightly in her grip.

It wasn’t until she was ten that she was allowed to learn to fight. Both Mylene and Ivan protested, but Aglaé was determined to help. Luckily, Marinette was thrilled by her perseverance, and started to personally train her. She was given a Mini-Markov, as well as Nooroo’s stone, and officially became a Rebellion Member.

As the banned book list grew and grew, Aglaé would spend more and more time learning with Ms. Bustier, finding that “real school” was becoming overly controlling, and skewed to favor Supreme. She became fascinated by books, especially ones that dealt with justice systems and government, along with laws and regulations.

Not going to school also meant she could dress however she wanted, since she didn’t have to worry about “stepping out of line”. Whenever she and Marinette would have conversations on fashion, the next week a new outfit with her favorite designs would appear.

It took about two years for Marc to come back to reality. Aglaé would see him go through the motions of living, but he wasn’t fully present, so Aglaé never approached him.

It was on her ninth birthday that things finally changed. She was visiting Nathaniel’s “grave”, talking about how her year had gone. She only visited him on her birthday, or his. It’s all she could handle. Deep in her heart she hoped that Nathaniel could hear her, but she doubted that. She was leaning against his leg, playing with a small goat plush that Marinette had made for his birthday. She had Racecar turned off, which meant he couldn’t warn her about the Akuma headed her way. She didn’t notice it until the butterfly had landed on the plush, and by then, it was too late.

“Hello, little one. I’m sorry for intruding, but I don’t believe I’ve seen you here before.” Supreme was in her head. Aglae quickly floods her mind with memories of her fathers before opening her eyes.

“He’s my papa.” She responds, Supreme giving her a sad look.

“I’m so sorry! That must be so hard! Were you close?”

“Sort of…. he always disappeared randomly. He never told me why.” A half truth.

“That must have been sad… I didn’t know Nathaniel had a daughter.” She says softly, “I can give you the power to bring him back, if you’d like.” Aglaé’s heart leaps, all her training for Akumas disappearing at the idea of having her father back. Having both her fathers back.

“But… you’re the one who put him here.”

“And I never would have if I knew he had a daughter. The pain you must feel is emence, and I feel horrible I put you through it! I’m a kind ruler, I won’t have families broken apart.”

“What do I have to do?”

“A simple task, really. I can give you the power to turn him back to normal, but I need you to show me where the Rebellion is.” Her training kicks in again at the mention, and she tries not to react.

“I don’t know what you mean… dad says the Rebellion ended when papa got frozen.” Supreme’s face changes to irritation, but it morphs back to sympathy.

“Are you sure? You said your dad used to disappear without telling you, has anyone else done that?” She pries, Aglaé shaking her head. “… I see. Well, I can only grant you my power if you do something for me in return…” Just then, she feels arms wrap around her, and hears her father’s voice from far away.

“Aglaé! Aglaé, I’m here, it’s okay. You’re okay.” She immediately lets go of the plush, breaking free of the butterfly’s influence. She puts a hand on Marc’s arm, and he squeezes her. “My baby girl… you’re okay, it’s okay…” Aglaé smiles as tears go to her eyes.

Her dad was back.

She leans into him, looking up at him and smiling as tears fall down her cheeks.

“It’s okay, daddy, I didn’t tell her anything.” She promises, Marc rocking her. His eyes were squeezed shut as tears escape.

“You’re so brave, my little knight. I’m so sorry I wasn’t here for you… you’re so brave.” Aglaé looks down, her throat closing.

“I- I’m sorry…” Her voice breaks as the butterfly leaves, the Akuma magic disappearing. “She said I c-could’ve brought papa back… but.. but I c-couldn’t… she wanted to use m-me to f-find you g-guys... I’m s-sor-ry. I could’ve m-mad-de you happy a-again…” She chokes out, Marc shaking his head and squeezing her again.

“It’s okay. You did everything right. You did perfect. I’m happy you’re here, and safe, that’s all I need. You make me happy. I’m so sorry I left you. I’ll never leave you again.” Aglaé turns and properly hugs him, starting to sob.

They stayed there for an hour, just hugging and crying. Surprisingly, Supreme didn’t try to Akumatize either of them. Maybe she really thought Aglaé wasn’t aware of the Rebellion, or she knew Marc would fight her. Either way, it felt good to show emotion without fear.

Years went by, and Aglaé felt like she had a family like before. She had gotten used to calling Mylene and Ivan “mother and father”, and that never seemed to disappear, even after Marc came back into her life. She had started calling Adrien “pops-corn” as a joke, but after seeing him light up, she continued to call him it. Marinette preferred Master, but since her and Adrien were married, she occasionally called her mom. And since Aglaé gave the adults nicknames, they gave her nicknames as well. Marc would call her his “little knight”, Mylene always called her “Bat Orchid”, Adrien started to call her “Pupa” when she became Marinette’s apprentice. Marinette had started calling her it without noticing, and got teased by Adrien when she finally noticed.

She had gotten comfortable in Adrien’s mansion, being able to walk around the main floors without the fear of Supreme growing suspicious. Though, her being out in the open more meant she had to follow the rules more. She had to go to school, and she had to abide by Supreme’s dress-code. She didn’t mind, since she had far more freedom at Adrien’s house than Marc’s. Adrien let her do anything she wanted, which she took advantage of every so often.

Ever since Aglaé’s ninth birthday, Marc had joined her in visiting Nathaniel. They would spend the day reading their old comics, and then visit him, talking about the year. She would find herself looking forward to Nathaniel’s birthday, even if seeing him made her sad.

Then, the day came when everything disappeared again. She had been sent out to destroy FoxCams while Adrien kept The Kingdom busy.

She hadn’t even destroyed three of them before Racecar’s Emergency Alert disrupts her vision. She immediately dismissed the message and turns back towards the Mansion, just to be stopped short as the ground rumbles. Keeping her footing, she looks towards the Mansion to see a dust cloud billowing upwards. Her breath hitches and she launches towards her home, tears and red alerts blocking her vision.

She stops at a building next to the Mansion, expecting to see a fire, or an Akuma attack. But, instead, there was nothing. Only the dust clouds and the collapsed basement were proof that a building had even been there. She looks up at the thunderclouds, and sees Supreme flying away.

“Racecar, connect to Markov Prime.” She breathes.

“Unable to connect.”

“Connect to Markov Prime!!” She demands, getting the same reply. She jumps down from the building and runs towards the rubble.

“Connect, connect, connect!!” She screams, tears making her mask glitch.

“Aglaé!” She hears from behind her. She turns quickly, her head swerving so fast that she barely sees Marc. His arm was bleeding, and his jeans were torn at the knees.

But he was alive.

“DADDY!” She cries, lunging at him. Racecar makes her suit disappear, and Marc squeezes her tightly.

“It’s okay, my little knight, we’re all okay.”

“What happened?! Why are you hurt??” She sobs, Marc rubbing her back.

“I was in the Mansion when Supreme attacked, but I was able to jump out the window before the Cataclysm got to our floor.”

“From the second story?!” She yelps. She had pulled away from the hug, tearing off her sweatshirt sleeve and wrapping it around his arm.

“Landed hard on this arm. Dunno if it’s broken yet.” He chuckles, putting his other hand on her head. “I’m so grateful you’re okay… that you weren’t here.” He murmurs.

“Who else is hurt?? Where is everyone— what do we do now?!” Her mind was still racing, the adrenaline having no outlet.

“Everyone’s split up right now, so it’s harder for Supreme to track us.” He explains, going into a nearby building as storm clouds start to get closer. “We’ll go to my parents house, okay?” Aglaé nods, not letting go of him.

Later, when the dust had settled, and the storm had passed, she learned what they had lost. Adrien was killed. Supreme had been targeting him, and personally cataclysmed him when she found him. Ivan had lost his arm while protecting Mylene. He had to chop it off before the cataclysm spread to his whole body. Socqueline, who had been posing as Marinette, had also been killed. Natalie had tried to save her, tried to give her time to run, but Supreme ended both their lives.

Nearly half of the Rebellion had been killed, while the other half was injured. Marinette ordered that they lay low for now, act as though everything is normal. The Rebellion was broken, but in time they’d come back together for the greater good, and continue to help those who need it.

[clouded-chaos]

Miraculous Coccinella AU AU part 2!! @nionom-art

What if Adrien took Alya’s bag?

He’s a salty kitty. Clocked Coccinella right away

Boy is SUCH a simp

[clouded-chaos]

Miraculous Coccinella AU.. AU! Part 1 @nionom-art

What if Alya took her bag?

It won’t take long for Alya to realize that Coccinella isn’t that great of a hero.

[clouded-chaos]

Not me JUST realizing I never posted this comic lmao

Also how my Circussona would act in the finale

[clouded-chaos]

Doodles from work!

Yes, Adrien from the future is called Oldrien. I couldn’t think of anything better.

[clouded-chaos]

So, I still haven’t watched the movie, but boy have I seen fanart, and there’s one thing I’ve seen that had confused me until a day or two ago.

On the back of Grace’s coat, he always had these orange-ish wing type designs. On multiple different fanarts too!

My thought was immediately Icarus’ melted wings. So, I desperately tried connected the Icarus story to Grace.

Maybe the wings from his patch? That signifies an astronaut that didn’t make it back(?) but, he’s still alive in the end so he.. burned the wings?

He was acting as a god, creating and destroying Astrophage? And he can’t fly back to Earth because the gods took his wings?

He flew too close to the Sun because his mission was to fly to another Sun?

They’re foxes.

It’s a fox design.

[clouded-chaos]

Natural Luck Part 1

Events take place after the two timelines “combining”

Mastenette had decided to stay in the Bakery with Aglaé, since Aglaé was used to it, and she wanted to keep an eye on Mininette. Mininette’s parents happily accepted her, of course, they were the kindest parents ever. She insisted it was alright that both her and Aglaé shared the spare room, even buying two twin beds for themselves. There was definitely a bit of explaining to them, but they quickly understood.

Adrien had invited them to the Mansion, but she refused, telling him that he needs to aclomate the younger Adrien to all this craziness first.

“I suppose I should warn our Adrien not to mention his past… It’ll be hard to watch younger me overcome what Monarch instructed of her…” She murmurs, writing on her bed. Aglaé, who was testing out which foods Nooroo liked, turns from the desk.

“Don’t worry, I handled that!” She smiles, Marinette glancing up with a raised eyebrow, so, Aglaé continues. “You said that in the past you fought alone, but I made sure this Marinette didn’t have to! I got Adrien, and he fought alongside her.” She explains. Marinette’s eyes widen.

“You. What.” Aglaé nods, not sensing the tension.

“Yeah! And I made sure Gabriel still made the same Wish, so Natalie would live.” Marinette sets her notebook down.

“So… you told Adrien about his father being Monarch…. And then he fought his own father…. And watched him die?” She says slowly. Aglaé shrugs.

“He was already dying.”

“You told Adrien that the man he sentenced to death was his father?? And then you just… told him to go fight him??” Aglaé blinks, shrinking in her seat as Marinette stands, starting to pace.

“H.. He seemed okay..” She gets out, putting her hands under her legs so she didn’t pick at her nails. “It seemed like the best idea.” Marinette sighs deeply.

“I’m not… mad at you. I’m just… what else did you tell him? That he’s a sentimonster?” Aglaé shakes her head.

“I dunno if Felix told him.”

“Okay.” She takes another deep breath. “Okay. I’m going to Adrien’s house, okay?”

“Should I—“

“No, you stay here.” She instructs, Aglaé nodding stiffly.

“… I’m sorry, Master.” Marinette sighs, going over and patting her head.

“It’s okay. Your heart was in the right place.” Aglaé smiles a little as she leaves.

Marinette opens the door of Adrien’s room. He was on the couch, watching his mother’s old movie.

“Adrien…” She breathes, Adrien turning his head.

“Mari..” He stops, his eyes widening.

“It’s me, I promise. I’m from the future. Like the other Adrien.” Adrien nods, then turns back to the movie. She enters the room and sits with him.

“How long have you been in here?” She asks, Adrien shrugging.

“Twelve days.” Plagg says from his head, yawning. “He’s being boring.”

“You’re as rude as ever, Plagg.” She huffs a laugh, bringing out a small package of old cheese. The Kwami perks up, snatching it and disappearing.

“Adrien, I want to talk to you.” Adrien nods, but doesn’t look away from the screen. She opens her mouth, but doesn’t know exactly what to say. With her Adrien they had time. They went through it slowly. He could process. “Your father was horrible to you.” She ends up saying, surprising herself. Adrien finally turns to her, tears in his eyes. He smiled at her.

“He really was… right?” Marinette nods. “Everyone keeps saying he loved me. He did this for me…” His voice breaks, and he clenches his fists. “But he was never around me. Not until I… until he got hurt. Then he just… pretended. Even then he was barely around. Even then he just did things I used to like. He never saw me.” Marinette starts rubbing his back, staying silent. Adrien buries his head in his hands.

“I hope he didn’t do it for me. I hate him for what he did— he hurt so many people. For what? His wish achieved nothing. If he didn’t ruin his life trying to get the Miraculous, Natalie wouldn’t have gotten sick… a-and I would never had… had killed him!” Adrien wails.

“You did not kill him.” Marinette says sternly. Adrien lifts his head, looking up at the windows and smiling a little.

“And then, after I learned that the monster that’s been terrorizing Paris was my own Father, I learn that I was just a tool to him. A mannequin to model for him.” He says, twisting one of the Twin Rings. Marinette looks at it with hatred.

“They made you because they wanted to love you, Adrien, that’s why any parent wants a child.”

“Then why didn’t he ever love me??” He snaps back, his face flashing with fear from his outburst.

“I can never understand what your father was thinking, and I’m sorry for that.” Adrien glares away. Then, an idea strikes him.

“You—Marinette… you both are the guardian of the Miraculous, right? You have Nooroo? Nooroo was around him the most, maybe he could tell me more about my father.” He suggests, his eyes getting brighter at the idea. A bad feeling shivers down Marinette’s back, but she nods.

“I can ask him… I want Aglaé or Mininette to be with you, though. Just in case.” Adrien nods.

An hour later, and Aglaé comes in. Adrien had actually cleaned, and showered, which he hadn’t done in awhile.

“Hi.”

“Hi.” Nooroo flies over.

“It’s nice to finally meet you, Adrien. I’m sorry for your loss.” Adrien grimaces.

“Not much of a loss.” He huffs out, Aglaé rubbing her arm. “I wanted to ask you about him, actually. What he was like, why he did what he did.” Nooroo’s wings sag.

“Yes, Marinette mentioned that. I hope I can help you heal.” Adrien nods, handing him some of his new favorite food as a peace offering of sorts.

“What was he like when he was hidden away? Did he… ever talk about me?” Nooroo sits on the couch next to Adrien, Aglaé following. He takes a breath in.

“The most he talked was when he was in the… basement, with your mother.” He starts, “He would reassure her that he was close to winning, that he was doing it for her, so you would be a happy family again.”

“Did he ever regret the damage he caused?” Nooroo shakes his head.

“He was convinced it would be worth it. He kept saying that no one was really hurt, since Ladybug fixed everything in the end.”

“Selfish.” Adrien hisses out, Nooroo nodding again.

“He was a very selfish man. He didn’t even care about your birthday.” He sniffs. “I wish I could have come to you— just talked to you.”

“Me too.” Adrien sighs, looking at the black tv screen. “I wish I could tell him how I feel.. how I’ve felt.” Aglaé thinks, then snaps her fingers at an idea.

“Master told me about the time she talked to a past holder, using a Kagatama, can’t you do that same with Gabriel? Since he was a past holder?” Nooroo flinches, looking away.

“I.. am not sure.” He lies, Adrien frowning.

“Nooroo, do you know something?” Nooroo shakes his head, flying under Aglaé’s braid.

“You wouldn’t want to! You just said how horrible he was!” He cries, Aglaé petting his head.

“We won’t force you, Nooroo, but… it’s Adrien’s dad… he deserves to see him one last time.” Nooroo sighs deeply, floating back over slowly.

“He… made one for you. So if his plan failed, he could tell you the truth about himself. He… he wanted you to continue his destruction.” He admits, Adrien scowling.

“I would have never—“

“The ring.” Nooroo interrupts in a near whisper. Adrien’s eyes grow wide, and he scoffs.

“Right. I’m his tool.” He shakes his head, “Show me where it is.”

So, they climb down the steps and into Gabriel’s office. It hadn’t been touched since the battle, and everything had a layer of dust— an unnatural sight in the Agreste home. Nooroo leads him to his mother’s painting. In a corner of it, right at Adrien’s eye level, was a Kagatama imprint. Adrien takes a breath in, Nooroo slowly coming over with the piece.

“Are you .. sure?” He asks softly, Adrien nodding and snatching the piece, pushing it into the hole without hesitation.

“Reunion.” The world around him seems to fall away, a strange mist surrounding him instead.

“Adrien?” His eyes go wide at the voice, and he turns to see Hawkmoth— Gabriel. Adrien narrows his eyes as he smiles. His eyes were sunken, and the cataclysm on his arm had spread up his neck and down to his fingers. “My boy! I knew Nooroo would obey me, and now he obeys you!” He says, almost cheerfully.

“You must know that I was Hawkmoth, then… if you’re here that means I failed… but, you won’t fail! You’ll take up the mantel! You’ll be the new Diamond, and get the Miraculous to save your mother!” Adrien scowls at him, but he wasn’t even looking at him.

“Father.” He seethes, Gabriel finally turning to look at him, his face falls at his glare. “I killed you.” His eyes widen, the color draining from his face.

“No…. No, whatever you did, it didn’t kill me. That vigilante Chat Noir did. He struck me with—“

“I know. I killed you.” He repeats, Gabriel’s eyes widening at the realization.

“You…?” Adrien grows red in the face.

“How could you think I wanted this?! Any of this?? How could you honestly believe that I’d be happy you’d destroyed all of Paris for me?!” He shouts, Gabriel flinching.

“You would have had your mother—“

“And nothing else! Not Natalie, not you, not a safe place to live! You really think Ladybug would keep your identity a secret?? The world would hate us because of you.” Gabriel shakes his head.

“They would keep you safe, you’d be their Diamond, they would make my history disappear, you would be fine.” He reasons. “Nothing matters but your mother and you.” Adrien scowls at him, shaking his head.

“You could have moved on. You could have been there for me, we could have remade our family. I’ve remade my family because I moved on. You stayed in your basement and tortured all of Paris.” He says.

“There is no world for me without Emelie and you—“

“Then why did you abandon my world?!” He shouts, clenching his fists. “I grew up without a mother or father! You only acknowledged me when you knew you were dying! The world didn’t stop because mom died, but you pretended it did, leaving everyone around you to grow up without you!” Tears were in Gabriel’s eyes.

“I’m sorry, my son. I thought I could fix the world for you.”

“I remade my world without you. I made friends, I have a girlfriend, I saved the world from you.” He spits, Gabriel looking away.

“I can’t change anything now, my son. You know that. I’m nothing but a ghost of the past. I can’t undo how you feel about me, or tell you anything that would fix things.” He says softly, Adrien shaking his head violently.

“Tell me you hate me, tell me that you never loved me, tell me you didn’t do these horrible acts on my behalf— anything! Then things would make sense, then I wouldn’t have to be sad, then I could let myself hate you right back!” He begs, Gabriel shaking his head.

“You’re allowed to hate me for the end of time, but, I never stopped loving you, not for a second. I’m sorry I was so deluded in my own fantasies to show you that.” Tears were pouring down Adrien’s face. He just kept shaking his head. He collapses to his knees.

“E-End of Reunion!” He sobs out, the mist disappearing, and the world coming back. Aglaé was immediately at his side, rubbing his back. Plagg launches towards him, curling around his neck and purring. Nooroo just watches with petrified fear.

“I knew this was a bad idea… I knew it… I knew it…” He whispers. He sends a thought to Tikki in desperation. “Please don’t hate me… please don’t punish me.. I did what you wanted..” Aglaé looks up at Nooroo with sympathy, reaching her hand out to him.

“It’s okay, Nooroo. You won’t ever be punished for the choices we make.” Nooroo flies into her arm, hugging her.

Mastenette and Oldrien slam the door open, scaring them all.

“Aglaé, I told you not to do anything crazy!” Mastenette immediately scolds, Adrien shaking his head and wiping his tears.

“I—It wasn’t her, it was me. I wanted it.”

“What did you do?” Oldrien asks, Aglaé standing and helping Adrien up as well.

“Um… Adrien used Reunion..?” She says with a slight shake in her voice, the two looking at her with horror.

[clouded-chaos]

Reasons Cerise is not Aglaé:

1. Aglaé knows Alix has the rabbit miraculous— she could easily go back in time with an Akuma and take the Pocket Watch before she even gets to use it

2. It’s really hard to fake a fear… I don’t even know if it’s possible. Like— you can say you have a certain fear, but you can’t really trick an Akuma that has the power to scan your brain of your fears and “fix you” of it

3. Her design is too peak for Cerise. Cerise is a loser.

4. I’ll cry

[clouded-chaos]

My gosh I love how bad ML is. Like.. no joke. I love it.

I’m literally skipping past Akuma Fights and whatever the hell Cerise is doing— which is… nothing. She’s just Gabriel because we don’t know her goal except “she wants the Miraculous”, and she’s literally just losing her fights and mysteriously writing stuff down, and then mysteriously talking to people.

It’s honestly SO FUN. ML has no idea how to be suspenseful.

“Let’s have some episodes hint at previous ones!”

“Perfect idea… now let’s air them out of order!”

I LOVE THIS SHOW!!!

[clouded-chaos]

Rebellion Days <\3

After Nathaniel gets Statued, Marc has a hard time opening his heart again, even to his own daughter unfortunately. He works through it though