I want a kwami buster fix involving identity reveal. Or at least cute kwamis
The video kept playing but Marinette couldn’t watch another second of it. Tikki had lied to her and now the existence of kwami might be revealed. Even worse, her classmates had seen kwami before when she’d given some of them miraculous. As she walked through the school, heading to the bathroom, she thought she heard footsteps but she couldn’t imagine who or why someone would follow her when she saw no one else get up to leave. So she stayed on track.
Once safely inside the stall, she opened her purse and Tikki flew out, her face showing the same concern Marinette felt. “I though we didn’t keep secrets from one another,” she exclaimed, the feeling of betrayal sinking deeper into her.
The small god shook her head, “I didn’t want to bother you with kwami nonsense. Besides, I thought the problem had been resolved, Plagg promised he wouldn’t eat any of that magic cheese any more!” Marinette could see where Tikki was coming from but Plagg, that was the name of the black cat kwami. So what was he doing in Francois du Pont?
A thought struck her, “Wait a sec, if Plagg was there too then that mean he was in this school! Which means that Chat Noir is a student at Francois du Pont just like me?” She couldn’t believe it, the dorky cat heroine she worked with to save Paris could be one of her own class mates. But wait, “If I just figured this out then that mean Chat Noir probably just figured it out that I figured out that he figured it out!”
Tikki tried to calm her chosen butMarinette couldn’t hear her. If Chat Noir was in her class, it would make sense somebody else got up to go to the restroom. He had to talk with his kwami. But who did she know with blonde hair and bright green eyes? Who had that sense of humor even in a serious situation? And why was her mind drawing parallels between Chat Noir and Adrien?
