Who wants some extras that didn’t make it into Rerolling Luck?
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.
“We’ll watch out for him, okay?” Aglaé nods, and goes to leave, Luka grabbing her arm.
“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.
“I think we should give it a try!”
“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.
“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 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.
“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.
“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.
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.
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.
“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.
“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.
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.
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.
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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.”
“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.
