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Okay yeah, that's not what he meant and he was pretty sure that Cat Boy knew it. Honestly the guy was way too easy to provoke which made it all the more fun for Possy to push his buttons. As he ran side by side with the cat clad hero he watched him from the corner of his eye unable to ignore the other's annoyance, most likely with him and his greeting. That honestly made him smile even more. His smile was wiped from his face, however, when he heard the fate of their fair LeaderBug.
"So that's the real reason why your panties are all in'a twist, huh? And here I thought it was just me getting on your nerves in record time." Despite the teasing it was easy to sense the shift in the possum themed hero's demeanor. One of their own was in trouble and though Possy didn't have the hots for her like Cat did (honestly if the guy was anymore transparent he'd be invisible), he wasn't going to let anything happen to her or anyone else so long as he could help it. "Let's pick up the pace," he said as he forced himself to pick up speed. Once close enough to the fighting he could make out the akumatized victim, and the sight rendered him immobile. Whoever was akumatized was weirdly proportioned. They were at least thirty feet in height with six arms and hands. What made him pause was hearing the person yelling at Ladybug, something about not wanting to be the freak kid here in Paris either. That's when it seemed to click. Possy's ears and tails drooped as his eyes widened. He looked at the individual's hands just to make sure. "Sixer?" he muttered, unaware of the fact that he was just standing there, out in the open with his mouth agape. His guard was completely down as he found himself getting angry on his brother's behalf. Who the heck... A tuft of yellow hair peaking out from behind Ladybug was answer enough. "Chloe," he growled wishing that she was a guy so that he could deck her in the face for making fun of his twin before he found himself on the ground after having been knocked down. He realized that he'd been spotted. He was knocked through the air and would have hit the ground of it wasn't for his heightened reflexes. He leaned back in the air until he flipped around. With his butt in the air his tail was free to grab on to the nearest light post. He swung backward and then forward towards his brother while relinquishing his tail's grip. He had given himself a running start as he headed for his twin while mentally berating himself for not paying attention while simultaneously asking what the heck he was supposed to do in this situation. "Alright, I'll forgive you for that sucker punch mainly because it was a nice shot but you only get the one!" When another arm came flying his way he jumped to dodge only to have to use his tail to latch on to the wrist to pull him out of the way of another one. "Right. You have six of these." Once he was safe and had pulled himself up on his brother's wrist he took off towards his body while shouting down for Ladybug and Cat Noir. "I'LL DISTRACT HIM. LADYBUG YA GOTTA GET BLONDZILLA OUTTA HERE! CAT-TASTROPHE, YER WITH ME!" "WHO ARE YOU CALLING BLONDZILLA, YOU LOUSY EXCUSE FOR A SUPERHERO! UGH, LADYBUG IS THE ONLY COMPETENT ONE OUT OF THE BUNCH, ASIDE FRM MYSELF OF COURSE. THE AUDACITY! MY FATHER WILL BE HEARING ABOUT--" "Shaddap! You're only making it worse!" It really didn't take a genius to know that she was Stanford's target. It also didn't take a genius to know that Stanford probably wasn't thinking straight and was lumping the spotted hearing in with her since girls were a clique and she was defending his tormentor. Girls were always the cruelest to Ford. At least the guys would make their intentions clear by starting fights and shoving him into lockers. Girls would typically lead him on, trick him into thinking he was interested and then laughing in his face for him falling for it in front of a group of their little gal pals or even their actual boyfriends. This was probably a combination of all of that combined with the stress of being the new kid. He shouldn't have left his twin alone, but Ford had insisted he would be fine especially since they'd been there for a few weeks now and nothing had too much happened. Then again it was probably because there were twins in class and Ford had been hiding his hands and sitting in the back and keeping to himself...until recently. 'Damn it, Hawk Moth, Chloe.' It didn't occur to him that it was probably weird for him to be calling the shots seeing as how Ladybug was usually the one in charge, but it was easy to see that Ford was being pretty relentless towards the girls, another clue that Ford wasn't all there. He'd never try to flattened two ladies like a pancake even if one of them was a nightmare to deal with even in short doses. Hopefully if Ladybug got the loudmouth blond out of there it would calm down Ford and also give Ladybug the opportunity to get to a better vantage point to try to find where the akuma might have rested itself. That meant he and the cat had to do what they did best. Annoy their opponent.