Sorry, but im kinda a scatterbrain in focusing projects, and ill get ideas in my head that get stuck, and I have to get rid of them, usually by writing something on them, before I can focus on the project I need/want too... so, youre getting this and maybe something else before I can clear my mind to get back to the others. Anyways, here's one ive had awhile and just needed to get out.
Mark shook his head groggilly. Something had sent him flying across the hall of the convention center and slammed into the wall. "Meow-ch." he staggered to his feet, having been so used to puns all day he unintentionally punned. Looking around at the destruction, he called out. "Madame Coccinelle?" he looked for the girl who he'd ended up roaming the convention with. He only knew her name, but they ended up together due to their choice of cosplays. After all, what's Cat Noir without Ladybug? As he moved to shield his eyes from the bright light, something caught his eye. His hand. It distinctly lacked a glove, but did have something out of place. A single, plain, silver ring. A quick look revealed he was in a normal tee and jeans, which stood out because it wasnt what he'd had on before, even under his costume, but he had no time to worry as he heard more destruction and a distant voice he couldnt make out. He heard a groan, and his head snaped over to the person. He recognized her hair immediatly, but she too was now in street clothes than, based on how they looked, werent under the suit, as they'd have been easy to tell, and the shoes. He quickly moved over to the girl, Alice. "Madame Coccinelle?" he asked, offering a hand to her. She looked up, recognizing him, even without the mask.
"Chaton?" she muttered as he quickly pulled her around a corner as whatever was doing this started to return. He poked his head around the corner, and his eyes widened at the rage beast in the hallway as it punched down a wall, roaring loudly. "HULK SMASH!" He leaned back, but froze when he heard two voices that were familiar, but shouldnt be heard.
"Ugh... I need Camembert..." a male voice groaned near his ear, while another voice near Alice shot a quick "Shut it, Plagg."
The two looked at the source of the voices, two small creatures, the one on Mark's shoulder looking like a black cat, while the one on Alice's with a distinct red and black spot coloration.
"T...Tikki?" mark stared wide-eyed at the Kwami on Alice's shoulder as she gaped at the black cat Kwami.
"Plagg?!" she gasped, prompting the cat to crack open an eye.
"Who's asking?" he snipes as Tikki zips over and gives his a swat.
"Manners, Plagg!" she scolds as the cat just rolls his eyes.
"What the heck's going on?" the two humans ask in unison.
"Look, there's no time to explain it all right now, unless you want the Hulk thing rampaging. Now, how to fix this is like beating an Akuma, but fortionately, you dont have to worry about havig to clense it, you just have to release the Wandering Spirit." Tikki said hurridly. "Now, transform!" she urges as the two looked at eachother, as they start to realize what's happening.
Mark reacts first. "Plagg, Claws Out!" he exclaims, as he transforms into Cat Noir. Seeing this snaps Alice out of her daze, and she looks to Tikki.
"I hope your explination makes this make sense." she says before exclaiming "Tikki, Spots On!" Transforming into Ladybug.
"Let's take down this Hulk." he smirks, easilly slipping back into the character he'd been all day. "I'd say ladies first, but I doubt that applies in regard to fighting raging monsters." he wings, before leaping after the beast.
"Silly Chaton" she smiles, and shakes her head before following.
Just a quick little one to get the idea out so hopefully I can get back to Stalked while waiting for my group for a class.
Next chapter, whenever I end up doing it, will be the fight and explination on what's going on.