1 - The author does not owns Miraculous: Adventures of Ladybug and Chat Noir. Tale for entertainment only.
2 - Opinions more than welcomed
OUTFOXED
Finally! To be able to feel the fresh night air again, to have it fill my… Well, since my body is derivative of things as intangible as Magic and Creativity, I don't know if I can say "fill my lungs". Once Plagg said to me he was sure we, at least, have stomachs. I answered that was the only thing he had.
Back to the air. There's still hints of the engine fumes I remember from the 1940's, but not the noises. And everything became so brighter. Lights everywhere. And, looking at my future Holder, I dare to say fashion became way more revealing. They are talking about me, better introduce myself. I didn't need to use any power to learn the language. My previous Holder and I went thru the hardships of the Second Great War. It made me very well versed in French.
"I am not a 'thing'. My name is Trixx, I am your kwami."
I can't describe how good it feels to say those words.
I could sense Ladybug – where did Tikki found this one, in a nursery? – was in a hurry and, it does not matter the Holder, you don't wasn't to be on Tikki's bad side, so I rushed to the transformation part. Rushed indeed. I was planning to make my Holder sing a version of "Looking for a Fox", but ended up with the default "transform me". Again, fear of Tikki.
Alya mind was so full of heroic uniforms references that she was not able to focus in anything, and I almost recreated the gala military look of my previous holder. The "tuxedo" look is there, toned down a bit. And, sure, he was a… he, but we learn to adjust quick.
And, in a flash, I was jumping and racing through the roofs with a partner again. I would describe the happiness in my heart, but you know, not sure if I have one of these.
An hour or so later, I was exhausted. Famished. But happy as one can be.
Wait… return the Miraculous?
Meaning return to sleep for heavens knows how long in that smelly, dark box? No, I can't smell anything inside the Miraculous, but you got the point.
Fu can't do this to me. He can't give me only one night. Yes, I know, safety concerns and all, but, come on! I deserve more than one night.
I see Alya hesitating, trying to negotiate. Of course she would. What kind of human would renounce the power of a kwami after tasting it?
I see Ladybug leaving, and rushed to reassure Alya she did the right thing. She was born to be a superhero, and I deserved my freedom.
Years locked in the box must have affected my thinking capacity. I mentioned the only word I should not. Trustworthy. Why, o why I had to say that? There's dozens – dozens! – of heroic characteristics I could have choose from. I had to say "trustworthy". Plagg will have a blast. The smart Trixx outfoxed himself. Next thing I noticed was my word starting to fade to black, as she removed the necklace.
Oh, well, I will always have Paris.
.o.O.o.
Coda
What Trixx had planned instead of "transform me":
"Are you sure that's how I transform?"
"Yep, sing on, girl"
"I am all alone and fancy free/But that ain't the way I wanna be/Now, Trixx get you game up tight/Gonna have some fun action tonight/So, right now/Make me a fox/Make me a fox/Aaaarooooo-oooo/Make me a fox."