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While fondling the wooden box in her hands, Chloé wondered if she should open it or not. If it was a gift from someone, there would be a note with it. And she clearly didn't recall asking her father or anybody else to get her something like this. What if the content was dangerous? She carefully shook it a bit, listening for any kind of sound that would give her a clue about what was inside. But nothing moved to make a sound. Maybe there wasn't even anything inside the box. Maybe it was just an empty box. That still left the question of why it was there. Curiosity finally got the better o her and she lifted the lid, only to be blinded by a bright golden light. She closed he eyes out of reflex, until she heard a voice call out to her.

"Ola!", it said, and the girl immediately opened her eyes again to see who was talking to her. At first, she thought was she saw floating in front of her face was a toy. It was very small, and bore a striking resemblance to that red and black thing she had once found and given to Prince Ali. But instead of ed with black spots it was yellow with black stripes, a fuzzy yellow chest fluff and bug-like eyes.

"What the hell is THAT thing?!", Chloé mused.

"I'm not a thing, I'm a Kwami.", the tiny creature protested. "And I have a name. Call me Imme, si?"

"You're a what?", the blonde asked.

"A Kwami.", it replied.

"What's a Kwami?"

The creature flew around the room for a while, appearing to wonder how to explain itself, until it halted in front of a picture of Ladybug that Chloé had sitting on a drawer.

"You know Ladybug, si?", it asked and Chloé nodded, "I'm like what gives her the powers she had, just a completely different character."

Chloé was obviously confused. "Meaning what exactly?", she asked

"Meaning I can make you a hero just like her.", the Kwami explained, "Without the purification of Akuma, though."

"Isn't that what Chat Noir does already?", the girl asked.

"Si, in a way.", came the Kwami's reply, "But these two need some more helping hands once in a while, and that's where we come in."

"We?"

"Si. With my help, you'll transform into a hero with the power of el abeja- the bee.", the Kwami explained.

"Listen, er..what was you name again?"

"Imme"

"Listen, Imme.", Chloé exclaimed, "I AM great fan of Ladybug. But I'd rather just keep pretending to her. Playing hero is fun, but actually BEING one sounds way too stressful."

"It's not stressful, it's exciting.", Imme said, "All you got to do is put this", she pointed at the comb in the box, "in your hair and say 'time to get stinging'"

That was surely the most ridiculous thing Chloé had ever heard. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and said: "You really think 'm gonna do that?"

"Si.", the Kwami answered, "At least give it a try."

"No thanks.", Chloé spoke and moved her hand to shut the lid of the box.

"Wait!", she heard the tiny creature protest, but the lid had already closed and made it disappear.

She put the box in the most distant corner available. There was no way Chloé would accept the offer that Kwami thing had presented to her. Leave that hero work to Ladybug and Chat Noir. The two heroes would be fine on their own. And if they were not, there was surely someone else in the city of Paris who that weird creature who spoke with a spanish accent could turn to.

A/N: Welcome back precious audience. Looks like Chloé isn't that easy to convince. On another note: I named the bee Kwami Imme because that is the old German word for Bee, cuz I'm SO creative XD. As for the spanish accent, that's just a HC I developped, I think it's cute. Hope you enjoy this story as much as its pedecessor