Disclaimer: I do not own Miraculous ladybug.
This chapter is just something for the Kwami's. I wanted to show how the kwami's were when they were Con artists.
Flashback
Plagg Pov
I snuck out of the party with the last of the money Tikki and I had cheated graciously been given. I bet you are wondering, 'what in gods name are you two doing '. Well to answer that question dear reader, let me explain more. We are a Con artists. Most likely the best there is in Paris. However, as I just said con artist, that leads to the fact that we may or may not have cheated a middle aged man. Don't panic, he cheated the public first, by collecting unreasonably high taxes. We were simply collecting it back.
I signalled the carriage. "Where to sir?" The 'driver' asked.
"I don't know, maybe the pub, I don't mind spending some euro."
"Don't even think about it Plagg." Laughing I flash a smile at Trixx.
"Hmm... Where shall we go then?"
"Hmm... Probably to the town so we can give them the money to give back to the people and meet Wayzz. Hm?"
Laughing I settle in my seat. Wayzz was in the streets giving medical help to the civilians that was falling ill. When the tax collector collected started collecting such high taxes non of them had enough money for medical treatment. So thats why we stood up and made a change. Tikki sits on the other side of me. "So. Thats it. The last gamble."
"Yeah, I guess. Unless you have someone in mind that deserves some Karma. I wouldn't mind some fun."
She made a face at me, so I made one back. Then we both laughed. The ride back was one full of laughter. Fake laughter. We knew it was the last time that we would see each other. Thats what made it hard. I didn't want to say bye. I didn't want to say bye to this, I wanted the moment to last forever, but even I know thats impossible. Too impossible to make possible. Looking out the window we watch children suffering, women crying and men . We're back, and we have to get to work. Eventually people start noticing our arrival, and with that they start following. We stop in the middle of the town, and by then we had a full house. In the corner of my eye I see Wayzz pushing his way through the crowd, I can't help but laugh at his struggle. He makes it to the front calls out to us.
"Guys! Can I get a little help?" I look at him with a smug look through the window.
"Please?" I egg him on. Rolling his eyes he saying again.
"Please may I receive some help?"
"Of course dear civilian" Kicking open the door I shout at the crowd to make four lines and we shall give the lost money. Instantly they followed my command. Tikki walks out the carriage door with four bags. She gives a bag to Trixx, Wayzz and I. I stretch a little before eating some cheese I had stored in my pocket. Time to get to work.
Time skip
Normal Pov
Once everyone had received their rightfully needed money, they had all left to buy their needed supplies. "So... Mission accomplished?" Wayzz ask.
"I believe so." Trixx answers.
"So what are you guys plans after this?" Tikki ask.
"All I'm really good at is being a con artist." Plagg answers looking at a distance.
"And eating our supply of cheese." Wayzz adds jokingly.
"It was calling my name, I just answer the call" He joked back.
"Does anyone have anything they want to do in particular?" Tikki askes.
"You look like you have something to say Tikki.." Trixx edges on.
"Well, all we really know is how being a con artist, so I just thought, it may be a waste to just leave it behind, so.. um-"
"So what your suggesting is we all have a chosen successor to pass on our traits?" Plagg interrupts. She nods meekly.
"Well, Let's try it" Trixx says cheerfully.
"It would be good if any other problems arise in Paris..." Wayzz says.
"So it's decided?" Trixx asks the group. They look at each other, each one not wanting to let this be the end. And together they answer.
"Yes"
Flashback End
Thank you for reading. I'm just trying an idea I've had for a while, and I'm not that good a writer. The english grades tells me that much lololol. So I send my apologies if you think this sucks.