Hey everyone!

Before we go ahead and start this chapter I should mention a few things.

The song in the last chapter was from Cheetah Girls: One World called Dig A Little Deeper.

Hope you liked it and there are more songs to come because this is a musical.

Let us begin!

P.S: Thanks for the comments!

Adrien ran towards the dance room in a rush. He had to change before he even got there because he had promised an artist that he would pose for her. Luckily a lot of dancers walked around in their dance clothes so he didn't stand out. The only problem is, he only had about twelve minuets to get to practice. He quickly entered the usual room only to find it had been switched with the breakdancers and -hip-hop dancers. Why am I always the last one to know? he thought as he said "Sorry" and turned around to head back out till he was stopped by a voice.

"Hold on," he heard Mona say. He turned around to find several ballet dancers were here, sweating as they finished dancing. That included Alya, Jack, Lana, and a few others. "We've been told that you watch us," Mona said, gesturing to Nino. "And we all want to see you," Marinette said, receiving an elbow to the rib by Alya. "Dance! See you dance I mean," she quickly said. Nino grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards the group. Adrien spotted a man on the bench with his face covered with a hood in the room and gave Mona a questioning look and waited for an answer. "We always get these people watching us. We call them Critics. We don't know if they actually judge us but they complement us. They come by every day a few minuets before practice." "Speaking of practice I have to get there in then minuets," Adrien said. "And this will only take five," Nino said as he played a song. "Feel the beat!" Jack said over the sound.

Adrien threw his bag on the bench and started to dance. He didn't do the idea he came up with last night but did get a lot of cheers. They gave him pointers and new moves till he only had two minuets left before he and the others were late. "We better get going," he said as he got his bag. He noticed the Critic had left and left no trace. Adrien shrugged and ran towards the room his practice was really being held.

After practice Adrien went home to do his homework. As he finished up he searched his backpack to make sure he didn't miss anything when a note fell out of his bag. He picked it up and read it.

You're Invited!

Your dancing is worth this invitation.

Come to the abandoned part of town and to the biggest building you see.

Knock the rhythm at the bottom of this piece of paper and the rest will come.

But no one shall know where you're going,

Keep it and you a secret because this is one.

Hope you enjoy this special gift.

~ The Master

Adrien knew the location but question this 'Master' character. Well maybe it's better than staying here, he decided. He planed on sneaking out at ten and that wasn't considered late since it was a weekend. He chose a black shirt with a neon green cat paw print, a black short sleeve jacket, black sweat pants and black and neon green sneakers. After dinner he went to his room and got ready to leave by climbing down a rope. When it was five till ten he got ready and put black face paint to complete his disguise and made sure his hair was a little different. He was unrecognizable.

He threw the rope out his window and started to climb down. When he reached the bottom he hid the rope in some vines growing on the side of the wall and ran towards the abandoned side of town. When he arrived the building it didn't look like much. He walked up to the door and looked at his information. He knocked the rhythm of the song on the door and the voice box next to the door spoke. "Your nickname or invitation?" Adrien looked around to make sure no one was pranking him, pressed the button, and spoke. "Uh, invitation?"

There was nothing for a minute then the box spoke again. "One moment please." There was a few moments of silence then a peek slate opened up on the door and a face with blue face paint on it looked at Adrien. "Give me your invite." Adrien stayed still for a minute and the eyes of the boy sounding face rolled his eye and spoke again. "All you need to know till I get your invite, bro, is that you can trust us." Adrien didn't seem to have a choice so he gave to the boy. "It'll take a minute to scan it. In the meantime, did you tell anyone?" Adrien shook his head.

The door soon opened and a boy with a blue shirt, red sleeveless hoodie with the hood on, black baggy pants on, sneakers with red, blue, and yellow stripes, black long-sleeved fingerless gloves, and a weird MP3 in the center of his chest with headphones attached to it and around his neck. "Your invite is clear. We scanned it and it's like all the others. Come on in, dude!" He gestured to Adrien to follow in and led him down a hallway. "I'm the Bubbler here. We all have nicknames here so that everyone here is safe and in case if someone here doesn't like who you are outside of here and rats you out. Because a lot of people here aren't even allowed to either go out, dance breakdance or hip-hop, or are in punishments. Either way your identity is safe," he explained.

He looked at Adrien up and down and snapped his fingers. "Your nickname is Chat Noir!" Adrien thought for a minute and nodded. "Not bad," he said as they continued to walk and the sound of music grew closer and louder. "Also, your nickname will be your ticket in here form now on after tonight when it's uploaded to our system," the Bubbler explained. The Bubbler and Adrien passed a door halfway down the hall and soon came to the end where a door was holding the source of the music. "Chat Noir, welcome, to Miraculous Dancers!"

The Bubbler opened the door and music and light illuminated the hallway. Adrien looked shocked and felt his heart explode at the sight of colorful lights, glowing dance floor, blasting music, what looks thousands of breakdancing and hip-hop dancing people, walls filled with graffiti, a kids bar, a stage with DJ equipment, and another stage with a microphone and band equipment. "Whoa!" "Cool, right?!"

The Bubbler went to the DJ area, stopped the music, and spoke into a mic. "Yo! What up, people? Everyone having a good time?" He faced the mic towards the crowd as they roared in reply. "I'm sorry, I can't hear you. I said is everyone having a good time?!" The crowd roared louder and quickly died down as the Bubbler talked. "Well, things are gonna get even better because we have a new member!" Everyone clapped and looked towards the entrance to look at Adrien as Bubbler walked towards him and put his elbow in his shoulder.

"This... is Chat Noir! Everyone give him our way of saying 'Welcome'!" Everyone cheered and the entire room was filled with stomping, banging, thumping(which Adrien wasn't sure if it was the crowd or his heartbeat in his ears), and shaking. "Alright! Chat, show us the reason why you were invited!" The Bubbler went back to DJ and blasted music and the dancers shoved Adrien to the center of the dance floor. Well, beats staying home.

He danced to the beat mixing the new moves he'd learned and mixed them with ballet. His dancing earned him cheers and some people joined in and did their own thing. When his welcome was over the Bubbler along with a girl walked up to him. "Bro, that was awesome!" The Bubbler patted his back as the girl spoke. "I'm Songbird. A great dancer and singer. And I can tell you're really worth that invite." "Thanks," Adrien said as he looked at her outfit.

She wore a blue sleeveless shirt and a lose sly blue crop top over it with shorts, blue ripped up leggings, blue and white sneakers, and white face paint with dirty blonde hair color and some of it pulled into a small pony tail. She seemed to be looking at his outfit as well because she said "Bubbler, should we take him to Wardrobe?" The Bubbler nodded his head and gestured for Adrien to follow. After a while he bumped into someone. "Whoa! Sorry, new guy." A hand was offered to him and he was pulled up. "It's...cool," he said, voice trailing as he looked at the person.

It was a girl with jet or blazing blue hair held in two small pony tails, a red crop top with black spots, black baggy sweats that had a few red paint splotches, grey sneakers with red shoe laces, and red face paint. But he couldn't turn away from those blue eyes, that was what caught his attention and to make his heart flutter. "Hey LB!" Songbird high-fived the girl as Adrien gave the a questioning look. "I'm Ladybug," the girl explained. "Me and Songbird are the coolest dancers in here. And based off of your moves, you are another one of us," Ladybug said.

Songbird said where they were heading and she joined them. They led him to a door that led them to a staircase. Every few steps there was a door with a name on it. The Bubbler explained that each door held a changing room for the dancers so in case they couldn't get out in their disguises they could go through that door they passed at the entrance and change.

They came to a room with no name on it but had a neon green cat paw on it. "This is your room," the Bubbler said as he opened the door and wrote Adrien's nickname on it. In the room there was clothes that were similar to the clothes Adrien was presently wearing, and a man wearing all black and sleeping next to a plate of camembert. Songbird walked towards the man and tried to shake him awake. "Plaugg. Plaugg." The man apparently named Plaugg stirred and snorted but didn't wake up. "Plaugg!" The man woke with a jolt and looked around.

When his eyes rested on Adrien the man smirked. "Well, well. Is this my new partner?" Adrien walked up to the man and held out his hand. "Chat Noir." "Plaugg, your Kwami." Adrien gave a puzzled look as Plaugg explained. "A Kwami is what we here call the people that help you in Wardrobe. You take us home so we can help you keep the secret or answer questions. Some people call theirs akiumas. We also secretly hand out the invites. But The Master is the one who writes them." Adrien nodded as the others left.

Plaugg walked around the boy and clapped his hands. "Well, boy after you tell me your real name, I'll get you into something better to spend your first night in." Plaugg waited for Adrien to talk patiently as Adrien sighed. "Adrien. Adrien Agrest."