This is a REEEAAALLLYYY long chapter, but I just couldn't stop! Okay, this actually was a little difficult to plan out so please leave a review about how you think I did in this chapter. And once again, I would absolutely love it if you could send me ideas for akumas and situations as I had trouble enough coming up with this one. Also another thing...
I JUST REALIZED I HAVE BEEN ALTERNATING BETWEEN AN E OR ANOTHER A FOR ADRIEN'S NAME AND I AM SO SORRY! I have a cousin named Adrian, and I have never seen it spelled Adrien so my fingers must have a mind of their own!
"Oh, Adrieeeeennnn!" Chloe sang cheerfully, catching up with him as the students walked down the steps after being let out for lunch. She hung onto his arm and flirtatiously rested her arm on his shoulder. "You know, I was wondering if possibly you wanted to come to my place for lunch! I'm sure Daddy would love to-"
"Oh, uh, thanks Chlo," he told her politely, brushing her away from him. He gave her a politely smile and apologetic eyes. "I'm sorry but I actually kinda need to be home for lunch today."
"Oh, well maybe tomorrow?"
"We'll see. Maybe invite Sabrina?" he offered to the gawky redhead, who looked hopefully at Chloe who simply scoffed. Adrien hopped into the back of the limo that had been waiting for him. It was only a five minute drive away from the school – less even – but his father insisted he take the limo everywhere and have his bodyguard with him. He scrolled through the messages that Bridgette had left for him, chuckling as he read them:
Nathalie is very nice but this is the most boring lesson ever.
How did you handle this for 10 years?
I should probably stop texting you. She keeps glaring.
HAHA lol as if I'll stop. I need something to keep my sanity.
I know you're not answering because youre a good student. Lol, you're so boring.
Did you know the War of the Roses wasn't a fight over who had the best roses? In a way it almost sounds like the stuff that happens in Game of Thorns.
*Thornes
*Thrones. Uggghhh autocorrect!
He chuckled at her messages, remembered all too well how dull the tutoring sessions had been with Nathalie. While she was definitely one of the smartest people he knew, it could be rather droll to listen to her go on and on about certain subjects.
The limo stopped inside the walls of his mansion and for once, he wasn't too terribly dreading the idea of being at home, because for once there was someone at home he could enjoy being around. He walked through the entryway and took a right into the dining room. Bridgette was already there, leaning over an untouched plate of brioche sandwiches. In the seat beside her was a plate with a couple of brioche sandwiches waiting for him. Before Bridgette was a history book, opened to a passage about the War of the Roses and open to a picture of Henry the VII. She was focusing on scribbling over the picture with a blue permanent marker.
"I'm not really sure you're improving his look there," he told her, slipping into the spot beside her.
"Considering that he's dead now, not really," she told him, putting the marker down. "Nathalie thought it would be beneficial to me to look over material during lunch… this really sucks."
"Are you really that far behind?" he asked, and Bridgette nodded.
"Nathalie told that if it ever got to the point where I would be allowed to go to school, I wouldn't start at lycẻe. I would need to start in your grade." Adrien was about a year younger than Bridgette, meaning he was in his final year at collẻge, whereas as Bridgette should be starting her first year at a lycẻe school. Adrien looked a little shocked but shrugged his shoulders.
"That's not necessarily a bad thing. If you did start school you could be in my class."
"But Nathalie says that's not going to happen. Mr. Agreste doesn't trust me given my history with boys."
"It was a coping mechanism, and besides you were thirteen when you left. When I was thirteen I was confused about my own feelings for girls."
"Yeah, we never did talk about that girl you said you had feelings for," Bridgette reached to take a bite of her sandwich when Adrien's cheeks flushed a deep pink and he simply chuckled and turned away. "Aw, don't tell me wittle Adwien is embawwassed!"
"It's nothing, just some girl."
"Is she in your class?"
"No, but I see her often when I go out."
"Well, I think I need to fly in and play matchmaker!" she winked at him and he smiled, shaking his head politely. In silence, they sat together as they enjoyed their lunch. There was something about just being beside each other once more that just felt so good. It had been so long since Bridgette had really been around anyone she could truly trust with her secrets and her past, and Adrien had very few people he would allow himself to be around, and even fewer that his father would want him to hang around. True, his father didn't exactly think Bridgette was the best of influences, however she was still family and his mother cherished her as much as she cherished Adrien. In fact, Bridgette was almost a sister in that way – the closest that ever truly felt like family after his mom. And she was no longer around.
Their peaceful dinner was suddenly interrupted by a burst of screams and shouts from down the street. Bridgette shot up from her seat and stared at the window. Her mouth dropped at the strange site that was happening not far outside the gates.
"Adrien!" she yelled as he came over to her side. Outside the window, a woman covered in flowers and leaves, and who looked to be almost a flower herself, used vines that grew out of her legs to travel quickly down the street. Young adults and kids were replaced by flowers every time she zapped them. "What the heck is this?!"
"Uh, Bridgette…" he stammered carefully. "Do you a few months back when I said there were some unexplained things going on in Paris?"
"With the people turning into evil villains and superheroes coming in and saving everyone?"
"Yeah, that."
"I thought that was some elaborate hoax someone was pulling that you fell for because you're gullible!" Adrien shook his head.
"No, it's real, and I need you to find somewhere to hide right now." Adrien tore out of the dining room and began to speed up the stairs. Bridgette followed suit, staying close at his heels
"No way, you have to come with me if I'm hiding."
"It's fine, I'll be done I just… I need to get something first."
"You know, in America, sometimes they ran tornado drills and we weren't supposed to-"
"I'm not going to tell you again, Bridgette! Go hide, right now!" Bridgette drew her hands back and made an offended face.
"Man, you are so much like your mother!" She leaned forward and kissed his check quickly. "Try not to die on the way!" Bridgette took off and zipped down the staircase. Adrien chuckled and slipped into his bedroom, making sure to close the door behind him. A small black creature, standing only a few inches tall and with a head nearly three times the size of its body, flew out of Adrien's sleeve and hovered in front of him. His eyes were bright green and he had pointed ears, like a cat.
"How come you never told me you had such an attractive cousin? Me-ow!"
"Hey," Adrien scolded the little sprite, his eyes narrowing at him. "She's off limits. And besides she's not even the same species. We have more important things to do."
"Do you think she likes camembert?" But Adrien didn't answer him. Instead he held out his hand, the one that wore the thick white ring.
"Plagg, claws out!" he yelled. With those magic words, the little black creature was absorbed into the ring, turning it black and leaving a glowing green paw print on the face of it. In a mere moment, Adrien's eyes were soon peering out of the smalls holes of a simple black domino mask. His hair fanned out more and gave him a more wild appearance. His green irises expanded to cover the whites of his eyes, so his whole eye was green, and the pupils transformed to narrow slits. His ears disappeared, and were replaced with a new pair of black cat ears protruding out from his hair. Then his whole outfit transformed. All the way from his neck, down his arms, chest, and legs, his clothes changed from his usual t-shirt, button up shirt, and jeans to a skin tight black outfit that defined his muscles. Below his neck with a golden bell. His hands were gloved with the same material, but the ends of the fingers had wicked claws, and his sneakers were replaced by heavy black boots. A silver retractable rod hung on his back, and just below that was a long strip of a tail.
With the change into Cat Noir complete, he pushed his window open and leapt into the outside. He extended the rod and used the end of it to push off of various roofs, making way for the latest akumatized victim.
"Come on! Don't you want to figure out who this girl is?" Alya pressured as she walked beside Marinette when they were heading home for lunch. Alya was clinging onto her friend desperately, pleading for a yes.
"I do but, I also don't want to intrude on Adrien's privacy. Maybe this girl is just a friend. That's great, but if she isn't… well, then I just have to accept that."
"Do you really think Adrien would enter a long-distance relationship?"
"I don't know, Alya."
"Of course you don't, because you can never learn anything about him romantically! I'm telling you, Marinette, you have to let me do some digging! I'll be done in a cinch!" But Marinette had tuned out. Her attention was caught by something down the street, way at the other end. It looked to be some giant plant turning people – no, children – into plants.
"Yeah, hey you get right on that, I'm going to head on home."
"Great! I'll get started right at lunch."
"Yeah, you do that… make sure you stay at home though!"
"Yeah, I got it, girl!" The enthusiastic young journalistic strutted down the opposite direction while Marinette took off behind a building. She opened the clasp on the clutch she kept at her side and a red sprite flew out, it's body speckled in a few black spots and it's head three times the size of its body.
"Tikki, I think someone else has been akumatized!" Marinette told her. The little red creature winked.
"You know what you got to do!" Marinette nodded.
"Tikki, spots on!" The red kwami was absorbed into her earrings, with turned read and grew five black dots on them. In the next moment, Marinette's pigtails soon had thin red ribbons holding them together, and she was wearing a black spotted red domino mask that made her bright aquamarine eyes stand out more. Her civilian clothes were replaced by a red body hugging suit, covered in many black polka dots. On the side of her waist appeared a red yoyo, also spotted with black. The suit covered her entire body, her feet, and her hands. She was almost an entirely different person now.
She swung her yoyo around, using the string to catch onto ledges and poles. With the yoyo as her lasso, she flung from building to building and landed right in the middle of the intersection where the newest villain was. It was a woman, her body completely transformed, including her hair, to look as if she were a walking strand of various flowers. She held a flower wand in her hand that she was using to transform various people – mostly children, but also adults who got in her way – into flowers.
"Hey!" Ladybug yelled out to the villain. Fleur du Mal turned to her and smiled before turning her wand onto her. She shot bursts of green light, three different times. Ladybug flipped and jumped to avoid them. "You know, this isn't how you go green."
"Some people need to learn to leave people's gardens alone!" She flung her wand again. Ladybug jumped to avoid it, but Fleur predicted her next move. She shot another beam of light right towards Ladybug's chest. Ladybug gasped and closed her eyes, but the light was deflected with the hum of metal. A rod had come between them and Ladybug looked up to see Cat Noir standing on the awning with her, between her and the enemy.
"Took you long enough!" she chastised.
"Sorry! I couldn't find my invitation to the garden party!" he flashed her a smug grin. "Did milady miss me that much?" He pulled her in closer and hopefully puckered his lips. She put her hand on his face and pushed him away.
"Not so much, Kitty," she teased, turning away from his grip. Another shot from the wand split the two of them, so Cat Noir leapt one way. Ladybug leapt the other way. She spun her yoyo around, creating a barrier that shot back each of the flower spells that Fleur was sending towards her. Cat Noir flipped several times to avoid the shots, slowly climbing up a couple of business buildings. Fleur's attention on him now, he used his rod to fend off her blows.
"You're getting to be a real thorn in my side," Cat Noir told her, before using his stick to push off the roof of the building and launch himself over her and land beside Ladybug again.
"The akuma has got to be in that flower in her hand," Ladybug said.
"So how do we get it away from her?" Cat Noir asked.
"I'm still trying to figure that out."
"Ladybug!" Cat Noir asked, pushing her aside and onto the ground just as another burst of magic was fired. It burst right next to Ladybug's hand at the moment the two partners landed on the ground.
"Thanks, that was close," Ladybug said appreciatively.
"Any closer and you would have been pushing up daises," he raised one eyebrow and smirked. Ladybug gave him an incredibly annoyed deadpan look before roughly pushing him away from her. By now, nearly the whole street was covered in flowers.
"Take their miraculous!" came Hawkmoth's voice in Fleur's head. Fleur yelled confidently and began to pick up the pace on her vine and leaf legs. Ladybug held onto Cat Noir and flung her yoyo up into the air so it hooked onto a ledge above them. She swung them up onto the top of a building, high enough so they were out of Fleur's reach. Ladybug panted, peering over the edge.
"Look!" Cat Noir shouted, pointing at their enemy. Ladybug focused even harder on her. She was only walking around the edges of the shadows of the buildings, staying in the silent. The superheroine gasped and shook Cat Noir's shoulders excitedly.
"Of course! She's avoiding the shadows, and only staying in the sun! Plants need sun to create energy! You deserve a kitty treat." Cat Noir grinned wickedly and put his arm across her shoulders.
"Do I get to choose?" he teased. Ladybug giggled and pulled his arm off of her.
"No time to stop and smell the roses, we got an akuma to catch!"
"I think I'm rubbing off a little on you." Ladybug swung her yoyo a couple of times.
"You wish!" she laughed, and then spun the yoyo into the air. "Lucky Charm!" The gadget was a rosy spinning vortex in the air before a small red backpack with black dots covered all over it landed into Ladybug's hands.
"A backpack…?" She questioned, and then saw a tab on the strap. "No, it's a parachute! I'm not really into skydiving." She looked up, noticing the sun high above a dead end road. She looked down at the intersection not far down from where they were positioned. Several large signs were also on the road. "Cat Noir, block the road!"
"At your command as always, Bugaboo!" He gave her a cheeky salute before flinging himself back onto the road and using his stick to break his fall. Cat Noir held out his hand in the air, curling his fingers and menacingly brandishing his claws. "Cataclysm!" His hand almost seemed to be electrically charged, shaking violently and glowing black. Fleur lunged for him, but he ran down the street, touching lampposts, streetlights, signs, anything even close to the proximity of the dead end road. Everything bent and rusted, curling up and bending in the direction of Fleur. Fleur hissed angrily at the moment Ladybug strapped on the backpack. She jumped off the building and pulled the cord right away.
"Cat Noir!" she yelled, and the black cat came barreling towards the scene. Ladybug slipped out of the straps so she was doing nothing but freefalling and relying on her partner to catch her. As she was falling, the parachute had filled the space over the road and between the buildings, just enough to shield the sun from getting to Fleur. Fleur bent her head and began to look very tired. She slowly became lethargic and dropped the flower wand she had been holding. The parachute was floating down towards her. Meanwhile, Ladybug was shouting just as she was hurling towards the ground. She closed her eyes tightly… and then was safely snatched up into Cat Noir's embrace.
"Oopsy daisy!" he said as he caught her. "Little reckless, don't you think?"
"You're no pansy, I knew you would catch me," Ladybug giggled.
"You're really working your way into my heart with your puns, milady!" he teased, and let his nose touch her. "You know, we should really bring our tulips together!"
"Awww, sorry," pouted Ladybug as she slapped her palm against his lips. "Looks like my hand got in the way! Oh well!" She jumped out of Cat Noir's arms and stomped on the flower Fleur had dropped. A glowing back butterfly flew from the debris. Ladybug used her finger to split the top of the yoyo open. "No more evil doing for you, little akuma. Time to de-evilize!" She flung the yoyo, catching the butterfly inside it. The device came back and landed in her hand. Once she opened it back up again, it floated away, pure and white once again. "Bye bye little butterfly!" Quickly, she collected the fabric of the parachute and then tossed it into the air. "Miraculous ladybug!" There was a surge in the air, and soon everything that had been destroyed was repaired, and everyone who had become flowers was once again human. Fleur changed back into her original form, and looked around, incredibly confused.
"Pound it!" Cat Noir and Ladybug said in unison, as they did their ritual of victoriously bumping fists. Then, there was a beeping noise as a spot disappeared on Ladybug's earrings, leaving only two remaining.
"Whoop, I better hurry before you see me as my regular boring self," Ladybug told the cat.
"Oh, milady. Remember, a rose by any other name would smell as sweet."
"Whatever you say Romeo!" She swung her yoyo and waved at him, before pulling herself up to zip on out of there. Cat Noir's ring began to blink as he was about to change as well.
"Oh no! Bridgette!" Using his stick, he sung on out of the street before the onlookers made their way to thank and congratulate him once more.
Okay so for those who are unaware, the schooling system in France, and actually most of Europe, is different. Acollẻge school in France is actually similar to middle school in the US, and from what I read has ages around 11-15, not to be confused with college in America . And thenlycẻe is more like high school, for ages 16-18. Each country is a little bit different but generally follows a system like that. In this story, I have Adrien as 15, although I don't think we really know his age. In the episode of Timebreaker, Alix is celebrating her 15th birthday so I guess everyone in her class is 15 too. Which is why Adrien would be at a collẻgeschool. Bridgette is a year older than Adrien so she should be in lycẻe but she flunked her classes so she's at the same level as Adrien.
Once again, I would highly appreciate it if you could leave a review but it's your life. You do you. Now I leave you so I can sleep and do adult things tomorrow like go to work... uggghhhhh. Rosie out.
