Hello Lovelies! I am finally back with another chapter for you peeps, so I hope you enjoy it! As you may have figured out, I'm making Hawkmoth and Gabriel two different people for simplicitys sake only(I was a 'Gabe is Hawkmoth' theorist from the beginning) and because I think the characters work out good this way, I am making Nooroo bad. Sorry Nooroo! Anyways, just wanted to clarify these things up and as always, THANK YOU FOR READING! Please let me know what you think in the comments!
-Cece
Chapter 4
The next morning, Nooroo crept into the hall to watch Tikki, Bridgette's cat.
She was simply napping on a chaise so quietly and peacefully, her tail hanging lazily off the edge…..….it absolutely sickened Nooroo.
He focused on her fluffy red tail and got ready to pounce.
ONE…he got into stalking position …TWO….he got ready to jump…and…..THREE! Nooroo ran forward with all of his might and…
"OOMPH!"
…Promptly landed hard on the floor when Tikki moved her tail out of the way. He shook it off quickly and stood up to face the now smirking cat.
"Enjoy it now sister, cause it's not going to be yours much longer." The dog barked, his purple bow jiggling in his hair.
Tikki scoffed at that. "Oh please, having delusions again Nooroo?"
"Let's just say the throne along with the Miraculous' are gonna belong to my master HawkMoth. And anything belonging to him, belongs to me. GrrrrrrrrrRUFF RUFF RUFF"
He then pounced and started chasing the purebred down the hall.
They raced over tables and chairs until finally they took one sharp turn too many. Tikki was able to jump, but Nooroo crashed into a dresser.
"Ooh." Tikki winced, "I hope you didn't break your pin."
"Pin! MY PIN!" Nooroo frantically looked in a nearby mirror for his signature butterfly broach. "Oh, thank goodness. My precious pin is all right"
He turned back around with an indignant look. "You better hope you have 9 lives red. Cause, you're going to need them all."
And with that they went on running again.
Meanwhile, in the front entrance of the castle a foreign carriage pulled up.
At the guard's inquiry one of the two passengers states, "I am Lord Lahiffe accompanied with Ambassador Noir, here by invitation of the queen."
As the guard walks away, the ambassador turns to the other person in the carriage.
"Adrien, are you sure about this?"
"I am, Nino."