Hello dear fellow Miraculours! I am alive again after suffering the horrendously shitty torment of Seven Essays And Two School Projects assigned and due within 3 weeks. I swear, my teachers have it in for us! Anyway, here's the newest chapter of Predcecessors and Cousins! I noticed a few people commenting that Chloe was a little OOC, and I'm well aware of that. It's intentional. Zag has already confirmed that Chloe will indeed recieve the bee miraculous, so I predict that we're going to see a big change in her character over the next two seasons. That's why she's OOC.
To those of you on Instagram(and maybe Twitter/Facebook, I'm not sure) following Jeremy_Zag, WHO ELSE IS EXCITED FOR THE 2019 MIRACULOUS LADYBUG MOVIE!? I KNOW I AM! Sure, it's a little while to wait, but I think that after this TV show we've all developed/are developing a lot of patience.
So, I've got another announcement. I'm kind of in need of a couple of characters for this fic, whether side characters like Bridgette and Felix's friends or new villains/akumas or new superheros/miraculous weilders, and I was hoping that all of you readers would help me out! If you've got a character is mind(it can literally just be a name and gender though general appearance/preferances would also be nice) you can leave their description in the comments(because I still have no idea how the hell PM'ing works) and I'll do my absolute best to work them into the story!
Ok Ok, enough is enough. ON WITH THE STORY!
-LilacLuna14
Marinette was quite sure that Tikki was keeping something from her. Over the days since the last akuma attack, she and Adrien had been spending considerably more time together. Marinette could now talk to him normally, and even joke with him a little. While the ladybug kwami was ecstatic about this, Marinette had noticed that she seemed very on edge and almost jumpy.
Marinette decided to confront her aboit this. "Tikki, are you alright? You've been acting very strange recently." Marinette -asked. Tikki jumped at Marinette's voice. "Oh, Marinette. I'm sorry!" "You're fine, Tikki, but you just jumped at the sound of my voice. What's got you so on edge right now?"
"I can't say so, Marinette, but my guess is that you'll find out soon enough." Marinette didn't know what to think of this, but she trusted Tikki and decided to leave it at that.
Over at the Agreste mansion, Adrien had been having similar problem with Plagg. The black cat kwami hadn't been requesting camembert very often, and was constantly watching the window. "Plagg, what's gottem into you?" Adrien finally asked. "You've hardly asked me for any camembert, only eaten part of what I've brought up anyway, and you've been watching that window for hours!"
Plagg sighed. "Look, kid, I can't tell you what's up. Trust me, I wish I could, but I can't. I guess you'll probably find out pretty soon, they're both restless most of the time." "Who?" Adrien asked. Plagg realized his slip of the tongue. "Nevermind that! Go do your homework! You've got that essay due end of the week, right?"
Adrien raised his eyebrows. Plagg, the number one procrastinator and lazy guy, asking him to do homework? Something was definitely up. Adrien grabbed his phone. "I'm going to call Marinette." He hit the call button on her contact. "Adrien? Hey, what's up?" Marinette answered.
Adrien smiled. "Wanna go get some coffee?" "Yes." He could hear the relief in her voice. "Where should I meet you?" Adrien looked outside. It was November, and the leaves on the trees had all changed into their beautiful red, orange, and gold hues. "What about the park? We can walk from there."
"Sounds great! Don't forget to wear a coat!" Marinette reminded him. Adrien laughed. "Likewise." "See you, fiftenn minutes?" " you then!" She clicked off. Adrien stood up and walked over to his closet. A grey coat from his father's fall line was hanging up. It was the only one of the coats that he actually liked to wear.
After pulling it on, he pulled out the blue scarf his father had gotten him for his birthday. Looking at the shimmering threads, he loved the intricate pattern. Maybe his father did care after all...
Or, upon looking more closely at the pattern, maybe not. Because spelled out in the thread was a name: Marinette. Adrien thought back to the day of his birthday. Marinette had been trying to give him a gift, but hadn't been able to thanks to Chloe.
Adrien's blood boiled. His own father had stolen a gift from his classmate and tried to give it to him under his name isntead of hers? Adrien wondered how he hadn't seen it earlier. His father wasn't nearly nice enough to actually get him a gift. Adrien decided he would ask Marinette about it at the park, so he wrapped the scarf around his neck and headed out the door with Plagg and his phone tucked into his pocket.
Marinette arrived to the park early, as it was right across the street from her house. He had worn a pretty red coat of her own sewing and design with a little red beanie hat. She had changed from her regular pink jeans and black jacket into a pair of black leggings and a wide-necked gold tunic and brown-and-gold scarf underneath, her usual flats also being replaced by a pair of ankle boots.
"Hey, Marinette!" She heard someone call. She turned, and a smile broke out onto her face. "Adrien!" She waved as he walked over. She noticed the blue scarf he was wearing, the one she had made but that he though was from his father. "You've not been waiting long, right?" He asked, ever the gentleman.
She shook her head. "No, I just got here quickly since I live so close. So, where did you want to go?" "I actually needed to ask you about something first." Adrien said. "Oh?" Marinette asked. He nodded, and took of the scarf.
"You made this, didn't you?" Marinette's lips parted. He'd figured it out?" "Yes." She answered. "And you were trying to give it to me on my birthday, right?" She nodded. "So, my father had nothing to do with it?" She shook her head. "How did it end up at my house, then?" Adrien asked.
Marinette swallowed. "I dropped it off a little bit before the Bubbler incident. I'd forgotten to sign it, so there was a post-it saying it was from me on the front. It must have fallen off or something." Or something is right. My father mist have taken off the post-it! Adrien thought.
"I'm so sorry I didn't realize sooner. I should have. My father isn't the most caring type; I can't believe I actually entertained the posibility of him really getting me a gift." Sadness filled Adrien's eyes. Marinette, being Marinette, stepped forward and hugged him. Naturally, he hugged back.
"I'm really sorry, Adrien." "Thank you, Marinette, but you have nothing to be sorry for. My father does." Adrien stepped back from the hug. Marinette's cheeks went pink when he took her hand and smiled. "Now, where do you want to go get coffee from?" "I know this great little café a few streets away." Marinette replied.
"Altight, then. Lead the way." She didn't actually lead as the walked off, but told him when thry were to turn and such. All the while, they talked about many things. "So, how long is Felix staying?" Marinette asked. "I actually don't know. Until he feels like leaving, I guess. What about Bridgette?" "Likewise." "Hm." "I know it's early, but do you have any Thanksgiving and/or Christmas plans?"
Marinette asked. "No. My father's not going to be around for either holiday." Adrien replied in melancholy. Marinette chewed her lip, searching for a solution. Her face lit up as the got one. "Hey! What if you came to my house for both holidays?" She exclaimed. "Felix too!"
"Could I?" Adrien asked, growing excited. "Oh, I'm quite sure my parents would love to have you! And since Bridgette and Felix are now dating, that makes it even better!" Adrien was thrilled. He might actually get to spend Thanksgiving and Christmas with a family for the first time since his mother's death.
After she had passed, his father hsd grown Scrooge-like and come to hate Thankshiving and Christmas, more so the latter, because they were meant to be celebrated with family. And he no longer had a whole family.
"I'm so excited! Thank you so much, Marinette!" Adrien exclaimed. Marinette smiled. "I'm going to call my mom and talk it over with her, okay?" "Okay!" Marinette talked to her mother over the phone while Adrien walked with her. Everything seemed to be going perfectly for the two teens.
But as for their kwami, they knew this was only the shallow end of the pool. Beeline and Reynard had been awoken. More was to come. They had both seen Reynard's new chosen dashing around Parisian rooftops clad in orange testing his powers. They could only imagine what Beeline's new chosen would be like.
For now, they couldn't tell their chosens about this lest they panick, but they would find out soon enough.
Ok! Chapter 7 in done! See you next chapter!
