Drabble 6
The Kidnapping of Chloé
Jack cackled madly as he prepared his latest evil plan.
"Soon, all of Paris will be within my grasp" he ranted to himself from within his lab. "The city of lights will be the start of my conquest for world domination!" He then threw back his head and laughed.
Only to pause as he noticed a distinct lack of lightning to accompany it.
"Jack-Bot 057!" he whined, turning to the robot in question. "You're supposed to flicker the lights when I do my evil laugh!"
The Jack-Bot let out an apologetic sounding whirr, and moved to hover by the light switch.
Seeing this, Jack coughed, and muttered, "Now where was I, oh yeah." He threw back his head and laughed again, this time appropriately accompanied by flashes of light.
The next day dawned like any other in Paris. The birds were singing, the tourists were wandering around with cameras, and Chloé Bourgeois was acting like her usual awful self.
"What do you mean they won't send me tickets to Adrien's next fashion show!" she ranted at her best friend Sabrina.
Sabrina scrunched herself up in an attempt to make herself as small as possible as she replied meekly, "They said that your, uh, behavior at his last show was, um…"
"Was what?!" shrieked Chloé demandingly.
Sabrina winced, and spouted the answer as rapidly as she could in hopes Chloé wouldn't fully understand it. "...Atrocious, and they will no longer allow you to attend any further shows." She then ducked her head and braced herself for the Chloé explosion that was sure to come.
Chloé did not disappoint.
"WHAT!" she bellowed loud enough that the Xiaolin Monks in China all looked up from their training in confusion. "How dare they say that about me! Atrocious?! I am the farthest possible thing from atrocious you can possibly be! Ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous! Do they even know who my father is?"
Sabrina was practically cowering at the question, and stuttered out, "Um, y-yes, but th-they- the company- threatened to no l-longer host sh-shows in Paris if you were a-allowed to attend."
Hearing this, Chloé screamed in rage, and began reaching for her phone to call her father and complain.
Neither girl noticed a small black butterfly fluttering closer and closer to Chloé, too busy caught up in their own drama. Even though a person had never been akumatized twice, the amount of rage Chloé was exhibiting made her a prime candidate for an attempt.
But before the butterfly could land on something the bratty girl owned, Chloé was suddenly snatched off the ground with a shriek and carried high into the air.
Sabrina could only gape as a goth boy driving a strange flying machine flew off with Chloé (who was screeching all the way), laughing like a maniac as he did so. All she could do was lift up her phone and record the strange phenomenon so that people would actually believe her when she told them about it.
Meanwhile, the akuma that was supposed to be for Chloé hovered in the air as if wondering what it was supposed to do now. Then it turned and flew back to Hawkmoth, and the question of if a person could be akumatized twice remained a mystery.
Within his latest flying machine, Jack continued let out his evil laugh at how flawlessly his plan was going off.
Now he had the Mayor's daughter as his prisoner, and he could force her father to turn the city over to his rule. First Paris, then world domination, and not a hero in sight to stop him.
Suddenly his laughter was cut off when he felt his phone buzz in his pocket.
Answering it without looking at the number, Jack demanded, "What?"
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," said a sing-song voice on the other end.
Jack blinked in surprise, and pulled back his phone to look at the screen.
His surprise doubled as he took in the sight of Cat Noir smirking back at him through the screen. "What?" he asked again in utter confusion.
"Kidnapping Chloé Bourgeois," said Cat Noir smugly. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."
"HOW THE HECK DID YOU GET MY NUMBER?!" shouted Jack.
"Superhero secret," said Cat Noir with a shrug. "But seriously, it'd be better if you let Chloé go now. You'll regret it in the long run otherwise."
Jack scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Oh yeah, why? Because you and your buggy girlfriend are going to come stop me and save her?"
Cat Noir shook his head, and continued to look smug. "Nope, Ladybug and I won't even have to lift a finger to get her back. I'm just warning you now to save you a headache later."
Jack glanced over the side of his machine curiously to look down at the still screeching Chloé. "Why, does she have some sort of super escape artist skills or something?"
"Nope, just a really big mouth and horrible personality," said Cat Noir.
Jack snorted at that response. "I have to put up with Omi's bragging about himself and butchering slang almost on a daily basis. I think I can handle whatever chitchat she can throw at me."
Cat Noir shrugged. "Don't say I didn't warn you," he said, and hung up the call.
Jack continued his flight back to his lab with a growing sense of dread after that.
A few minutes later, Chloé was fuming inside the golden birdcage Jack had once used to contain Kimiko. The genius had since fixed the flaws that had allowed Kimiko to escape last time, and had Jack-Bots stationed on either side of the cage to keep an eye on the blond girl.
Not that any thought of possible danger seemed to phase the girl, as she continued to complain every chance she got. The entire time from the moment of her capture she would Not. Shut. Up.
"Why is it so dark in here?" she whined as she squinted and tried to see through the shadowy basement lab. "I can barely see anything."
"It's an evil lab," Jack said in exasperation from where he was cutting letters out of magazines to make a ransom demand. "It's supposed to be dark and threatening."
Chloé turned to glare in the direction of his silhouette against the light of his desk lamp. "Oh yeah, so threatening," she said sarcastically. "Did I mention that Ladybug is, like, totally my best friend, and she's going to kick your butt for kidnapping me."
Jack scoffed. "If that bug-girl is friends someone like you then she needs to work on her taste in friends."
"What do you know? It's not like you have any friends," snapped Chloé, tossing her head arrogantly. "I bet a real evil lab would be better lit."
"This is a real evil lab!" Jack yelled angrily. "And I do so have friends," he added, thinking of his new ones.
Chloé let out an unladylike snort. "Please," she said. " I know a friendless loser when I see one. And I've seen tons of evil labs in movies. None of them look like this filthy place."
"You do know movies aren't real, right," said Jack dryly. "They make things look better than they actually are to sell tickets."
Chloé rolled her eyes. "Whatever," she said dismissively. "Just let me out of this stupid cage already. I have a hair appointment in a five minutes."
Jack stared at her. "You do realize you're a prisoner, right? The whole point is that you're held here against your will, and can't leave."
"Oh, shut up and let me out already," she snarled. "Do you know how much work it is to keep my hair looking this fabulous? I can't just go around with bad hair, it's the worst thing ever." She then sneered at the spiked shape of Jack's hair in his silhouette. "Not that you would know anything about that."
Jack groaned and banged his head against his desk as Chloé started going off on a tangent about proper hair care, and how she deserved the pampering because of how important she was.
"Please just shut up," he groaned, but it went unheard as Chloé continued to chatter on with every word out of her mouth filled with arrogance, spite, and as demeaning towards Jack as she could possibly be.
On a rooftop not far from Jack's house, Ladybug and Cat Noir sat and kept surveillance of the mansion.
"Not that I'm all that eager to go rescue Chloé," said Ladybug as she glanced over at her partner, "but shouldn't we at least do something?"
Cat Noir snickered and reclined against a chimney. "Nah," he said with the tone of someone eagerly awaiting the punch line of a joke. "I've been keeping an eye on Spicer since the thing with Corporate Giant. Trust me, Chloé's in no real danger."
Ladybug looked contemplative as she thought of the boy she'd recently started an odd sort of friendship with. From what she'd seen, Jack wasn't the type to deliberately hurt someone. For someone claiming to be evil, he was relatively harmless. "Well, I suppose that's true," she said finally.
"Besides," said her partner with a confident smirk, "I'll bet money that Jack'll be begging us to take her back within the next five minutes."
Ladybug winced as she thought of all the horrible things Chloé had said and done in the past and felt a shot of pity for the boy genius. She then nodded in agreement. "No bet," she said blandly, knowing without a doubt it was true.
On cue, Jack's flying machine shot out of his garage, and the second the genius spotted the duo, he flew straight at them and dumped Chloé at their feet.
"TAKE HER!" Jack shouted from his pilot seat. "JUST TAKE HER, I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! SHE WILL NOT SHUT UP!"
Chloé jumped to her feet, and looked like she was about to give Jack a piece of her mind, but was quickly distracted by the presence of Ladybug. With an excited squeal, she latched herself onto the heroine with a delighted cry of, "Ladybug was coming to rescue me!" and immediately began taking selfies next to her (much to Ladybug's dismay).
Cat Noir laughed, and used his staff to propel him up onto the flying machine, and sat primly on the edge next to the defeated looking genius.
"I tried to warn you," the hero said smugly.
Jack only massaged his forehead and groaned in reply.
"And did I mention she's the cause of most of this city's akumas?" Cat Noir added innocently.
Jack looked up just enough to give the catboy a halfhearted glare, before relying dryly, "Now that I can believe."
Below them, Ladybug managed to shake Chloé off and take off across the rooftops to get away from her, and both Jack and Cat Noir took that as a signal to make themselves scarce as well.
Chloé blinked, and looked around as she realized she was suddenly alone on the rooftop.
"Wait! How am I supposed to get down from here!" she yelled.
A/N Sorry this is late. If you can't tell, I don't really like Chloé. But when Jack heard she was the Mayor's daughter, I'm sure the first thing he would have thought of is that if he kidnapped her, he might be able to take over the city. Of course, considering that Chloé is the literal worst, things didn't turn out as planned. Also, she doesn't really get a good look at Jack throughout the kidnapping, so if she meets Jack later on she probably won't recognize him
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