"Daddy always takes me to the most boring places." Chloe complained as she stared at another statue and a painting of a half naked woman. She was only six and yet she'd never been interested in the places that her father took her on business meetings or just whenever. He did tell her though that Paris was 'culturally' rich and that she'd understand that all and so much more when she was older.

She stopped as she found a boy about her age; he was sitting down, drawing in a book on his lap and humming to himself. Chloe thought she might have known the song and so she sat down, glancing back over at him, and wondering what he was drawing in the middle of the Louvre.

"Hello?" He asked though he didn't look up, and Chloe was half positive that her father had told her to always look at people when they spoke, so that had to be rude of him.

"How about you look up at me?" She tried as she struggled to find the right words though he did look up at her then, and she saw that he had green eyes. Green eyes always seemed so pretty; Adrien had them and so did his mom. His mom's a model, so may be green eyes meant that some people might be models or just really, really pretty.

"I'm looking now." He insisted, and she smiled as she glanced down at his drawing, finding a woman's face that she was pretty sure she knew, but yet it also looked a bit different. He'd drawn a whole different outfit on her and drew this version of her differently, and instead of looking quite as serious, she looked relaxed and kind of happy.

"Oh." Chloe muttered dumbly, "Is that the M-Mona Lisa?" She pointed out as she peeked back down at her, "But she looks different?"

"Sort of." The boy admitted, "I thought that I'd draw her as a superhero since so many people visit her, but I don't know if I should give her a cape like Superman or not like Spiderman."

"No cape." Chloe admitted, "It's just not fashion-fashionable." She tried, "Mommy doesn't like capes, and Wonder Woman doesn't have a cape, does she?"

"No, but Raven does." The boy admitted, "And she looks so scary with a cape sometimes."

"Who's Raven?" Chloe asked as she glanced over at the boy beside her wondering just how much he knew about superheroes.

"She's another superhero." He admitted with a smile, "She's a demoness."

"O-Oh." Chloe admitted, "A d-demoness? What's that?"
"A girl demon." He answered her, "But Raven's not evil."

"Okay." Chloe admitted, "What's your name? Are you a superhero too?" If he knew so much about superheroes, then he had to be one, right?

"I'm Nathanael." He smiled, "And no, I'm not a superhero. I'd be Super Nathan though."

"Oh, that would be cool!" Chloe agreed as she tucked herself by his side, "I'm Chloe. My daddy's got an important meeting with someone here, so I'm kind of lonely."

"Okay." Nathanael answered her, "Want me to teach you how to draw?"

"S-Sure." Chloe beamed; she'd made her second friend, and he had such pretty green eyes too. She kind of wished that she had green eyes; they'd make a lovely green eyed team then!

Chloe sighed, 'Daddy has to discuss something at the office again.'

'His words or yours?' Was all that Nathanael typed back to her.

'His.' She sighed, 'Your mother needs to get you a phone, Nath, and you need to stop using hers.'

'I'm twelve, almost thirteen. Mom doesn't have the money to pay for my own phone, so I use hers. Not everyone is the mayor's daughter.' Nathanael typed back, and Chloe rolled her eyes.

'Adrien has a phone too.' She pointed out as she glanced back over at the time; her father didn't mean to leave her to eat dinner alone tonight. It just happened sometimes when work got busy.

'His dad owns a famous fashion company, and his mom is a famous model. Relax, I don't come from money.' Nathanael typed, and she could just imagine that sarcastic tone of voice that he liked to use whenever she got 'whiny.' He didn't use those words, but she'd heard them before and they kind of fit.

'Yeah.' Chloe typed.

'Hey, did you read that comic that I sent over?' Nathanael responded, and Chloe smiled at the thought of it.

'Majestia? Why is there no romance?' Chloe typed, 'It's boring without.'

'There's no one for her to date.' Nathanael typed out, 'Besides the action is the best.'

'You read weird stuff.' Chloe typed out as she laid down on her bed.

'You watch weird stuff.' Nathanael retorted, and Chloe smiled, biting back a laugh. This was why she liked talking to him when her father was away at work. Adrien was too nice to her and told too many puns, and he usually fretted over her and understood too well. Nathanael on the other hand easily retorted back, told no puns, though he talked about superheroes when he could.

He still dreamed of being one, but neither of them tended to mention 'Super Nathan,' though sometimes Chloe wondered if he still called himself that. He'd become her favorite part about going to the Louvre with her father.

'It's normal girls' stuff. Mommy watches with me when she isn't busy, and when I visit her.' Chloe responded gently, always hating that feeling that never quite left her that may be her mother had left because of her, and that's why she didn't still live with Chloe. Her daddy said that it wasn't her fault at all though that's all that he'd said.

'But I'm a boy.' Nathanael sent her; he never mentioned her mom, like he sort of knew to not talk about it. He lived with just his mother now, and Chloe never mentioned his dad.

His father had died about a year or so ago, and so Chloe just pretended that Nathanael only had a mom, and she only had a dad. Sometimes she pretended that her dad would marry his mom, and they'd get to live together and be sort of siblings. It was easier to think about than the fact that they'd both keep wishing for their family back. If it did happen, may be their families wouldn't feel so broken, and Chloe'd actually have siblings.

'You have long hair though.' Chloe typed back though she smiled; she loved Nathanael's hair. It was so soft and fun to play around with and looked so pretty in red. She didn't mind that it was a bit longer than any other boy she knew's hair; if she was Nathanael, she'd keep it long too. More soft hair made for more time to twirl it or run your fingers through it. Her hair wasn't as naturally soft, and Adrien's hair almost always had weird goop in it, so it felt hard sometimes.

'I know, and you're always playing with mine.' Nathanael typed out, 'How are you doing though?'

Sometimes he asked the weirdest questions, Chloe thought, even though they'd already asked 'How are you,' earlier when they first started texting today.

'I don't always play with it.' Chloe typed out before she decided to send him another text, 'I'm fine. Adrien smothers me, and Sabrina doesn't get it. I'm just happy to talk to you.'

'Smothers?' Nathanael asked.

'Mommy likes that word. She says it's sort of like always worrying and being really, really huggy and stuff. Mommy doesn't smother me though. She does the opposite.' Chloe finally finished.

'Oh, I thought it was someone else's word.' Nathanael typed, 'I don't smother or I don't think I do.'

'But you're usually so nice, so you might accidentally smother people.' Chloe smiled at the thought; she'd known Nathanael since they were little kids, and he was! She wasn't always nice though. Being nice was overrated or at least, she'd always heard that you can't always be nice from her parents, so she rarely bothered.

'I doubt it. Adrien smothers us. He's like our mom in the group. Sabrina hesitates. And you, you're just mean.' Nathanael typed though Chloe didn't mind. He was joking, she was pretty sure, and his jokes weren't meant to be super 'business' like serious.

'I'm not mean, not really, just not nice.' Chloe sighed.

"You like Marinette?" Chloe looked absolutely scandalized, "B-But aren't I prettier, and I've been your friend for so long."

"She's different from you, and I like you, just not the same way that I like Marinette. You can like two people differently." Nathanael told her as if she didn't already know.

"B-But she's the baker's daughter, and she'll fatten you up with sweets." Chloe complained.

"I don't come from money, and I don't care if I gain a little weight. They aren't cannibals, and I'm not a pig, so I'll be fine." Nathanael told her.

"Cannibals eat people, not pigs." Chloe told him stubbornly.

"I meant either or, Chloe, not both." Nathanael sighed, looking just a hint frustrated, "They're nice people. Just try talking to them like you do with Sabrina, Adrien, and I. You'll be fine, and you might actually get along."

"But I'm the mayor's daughter. I'm not supposed to be talking to mere bakers." Chloe grumbled.

"You talk to a 'mere' artist." Nathanael argued, not bothering to ask where she'd gotten the word from; she liked to 'borrow' words from her parents sometimes.

"You're not a mere artist!" Chloe screamed, "Besides that, you're my friend, and you've been my friend for a very long time."

"I know I have." Nathanael sighed, "But Marinette's family and Marinette could be your friends too, and if I ask Marinette out, you'll have to get along with her."

"But she likes Adrien!" Chloe screamed before she could really think about it, and once it clicked in her head, she saw saw the horror in Nathanael's eyes and instantly regretted it.

"Oh." He muttered, and she realized perhaps a second too late that he hadn't yet figured that part out.

"Nath, I'm sorry." Chloe stuttered, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I was stupid." She hated apologizing to anyone, but she felt the need to when she'd hurt her friends so much. Her parents may have split up, and her mom may have left, but no matter how mean she was, Adrien and Nathanael didn't leave her. Sabrina almost had, but that was an accident.

"I guess you won't have to learn to like her unless Adrien realizes how absolutely amazing she is." Nathanael's anger or disappointment or whatever it was melted away as tears began to form in his eyes.

"I said, I'm sorry!" Chloe shouted by accident; she apologized. He shouldn't be crying, and he still was.

She wrapped her arms tight around him like she was hugging Adrien and tried to will pleasant thoughts in his head, but her mind was blank of anything good to say, and she kind of regretted her mouth and her tendency to not watch it too much unless she was with her father as he spoke to someone else as the mayor. Anything business like meant that she had to play nice or find inventive ways of appearing nice without being nice.

"It's not you. I know you." Nathanael muttered, and somehow it felt like those words made her world crash further around her as it wasn't that she hadn't caused it, but she felt like she'd effectively ripped Marinette out of Nathanael's life with just a few words. She hoped that he didn't blame Adrien, because Adrien liked Ladybug, and no one blamed him for that.

"But, Nath." Chloe took a deep breath as an idea appeared in her head, "She'll like you one day, I know it. You're you. What's not to like? And, and, and... she doesn't come from money either, so she'll want to be with you and not Adrien."

"People like her, Chloe, don't think about things like that. I know Adrien, and I know why she likes him then. I can't expect to win over her heart then." Nathanael left the room, and Chloe felt like running after him like those post breakup scenes in movies when people try to keep their boyfriend or girlfriend from running away or moving or anything like that. They always seem to get back together again, unlike her parents, and even though, Nathanael was just a friend, she didn't want to lose him.

"Nath, don't leave. You're my best friend." And in a way, it was true. She talked to Nathanael usually more than Sabrina and Adrien since Nath always told her how it was. She'd been there when he started getting shyer and tried to protect him from bullies, and he always made her feel welcome without being overbearing.

"I'm not leaving, just going home." He told her, and she believed him though she also knew that he hated crying in public now and so, he was going home to cry.

"Nath, call me in an hour, please?" She asked though she felt more like she was pleading even though the words didn't sound that way.

"I'll try, but you might want to call me." And his attempt to try to put a smile on his face told him that he'd be okay. He'd probably be mad at her later, and may be he'd still be hurting from this, but he'd get happier again.

Chloe sometimes hated the words that came out of her mouth, and today had been one of those days. May be she would try to be nicer to the Dupain-Chengs, and may be she'd try to get Nath and Marinette together out of the goodness of her heart. She just wasn't sure if she had the patience or the ability to do that, but Nath deserved more from her than some sharp as knives can be words and the reality that the girl that he liked liked his other frined.

It would take time, but they'd try to patch this up and get a little bit better. They were childhood friends after all.