Disclaimer: You know, I WAS just sold the rights to Miraculous Ladybug. No really. And if you believe that, I have a bridge to sell you…
AN: Set sometime after the events of chapter one. For those of you wondering why Chloe's daughter has a different surname to her brother, it's because she's Chloe's child from her second marriage.
AN2: I only have a very rough idea how D&D even works, so forgive me for any errors I have the players make.
There were, Chloé thought to herself, some distinct disadvantages to moving back to Paris.
It was good of course to be home. London had been...interesting. And the shopping there was superb, the upper class housing very chic and Paris was only a quick trip by Eurostar away, but it was never the same. Unlike some of her classmates (cough*Max*cough) she never really felt at home in a foreign country. The English were so...different. And the weather…
Still, there were some distinct disadvantages to returning to Paris.
"Your party enters an ominous looking room. Torches of dark purple hang from the low ceiling and the light casts flickering shadows on the walls," a strange boys voice said from the games room. Chloé smiled. It was good to know that her daughter Carol had found herself a new group of friends to play her favourite game with. She had worried that her daughter would end up alone and bullied by (Chloé gave an internal shudder) people who were the same as she had been.
"Oooh, I cast perception spell!" Carol said excitedly and Chloé could almost see her daughter's face light up. There was a sound of dice rolling.
"Oh a ten!" the strange boy said. "You detect signs of an eldritch monster. Something big and deadly if it hits you."
"However, as you have detected it, you role initiative," the boy said. "The creature is hard to see, more shadow than real but you know that it's there."
"Hello Carol," Chloé said brightly as she entered the room. "Who are your new friends?"
Carol's blue eyes lit up as a smile crossed her face.
"Hi mum! This is Thomas Lahiffe-Césaire," she said, waving her hand at the dark skinned, glasses wearing boy beside her. A dark skinned boy with very familiar pair of brown eyes. Chloé suppressed an internal groan. At least that Agreste girl had the benefit of being Adrien's daughter, even if she was Marinette's child as well.
But Lahiffe-Césaire? There was no escaping who his parents were. At least they weren't dating. Yet. (But...well they were both around twelve years old...she didn't want to think about it.)
"Hello Ms Bourgeois," Thomas said slightly shyly. "Carol invited our group to play here…"
"Mum, you did say that it was okay to have our D&D games here," Carol added in a slightly nervous tone and Chloé smiled.
"Well yes. Aren't you going to introduce the rest of your friends?" she asked, plastering a smile on her face.
"Well this is Maribel Robert and Orianne Peters," she said, gesturing to the other two girls in the room. Orianne was a slightly chubby blond haired girl with bobcut, while Maribel was a tall, long-haired brunette. "And this is Gerald Daniel."
A red haired boy with freckles and blue eyes gave Chloé a small wave.
"Your parents know that you're here?" she asked and Thomas frowned.
"Yeah...for some reason my mum seemed to find it funny," (I bet she did! Chloé thought to herself) Thomas said with a slightly puzzled expression.
"Hmm…" Chloé said, thinking a little. "Well, we used to know one another in school. Well, enjoy your game!"
And with that she left, wondering who was next on her list of unpleasant surprises since she returned to Paris.