"ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴠɪʟʟᴀɪɴ ɪs ᴀ ʜᴇʀᴏ ɪɴ ʜɪs ᴏᴡɴ ᴍɪɴᴅ."

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"Pound it!" Chat Noir and Ladybug bumped fists as a confused old woman looked around. She gasped when she saw all of the kittens and cats wandering around the streets, dazed and confused. She had gotten angry at all of the citizens who walked by and ignored the homeless felines and thus, Granny Catahomes was created. However, the battle was easily won since the heroes used the love she had for Chat Noir as an advantage.

"What on earth happened?" she asked as Ladybug helped her stand. She dusted off her rumpled outfit and gratefully took the cane where the Akuma once resided from Chat. "Where did all of these cats come from?"

"They escaped from the animal shelter, ma'am," Ladybug lied. Granny Catahomes had searched all over Paris to collect strays and even house cats. Now, Ladybug and Chat Noir had to find their real homes and hopefully a place to stay for the ones without one. "But don't worry, we'll bring them back to where they belong."

"Oh, thank you, Ladybug." She smiled reached her wrinkled hand out to scratch Chat under his chin, causing him to purr. "And you too, pretty kitty."

"It was our pleasure, ma'am!" Chat replied. As the old woman walked away, Ladybug's miraculous began to beep in warning. She gave Chat a small grin and he nodded in understanding.

"I have to go, Kitty," she said, taking out her Yoyo. "Will you be able to find a place for all of your friends?"

"Of course I will, m'lady." He gazed around at the stranded cats and tilted his head in thought. "As a matter of fact, I think I have the purfect place."

"Okay," she swung her yo-yo, latching it onto a building. "Bug out!" And with that, Chat watched her fly into the air and disappear among the city. He sighed to himself, still staring at the place his lady disappeared. He couldn't help getting all goofy when she was around him. They were a perfect team together as heroes.

I wonder if we would be perfect together without the masks...His miraculous also beeped, snapping him out of his fantasies. He sighed and began to gesture for the cats to come to him. They obeyed, purring and meowing loudly as they crowded around the hero. He laughed, picking up a pure white kitten with a pink ribbon and letting it lick his nose.

"Hey, there, beautiful," he said as he began to walk out of the park. The rest of the cats and kittens followed, trailing behind him like baby chicks. "Time to bring you all back to where you belong."

"Claws in," Chat sighed in exhaustion as he plopped onto his bed. His suit disappeared, leaving behind a white shirt, blue jean's, and tennis shoes. Plagg flew right for his cabinet filled with camembert as Adrien stared up at his ceiling, tired from finding all of the cats a home. He had to retransform sometime during it just to have the ability to replace all the felines. However, knowing that they all had a roof over their heads made him smile.

A knock on his door made him sigh and sit up and his fathers' assistant, Natalie, entered his room. She had on her usual business attire, her black and red hair pulled back into a tight bun. Her dull eyes gazed at Adrien in slight disinterest before she finally spoke.

"Your father would like to see you," she said as if calling for the next client.

"Right now?" he checked the clock beside his bed. It was almost 11pm. "It's pretty late, isn't it?"

"Should I tell him you're about to rest?" She suggested, turning to leave.

"No!" Adrien quickly said as he hurried to the door. His father had never really given him much attention, so every chance he got, he took. Adrien made his way to his fathers' office and knocked, Natalie waiting behind him. After a bit of silence, his fathers' voice floated through the door, telling him to enter and for Natalie to wait outside. With a bit of hesitation, Adrien opened the door and entered his father's office.

Gabriel Agreste stood with his back to the door, gazing out over Paris. His hands were clasped behind his stiff back, always professional, always attentive.

To his work and appearance at least.

"You asked for me, father?" Adrien stood beside the entrance hesitantly. His father didn't answer right away but eventually faced him, blue eyes dull to everything he saw.

"Yes, there's something I need to tell you," Gabriel walked over to his desk and opened a drawer. Adrien watched as he pulled out a worn journal with a peacock feather on the front. "This journal belonged to your mother. " Adrien stared at the book and his father, mildly shocked at the information he was getting. "She wanted you to have it someday but I just wasn't sure when to give it to you."

"But...father..." Gabriel walked over to his son and held the journal out, however, Adrien felt himself hesitate to take it. "Is it really...from her?" Adrien glanced up from the journal to look at his father and felt himself flinch as he stared into the man hard gaze. Without another thought, he cautiously took the journal and sighed when his father s gaze softened a bit.

"You see..." Gabriel pointed to the feather design on the front of it. "Your mother was a hero...a savior for Paris. Like Ladybug and Chat Noir," he made sure he had his son's attention. "In this book, she wrote down all of her adventures about it...and she wanted you to read them so that it would maybe one day inspire you."

Adrien lightly brushed his hand over the journal. His mother's name was etched into the bottom right corner of it.

Emilie Agreste

My mother...was a superhero?

"I have not opened it," Gabriel said, much to Adriens' surprise. "I couldn't bear to reminisce in her wonderful life when she is not here."

"Why now, father..." Adrien asked, a frown of confusion etched onto his face. "Why are you just bringing this up?"

"I feel that you should know a little more about her," he said softly before he straightened his suit jacket. He put his hands behind his back and just like that, he was no longer Adriens' father.

He was Gabriel Agreste.

"You are dismissed," he told his son before turning and walking away from him. Adrien didn't argue, however, he did feel a slight pinch of pain in his chest from the cold dismissal. He wished he could say more but he knew his father wouldn't change. After his mother disappeared, he's always been this way.

With a sigh, Adrien left the office, journal clutched to his hands. He hurried to his room, briskly walking by Natalie as he entered and shut the door firmly behind him. With a click, the lock was in place and he hurried to his desk, turning on the lamp and illuminating the journal.

"What's that you got there?" Plagg flew from his hiding spot and hovered next to Adriens' face as the teenager once again, ran his hand over the cover, feeling the feather and signature embroidery.

"Answers," he replied softly as he opened the book.

ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛs ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ!

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