Summary: Alya invites the dance team to the local aquarium but after the tour guide is akumatized into King Penguin, Alya must save the day as Rena Rouge.

It was only the first day of Autumn and the leaves were already changing color and dropping to the ground. It really began to feel like the start of school season. On this morning, a girl in Paris was still asleep. Toys, gadgets and throw pillows were scattered all over the floor of her room. Alya woke up to the sound of birds chirping when her phone rang loudly.

"I'm awake," shouted Alya. She propped herself up on her bed, taking her eyeglasses from her nightstand and placing them squarely on her face. "Geez. This room is a mess!"

Alya got up from her bed, lazily slouching over to her desktop computer. The monitor was already on and opened to a familiar website: the Ladyblog. She flipped through its pages, watching videos of Ladybug saving the day again… and again. Alya reminisced about all the times she got to fight alongside Ladybug.

"Oh, Ladybug," sighed Alya wistfully. "Why can't we fight side by side all the time?"

A knock on the door startled Alya.

"Come in," she said.

"It's me," said Alya's mother, creaking the door open. "It looks like you got some mail."

"Really?" asked Alya, walking over to her mother. Her mother handed her this mysterious letter. "Who could it be from?"

"I don't know," she replied.

When those words hit Alya's ears, her pent up excitement completely deflated. It was probably just some random letter from school.

"Oh," said Alya. "I guess I'll just read it later. I have to get ready for school anyway."

"All right," said Alya's mother. "Just don't forget about it. It might be important!"

"I'll keep that in mind, mom," chuckled Alya. "Now get outta here!"

Alya's mother smiled at her, closing the door behind her quietly. Just then, Alya's expression changed to one of boredom. She went on to move through the motions: she put school clothes on, she brushed her teeth, she double-checked her homework for the day ahead… normal. Everything was just so NORMAL.

On the way out, Alya stepped out of her house and again, everything was normal. She walked down the same road being passed by the same people talking about the same thing as they did every other day. Would anything about her life ever change?

Before Alya knew it, she was already in class. Naturally, Marinette was seated beside her, trying to distract her from the boring lecture.

"Alya," said Marinette. "What's going on? You look kind of sad."

"Oh, no," lied Alya. She pretended to take notes. "It's nothing."

"Really, Alya?" said Marinette. "You're not a very good liar."

"Fine!" said Alya, showing Marinette the video that she had been watching earlier in the morning of Ladybug and Chat Noir fighting with an akuma. "It's just… why is it that some people get to have such a cool life and the rest of us get… this!"

Alya spread her arms wide, gesturing to the classroom with students who gave her weird looks.

"Oh, Alya," said Marinette. "I know it seems like superheroes get to live an exciting life but you never really know what they're going through. Superheroes have issues too, you know."

"I never see them having any issues," pouted Alya. "It just isn't fair."

The bell rang. All of the students started to scatter out of the room.

"It is fair, Alya," said Marinette sternly. "We have to live our own lives and appreciate that there are superheroes out there who are willing to risk theirs to keep us safe."

"Yeah, yeah," whined Alya. "Everything is great. I get it."

Alya sunk her face into her arms, resting her head on the table.

"We'll talk later, all right?" said Marinette.

She started walking over to Adrien with red cheeks and sweaty palms.

"What's she gonna do now?" thought Alya, peeking at her friend stumbling. Seeing Marinette acting goofy around Adrien always put Alya in a good mood.

Marinette started by scratching the back of her head.

"I, uh… hi, Adrien," she said.

"Hi, Marinette," he replied with his disarming smile. "What's up?"

"I was just wondering if maybe you wanted to hang out sometime? Alone?" said Marinette, her voice rising in pitch at the end of the sentence even though she wasn't asking a question.

She felt her cheeks get unbearably warm. Adrien frowned, making Marinette's heart skip a little.

"Ah, sorry, Marinette," he said. "I'm actually gonna be hanging out with Timothée and Nino this afternoon. We can definitely hang out some other time, though."

"I, uh, it's..." stammered Marinette, having trouble stringing a sentence together. "It's fine. It's cool! No big deal, Adrien."

"Thanks for understanding," said Adrien with a small chuckle. "I'll see you around, okay?"

"Yeah," said Marinette. "See you later!"

Marinette just watched Adrien walk away, chatting with his friends in the hall.

"You completely forgot about dance practice didn't you?" accused Alya.

Marinette craned her neck back to see Alya with a judgmental look on her face.

"No," she scoffed. "Of course not. I just wanted to know if Adrien wanted to… okay, I did forget, but I didn't mean to!"

"That's fine," laughed Alya. "I understand. Just remember that the others on the dance team might not be so understanding."

"Thanks, Alya," said Marinette. "I can always count on you to be a friend. Now if you'll excuse me, I forgot something in my locker."

Marinette felt something moving around in her bag.

"See you later," said Alya, giving Marinette a little wave as she disappeared into the crowd of their other classmates.

Marinette made it to her locker in the nick of time to see Tikki zip out of her bag and onto her hands.

"Is it me or was Alya acting weird?" asked Tikki.

"Probably," said Marinette. "She's just been feeling down ever since getting a taste of the superhero life, I guess."

"The way that she talked," pondered Tikki aloud. "It was like she was trying to distract you with something. Do you think she still has her Miraculous?"

"No," said Marinette, tilting her head. "You probably would have noticed if that were the case."

"Oh," squeaked Tikki. "I guess you're right. All of these new superheroes popping up every day are making me paranoid."

"Yeah, no kidding," said Marinette, taking a look at her watch to see that it was almost time for dance rehearsal. "Oh! We gotta go, Tikki!"

Tikki flew back into Marinette's bag and she started running to the gym. Without noticing, she passed by Adrien and Timothée.

"That girl is always in a hurry, isn't she?" joked Timothée.

"That's Marinette for you," said Adrien. "She has a lot on her plate. It takes a special person to be that active, you know."

At the gym, the ear-piercing scream of a certain Chloé could be heard from a mile away even though Blackpink's "DDU-DU DDU-DU" was blasting away at full volume.

"Go, Seline!" she kept chanting.

Marinette, Alya, Gérard and Seline were too in sync to even notice Chloé. Every move was executed with ease but still with an edge that was further complemented by the energetic music. The final bars of the song rang out, causing Chloé to give the group a standing ovation.

"Thanks, Chloé," said Seline.

"You were great!" said Chloé, pumped from seeing the dance team perform so well. "And that's why I got the idea that I should join the group!"

"We already told you that this is a four-person dance," said Marinette, unable to hide her surprise or her disdain for Chloé in that moment.

"Surely, you can add another member, right?" said Chloé, turning to Alya when she asked this question.

"We've been practicing with four people and this routine is only for four dancers," echoed Alya.

"That's not a problem," said Chloé, crossing her arms. "We can cut Marinette out of the group."

"What?!" yelped Marinette, completely taken aback. "I've been here since the beginning. You can't cut me out!"

"All right, all right, you two," said Alya, stepping between Marinette and Chloé. "No need to argue. Okay, listen. We will be performing this routine as four members, but then Chloé will get to decide the next song we will be performing as a five-member group."

"I like the sound of that," said Chloé as her expression changed from sour to sweet.

"Can you dance?" asked Seline innocently.

"Do I have to know how to dance to learn a routine?" asked Chloé, genuinely perplexed.

"Don't worry," said Gérard. "I can teach you our current routine if any of us need an understudy. That way, you can get a feel for picking up choreography."

"Even better," smiled Seline. "With the five of us, our group will be unstoppable!"

"Why do I get a bad feeling at the thought of that?" whispered Marinette to Alya.

"That's because you know her too well," whispered Alya back before raising her voice to talk to the group again. "Anyway, guys, while we're all here, I thought it would be a good idea to spend some quality time together outside of dance practice. So... I bought us tickets to go to the nearby aquarium!"

"That's a great idea, Alya," said Marinette.

"I love animals," said Gérard. "But I'm also kind of terrified of them, so this should be fun."

"Ew," piped up Chloé. "Fish are smelly and look weird. I'll pass."

"I only have four tickets so you weren't invited anyway," said Alya, grinning sarcastically. "It's going to be at 5 in the afternoon, so make sure to be there on time."

"Wait, at 5?" said Marinette. "I'm sorry, but I have to take care of Manon at that time. I won't be able to make it."

"An event that Marinette won't be attending?" said Chloé. "Nevermind—I'm in."

Marinette stuck her tongue out at Chloé's smug little smile.

"Well, then," said Alya. "I guess that settled itself. All right, everyone, see you then."

On the streets of Paris, there was an anxious Alya walking while holding a letter she had already read several times over. The letter read:

"Rena Rouge,

It is time for you to learn. Come here when you are ready.

-Master Fu"

Alya reread the address and looked up at the building with the matching description. This must be the place. She knocked on the door… nothing. She took a chance, slowly extending her arm and grabbing ahold of the door handle, opening it slightly.

"Hello," called Alya, her voice echoing. "Is anybody home?"

The apartment was a humble little home. It was just one big room with a large dresser drawer in the back, two big glass doors leading to a balcony to the left, and a smooth mattress on the floor in the middle. There was a very short, old man sitting on the floor with his eyes closed near the head of the bed.

"So," said the old man, his eyes flitted open. "You are ready."

"Yes," said Alya, sitting down on the floor next to him with butterflies in her stomach. "And I want to know everything."

"What is it that you want to know?" asked Master Fu.

"I want to know about Ladybug," said Alya. "Do you know who she is? Can you tell me anything about her?"

"Now, Alya," said Master Fu firmly. "That is a secret you know I cannot reveal. Just imagine if I were to reveal your identity to a stranger without your permission."

Alya's thoughts raced: what would her parents think, would her friends accept her, what if she put her loved ones in danger…

"I made a mistake once before and I can't risk repeating it," said Master Fu with his stern but calm tone.

"I see," replied Alya. "Well, if I can't ask about that, then I want to learn more about myself. What are Miraculouses and how did I become one?"

"Miraculouses are just the jewels that hold the power held by the kwamis kept within," said Master Fu.

"Kwami?" repeated Alya, scratching her head. "Oh, you mean like Trixx?"

"Speaking of which," started Master Fu, opening his palm to reveal the fox Miraculous.

Alya failed to contain her excitement.

"What? I get to keep it?!" said Alya, almost shrieking.

Alya instinctually tried to snatch it away from Master Fu, but his reflexes were too quick.

"Not so fast," warned Master Fu. "Do we know the rules?"

"Yeah, yeah," said Alya. "Never tell anyone or else the whole world will know about the Miraculouses, the kwamis, and the superheroes. Am I right?"

Master Fu sighed heavily. "I guess that about covers it. Well, Alya, this is officially your Miraculous."

Alya grasped the Miraculous, overwhelmed with the new potential for adventure to save her boring life. She opened the box and a ball of light circled around her until it morphed into a little flying fox.

"Trixx!" said Alya. "Well, now that we're going to be spending so much time together, I guess I should take you back home!"

"Wait, Alya," said Master Fu. "I believe you had somewhere else to go."

"Oh!" she stammered. "The aquarium! I guess I gotta go then. See you later, Master Fu!"

"Remember your responsibility!" called Master Fu, but Alya had already ran out the door. "I hope I made the right decision..."

Meanwhile, the grounds of the Agreste mansion were in their typical pristine condition. The perfect place to spend a lazy afternoon for the average teenage boy.

"Hey," said Adrien. "Someone do a sneak attack!"

Adrien, Nino and Timothée were sprawled on the floor, playing a high-octane level of Marvel Ultimate Alliance 3: The Black Order. Adrien played as Black Panther with Nino as Nightcrawler and Timothée as Wolverine. The video game characters battled hordes of robotic space enemies with their unique superpowers.

"I'm on it," said Timothée. "I have the most experience with being sneaky."

"What's that supposed to mean?" chuckled Nino. "What kind of sneaking around have you been doing lately?"

"I… uh..." said Timothée just as his phone started going off. "Oh, I'm getting a video call on my phone."

"Where are you, Timothée?" asked Seline from the phone screen, her brow furrowed in frustration. "I thought you said we were going to finally catch Lady—"

"Oh!" shouted Timothée. "Oh, yeah. We were going to talk to that lady at the library."

"Library?" blurted Seline. "I'm talking about Mari—""

Adrien's head tilted, wondering who Seline was talking about.

"I'm here with Adrien," said Timothée nervously in a singsong manner. "Would you like to say hi?"

"Hi, Adrien," said Seline, blushing. "You should've told me there were people there, Timothée."

"I didn't expect you to be so loud," he replied.

Adrien and Nino looked at each other, shrugging off the two cousins arguing as they usually did.

"You're acting kind of weird, Timothée," said Adrien.

"I am not!" protested Timothée.

"Did I hear my Adrikins?" said a whiny voice from Timothée's phone.

Adrien turned beet red when the voice reached his ears.

"You're hanging out with Chloé?" said Adrien.

"It is you, Adrikins!" said Chloé. "Tell Monsieur Agreste I said hi!"

"Will do," chuckled Adrien nervously. "Are you guys planning on going somewhere?"

"Oh, yeah," said Seline. "We're actually going to the aquarium today. Apparently, it's really cool."

"Anyway," said Chloé, once again snatching Seline's phone. "We've gotta get going."

"I know, right," said Seline. "I'll talk to you later, Timothée."

"Bye, Adrikins!" was the last thing that the boys heard before the call dropped.

Timothée started typing on his phone quickly, sending a text to Seline that read: "Don't talk openly like that again. You almost blew our cover!"

"Bye, Adrikins," laughed Nino, nudging at Adrien. "How cute that you got a call from your girlfriend."

"She's not my girlfriend," said Adrien. "But… speaking of girlfriends, where is yours?"

The aquarium was a four-story, cylindrical building that spiralled around a multilevel fish tank in the center starting on the second floor. On the first floor was an open penguin exhibit and each consecutive floor had a tank in the middle carrying a different species of fish. The walls also had a multitude of dedicated tanks for different creatures.

"It feels like I'm underwater," said Gérard as all of the exotic fish swam around the tank.

Seline and Chloé meandered through the aquarium until they got to an eel. The eel had a wide-eyed, blank expression on its face.

"Look," chuckled Chloé. "It's Marinette. I'd recognize that dumb look anywhere."

"She looks a lot less frumpy than usual," said Seline. "Looks like she's finally taking my makeup advice."

Alya frowned at the girls who were cackling at their own little jokes.

"Marinette doesn't need makeup advice from someone who can't blend," retorted Alya.

"Whatever," snarked Seline. "I'd rather wrestle a penguin than be in the same room as her."

"Speaking of which, the penguins are right over here," said Chloé.

The four of them all made their way to the penguin exhibit. It was a large pit in the floor full of water and an imitation of their icy habitat. Chloé tapped a tour guide on the shoulder.

"Pardonnez-moi, garçon," she said. "I would like to feed the penguins. Fetch me a bag of bird feed."

The shy tour guide Charlie took a moment to process what she asked and finally answered.

"Sorry," he declined. "But the animals are off limits and cannot be fed."

"You dare disrespect me like this?" barked Chloé. "I don't think my dad would like to hear that."

""No, no, no!" stuttered Charlie uncontrollably. "There is no need to involve the mayor. Even if I wanted to let you feed the penguins, it is not in my jurisdiction to allow patrons to interact with the animals."

"It sounds like you're just not trying hard enough," said Chloé.

"Hey," said Alya. "This is not cool Chloé. You can't just treat people like this!"

"Of course I can!" she shouted back. "And there is nothing anyone can do to stop me."

Chloé threw breadcrumbs from her sandwich into the exhibit and the penguins all gathered around to peck at the pieces. The tour guide ran away crying while a black butterfly fluttered from the air, landing on Charlie's lanyard.

A mysterious voice echoed in the tour guide's head.

"Hello, King Penguin," the voice said. "I am Papillon. I will help you get your revenge on that spoiled brat in exchange for Ladybug and Chat Noir's Miraculouses."

"I am at your service, Papillon," said Charlie, transforming into King Penguin.

Back at the penguins exhibit, Alya was in the middle of scolding Chloé.

"That was incredibly cruel of you, Chloé," chastised Alya.

"So?" spat Chloé. "That's what I do. Get over it. Right, Seline?"

"Actually," said Seline reluctantly. "Even I have to draw the line there. I'm only mean to people who deserve it. That guy was just trying to do his job."

Chloé's eyes widened in disbelief from what was coming out of Seline's mouth.

"So now you're against me?" accused Chloé.

"It's not like that and you know it," explained Seline sternly.

"Save it," said Chloé. "I should have known better than to trust someone whose nail color doesn't match her outfit. I'm leaving!"

"Oh, no you're not," said a menacing voice.

The group whipped around to where the voice was coming from. A teenage boy wearing a black-and-white tuxedo with a yellow bowtie and a penguin eye mask with a small beak attached was standing by the glass wall in front of the penguins. It was the akumatized tour guide!

"You haven't even seen the best exhibit," continued the Charlie from behind his mask. "It's a spoiled brat getting attacked by penguins! Join me my minions!"

King Penguin roundhouse kicked the glass of the penguin exhibit, breaking it and dragging penguins into the aquarium floor in a wave of icy water. Everyone in the aquarium screamed and began running. Alya, Gerard, Seline and Chloé got swept up in the crowd and lost track of each other.

Chloé tried to make her way to the exit but got her ankle grabbed by a tiny penguin.

"Ew!" shrieked Chloé. "Get your slimy wing off of me! Fly away!"

"If you paid attention during your tour," said King Penguin. "You would know that penguins are flightless birds. Now, seize her!"

The penguins flopped onto their bellies and formed a sled out of themselves. They slid up behind Chloé making her fall backwards onto them. Four penguins held down each one of her limbs.

"This is not what I paid for!" yelled Chloé.

"Well, then," said the tour guide in a smooth, informative voice. "If we keep going this way and take a right at the jellyfish, we will make it to the shark exhibit. Please stay in line, everyone! Thank you."

The penguins slid in the direction King Penguin suggested.

"Shark?!" said Chloé. "Help! I'm being held hostage by a useless tour guide and his ugly birds!"

"Trixx!" shouted Alya, the little fox kwami popping out of her bag. "King Penguin just took Chloé, and, even though she kind of deserves it, I have to save her!"

"You're doing the right thing, Alya," said Trixx. "Now, let's get to it!"

"Transforme-moi!" said Alya.

A rope held Chloé over a shark tank. A hungry shark circled back and forth inside. Hiding by a starfish exhibit was Rena Rouge, planning her sneak attack.

"Okay," said Rena Rouge to herself. "Ladybug and Chat Noir aren't here, there's an akuma threatening to get rid of my enemy, and I have no idea what to do. We're off to a great start!"

At that moment Tigresse Blanche and Lion were on the opposite side hiding like Rena Rouge was. The two of them spotted her and stealthily crawled towards the starfish exhibit to meet up.

"What are you guys doing here?" whispered Rena Rouge.

"Same reason that you are," said Tigresse Blanche. "Anyway, where is Ladybug? Is she a no-show? Figures."

"That's rude," said Rena Rouge. "She can't be everywhere at once."

"Less fighting and more planning," said Lion. "Any suggestions on how to get that girl down safely?"

"I've got it!" said Rena Rouge. "Tigresse Blanche, how sharp are your claws?"

"Razor sharp," said Tigresse Blanche as she slid one talon against the other, making a sound similar to that of a sword.

"Good," said Rena Rouge. "It'll come in handy. Now, Lion. I need you to go up there and make a diversion."

"That's my specialty," said Lion.

In front of the shark exhibit, King Penguin was arguing with a voice in his head.

"Why can't I just drop her?" said an impatient King Penguin as Chloé dangled from her rope.

"Because you must use her to get Ladybug and Chat Noir's Miraculouses," said Papillon. "You can drop her later. For now, just do as I say!"

"That looks really uncomfortable," said a voice from behind King Penguin. "Penguin guy, could you get her down from there?"

King Penguin turned around to see Lion standing defensively in his golden-brown costume.

"You'll never save her," said King Penguin. "Penguins, attack!"

The penguins slid towards Lion and began their relentless assault. Lion ducked, elbowed and kicked at the penguins but there were too many of them. The penguins then started stacking themselves on top of one another until they formed a wall taller than Lion. They crashed down on top of him and held him against the ground. He struggled to get free but could do nothing.

Over in a dark corner, Rena Rouge held her flute up to her lips.

"Mirage," whispered Rena Rouge, quietly playing a mystical melody on her flute.

"Hey, guys," said Chloé. "I think the rope is tearing!"

This caught King Penguin's attention. He saw a tear forming on the rope holding Chloé. It eventually snapped, sending Chloé into the shivering waters with the shark. She disappeared under the surface and the shark followed suit.

"No!" screamed Lion. "I let her down… or at least that's what I would say if it weren't an illusion."

"What!?" said King Penguin.

"My partner-in-justice cut her down when you weren't looking," explained Lion.

King Penguin saw Tigresse Blanche carrying Chloé on the tour path. She let Chloé stand and scratched at the rope tying her up, freeing her from her restraints.

"You!" shouted King Penguin. "You can't escape!"

They ran to the restrooms. The penguins formed a sled and King Penguin rode it, following his targets. He disembarked the penguin sled and entered the restroom but Tigresse Blanche and Chloé were nowhere to be seen. He started kicking the stall doors open one by one.

Back at the shark exhibit, Ladybug finally made an appearance.

"Rena Rouge, Lion!" said Ladybug. "Where is he? What happened?"

"We rescued Chloé from the shark," said Lion. "But King Penguin followed her and Tigresse Blanche."

"They're in the restrooms," said Rena Rouge. "Let's go!"

When King Penguin got to the last stall, Tigresse Blanche burst from behind the door and tackled him. He was flung across the room and bumped into the air hand dryer. It turned on and blew hot air, but malfunctioned and began sucking the air with high pressure. It caught King Penguin's lanyard and suctioned it off his neck, shredding it to pieces inside the machine until it turned off.

"Well," said Tigresse Blanche. "That worked."

A purple-black butterfly fluttered out of the hand dryer, ready to return to its master.

"Wait," panicked Tigresse Blanche. "I can't capture butterflies, what do I do?"

"Leave that to me!" said Ladybug.

Ladybug, Lion and Rena Rouge were all standing at the doorway. Ladybug tossed her yo-yo at the butterfly and captured it.

"Je t'ai eu!" cried Ladybug triumphantly as the now purified butterfly fluttered out of the restroom. "Bye-bye, petit papillon."

"Miraculous Ladybug!" shouted Ladybug as a rush of Miraculous essence restored all of the damaged property.

"Well, well, well," said Tigresse Blanche. "It seems as though the all-powerful Ladybug was kind enough to grace us with her presence."

"Please, Tigresse Blanche," said Ladybug. "Don't be like this. I'm sorry for being late, but I had no other choice."

"Really?" said Tigresse Blanche. "Because the rest of us showed up just fine. I swear, literally anyone else should have the power to purify akumas. It's too important to leave it in the hands of someone so unreliable."

"I won't let you talk to Ladybug like that!" said a teary-eyed Chloé. "She has saved the people of Paris countless times. She represents hope for us. She is our hero. She makes me want to become a better person."

Rena Rouge's necklace beeped.

"Uh-oh," she said. "I've gotta go. It was fun working as a team again, guys. Let's do it again sometime!"

"Yeah," said Ladybug sullenly as she turned to face Tigresse Blanche. "I bet it was fun. I wish I had been there to see it."

Tigresse Blanche felt a pang of guilt as she heard Ladybug say this. Tigresse Blanche was getting what she wanted but for some reason... it felt wrong.

"What is the meaning of all of this?" said a distinguished man. "Charlie what happened?"

"Listen, Monsieur Manager," said Charlie. " I can explain."

"There's no need," interrupted the manager. "You can't seem to control your temper, you destroyed public property, and worst of all your customer service was atrocious! I'm going to have to fire you."

"Please, sir," protested Charlie. ""You can't fire him. None of this was his fault. He was the best tour guide here. In fact, I think he deserves a promotion, or I can make a call to a certain political figure to work this all out."

"No, no, no," stammered the manager. "There's no need for that. It seems this was all a misunderstanding. Charlie, not only will I give you your job back, but you will also be promoted to lead penguin aquarist."

"Wow," said Charlie. "Thank you, manager, sir! I promise you I won't disappoint."

"Do I need to get my ears checked or did Chloé just do something nice about someone other than herself?" said Alya.

"Well, it's not like I did it for him," said Chloé. "I just don't like to see any injustice. For example, making me look at your ugly wedge heels is a crime against humanity."

"And she's back," joked Alya, prompting everyone to laugh.

"I can't believe I've been bested once again!" said Papillon as his hand balled into a fist. Purplish-black butterflies fluttered around him in his lair. "But this mission was not a complete failure. Now I know of a new Miraculous and she calls herself Rena Rouge..."

Later that night in Alya's room, Alya was snuggled in her bed while talking to Trixx.

"Today was so exciting!" said Alya. "I got to fight a supervillain and save the day. It feels so fulfilling!"

"I'm happy for you Alya," said Trixx, the fox kwami.

"I know Master Fu doesn't want me finding out Ladybug's secret identity," said Alya. "But can I tell someone mine?"

"When Ladybug lent me to you she told you that you had to keep this a secret," said Trixx. "However, I don't see the harm in you telling one friend someday."

Alya happily squealed and hugged her kwami, not noticing the mischievous smile on his face...