Review Responses (THANK YOU for taking the time too):

Not Your Bugaboo:

Guest: Yeah it is. She's EVIL towards him. Glad you liked the use of "blunette".

Believing is Seeing:

Toshiro of the Eternal Dream: Pleasantly suprised you Favorite this collection. Hopfully I don't disppoint you.

W. R. Winters: Always saw Lou changing for his better if a kid like Adrien got him. Thanks Wolfie, of course Adrigami getting lovey-dovey "can't keep their hands off each other" so sweet. Here's hoping I keep you interested here.

kevinbellemore: I always try, to keep it that way.

Maryjane (Guest): Think as you please. How can it be a "Good bye" if YOU WON'T leave? 👋👋 LOVED the poem. Honestly it's cute. Tho funny thing is the thumb isn't a finger.

Rainbowrockcandy: Awww. . . thanks. I'll try, these days it's pretty difficult.

Adrigamisucks (Guest): You had help with this, didn't you? You STILL crave to talk to me, that's cute in desperate way. I actually need to thank you. Haters/trolls like you make me feel better about my life. You claim you're not "immature" and "A top student" wow good for you. Continuously giving me rudely pointless NON REVIEWS I have yet to see it. You're not "sorry" because you keep wasting your own time on me. It's sad how you feel the need to stupidly and lamely "insult" me and my LOVE of Adrigami.


Pink glossed lips give a grin, turning into uncontrollable giggles as she turns slowly around to face this big-boned light green eyed officer. "My good sir. . . the law?" She continues as if it's a hiss-terical joke.

"Sleep on that thought if you please." She asks innocently with a smile.

"Enough!" He shouts a flashlight raised. She's somewhat taken back his voice.

"I repeat step away from the case." He states starting to inch towards her. Her smile grows watching whipsers "Sweet Song 1" Black flute to her lips, the music starts slow and soft. His light green widen they slowly turn pink.

He yawns loudly covering his mouth, turning around he gently lays down on his left side. Pale pink eyes pop open she continues to play until he's snoring soundly, chest softly raising and falling in sleep.

"Sweet dreams my good sir."

She nods her head towards him. Turning back to the glass case using her "Sweet Song 2" The case is surrounded by pink mist levitating it above her head, with a nod of her head places it beside the pillar it protected. Stops playing her flute, swipes the Cat's Eye from it's perch holding it in her left hand she marvels over it. The emerald green of the cat eye rests on a band of charming sliver.

"Lovely." While her mind drifts to a certain Black Cat hero.

Placing her new ring in her suit pocket she carefully zips it up. Looking at her black flute the time: 10:25PM in bold white against the black. She groans lightly smacking her head. "Just pinkish perfect. Damn interruptions."

With that said, pink skintight gloved hands and boots start to slice up the wall towards to the roof. More groaning and heavy breathing are the only noises heading up and out.

"Damn it. Seri- seriously nee- need. . . more practice."

She huffs reaching her left pink gloved hand up towards the skyline window. Slowly (and more straining) reaches with her right hand. . . groans again her left hand loses her grip. Grips window panel tighter.

"Phew. . . finally!"

She tiredly releases a breath of relief once lifted up and out the window. Carefully she sits her backside towards the opening to take a minute. Unzipping her light brown zipper on white coated body front. Pink glossed lips smile lovingly at the Cat's Eye ring. "Worth it fur thiss sweet purr-ize." She giggles happily feeling rejuvenated, staring at it.

The moment broken by a swinging sound coming closer and closer. . . until a second pair of feet hit the roof top.

"Who are you?"

That question spoken cautiously adding on the fact she's spinning her yo-yo at the ready just made the receiver roll her pale pink eyes. Finally looking away from her purretty heist bored pale pink stare into narrowed bluebell ones.

"Huh," She starts lazily. Arms crossed her left hand clenching the Cat's Eye. Her black flute attached to her backside. "Guess this isn't MY lucky night after all." Ladybug gives this unknown girl a once over.

From the top of her strawberry-blonde ponytail waived in pink cherry blossoms to her pink form fitting crossed arms, skin-tight light brown suit down to her pink skin-tight heeled boots "I'll ask again, who are you?" Ladybug's already on edge remembering Volpina. Of course Master Fu's wise words.

'This girl is either another Volpina or the miraculous holder Master warned me about.'

Ladybug thought once again giving her a once over. "When asking one their name. It's polite manners to give your own first." She gives a TOO sweet smile. "It's late Ladybug. . ." Vemon fills her voice.

"Oh I'm sorry." Ladybug says ignoring the insult for now. "This would go faster if you give me something." Bluebell eyes zero in on her left pink clenched hand. With her chin she nudges towards it. "Hand over your akuma-"

"Really? Has that order ever worked?" Her tone amused, smirking. "That coward, Hawkmoth doesn't control me, I do." Ladybug's bluebell eyes seem to grow a fire inside.

"What's your Miraculous?"

"That should be obvious. . ." The deer trails off more amused, she points to her necklace. 'Keep the questions coming Bug. You won't figure me out.'

"What powers does it give you?" 'This girl had to be one, but what's her motivates?' Ladybug thinks, stops spinning her yo-yo. Standing at causally but cautious in her balance.

Rolling pale pink eyes "The power to deal with annoying people." She scoffs "Look Miraculous Ladybug. . ." she gives a mock royal curtsey to the heroine. Standing up she plays with her black flute twirling it.

"I'm not threatening you're precious paris. I'm just looking out for me." She giggles stopping her flute twirling. "Tho that Cattastic Black Cat well. . ." she trails off again but a soft smile graces for her glossed lips.

Ladybug suppresses that uncomfortable jealousy she gets when another girl talks about her partner. "You helped us fight Short Fuse, why not always?" She questions genuinely. "You said so yourself. You're not allied with Hawkmoth."

"Doesn't mean I'll work for you." In a swiftness the deer backflips disappearing down into the still open window. Ladybug free falls after her, the lock eyes as the deer places her black flute on her lips. A soft melody emerges lining pink cherry blossoms petals surround her in a tornado. Ladybug shots her yo-yo out to lasso the deer. But it grabs nothing but air.

Ladybug cartwheels landing on the ground alone. Just the sweet smell of cherry blossoms in wind. Looking towards her left as she stands, it's Lieutenant Roger Raincomprix softly sleeping under an empty case.

She turns to look at where she free fell, last seeing that girl. Fists clenched a glare graces her face.

"I'll see you again. This problem will have a solution."


TO BE CONTINUED. . .