Wow, I haven't posted in a while! I mean I've still been around reading other's fanfiction, but other than that...
I seriously cannot thank you guys enough! You are so sweet, and you make me feel so loved. It feels so good to know that there are people out there who like what I write. Also, thank you Mayuralover for that little history fact. I'm not very good at this, so I'm going to try to get some more facts straight.
In other news I recently saw Avatar: Last Airbender on Netflix for the first time. It was a lot better than I thought it would be. I'm kinda mad about Katara getting together with Aang when she clearly belongs with Zuko! Yes I am a Zutara fan, deal with it! Anyways, I might start writing stories for that fandom as well so keep a look out!
Disclaimer: I don't own Miraculous :'(
"Well I'd say this was a pretty good haul." said a masked woman as she threw a heavy bag on a table in one of the inn's rooms. The woman was wearing an orange tunic, and black pants over her dark skin. Along with an orange and white mask over her golden-brown eyes. Her auburn hair was pulled up into a ponytail, with bangs framing her face.
The room was dark, a window facing the town, but brown curtains were thrown over them. A small lantern lit the small room, revealing a bed pushed up against the wall, and the table currently being used, tucked in a corner.
"Yes it was Rena." Cat Noir agreed. "Who would've thought that old Sheriff D'Argencourt would be gracious enough to leave the keys to the vault in his old sock?"
Sheriff Armand D'Argencourt was one of the most ruthless men in the village. He became Sheriff, and the tax collector after the new "royal" family arrived in the absence of King Tom.
Nobody really knows what happened to the old one, Roger Raincomprix. Only rumors of murder were heard.
Carapace chuckled. "I can't wait to see his face when he realizes we've stolen the money right out of his own home. Though he really wasn't very subtle about it."
The woman - Rena Rouge - laughed along with Carapace. "I bet he's gonna come down to the tavern muttering again about how he's gonna string Cat Noir's intestines on a pike staff." The thief in question scrunched his nose, disgusted.
"Do you really think he'd do that?" he asked. Rena nodded.
"Definitely." Her expression turned serious. "Look, I know he's been after us for a while, but he'll learn how to catch you eventually. Especially with Princess Marinette back in town distracting you. So be careful, okay?"
Cat Noir nodded. "I purromise I'll be careful." He smirked as his two companions groaned.
"Dude, are you ever going to stop with the puns?" Carapace asked.
"Mew just don't understand my purrfectly pawsome sense of humor."
"Maybe if we ignore them, they'll go away." suggested Rena.
Cat Noir put a hand to his chest in mock pain. "Meowch. You wound me."
Rena threw her hands up in the air. "I'm done with this!" She threw off her mask onto the bed, and headed out the door. The woman turned, now revealing Alya Cesaire. "I'll see you when I find someone else to rob." With that she left the boys. Cat Noir was smiling widely, while Carapace looked put out.
"Did you have to scare her off with your puns?" Carapace whined.
Cat Noir chuckled. "Sorry, but I never pass up an opportunity."
Carapace rolled his eyes. "Whatever. So are you going to go see Marinette again tonight?" Noir nodded eagerly, as Nino chuckled at the act. "Dude, you got lucky, you know?"
"Yeah." he sighed lovesick. "I really did. It's a nice change of pace." Soon, the door burst open. The boys jumped into their fighting stances, prepared for an attack, weapons at the ready.
"I swear Nino, you shoot that arrow at me, you'll never see daylight again!" Alya threatened. Nino blushed, and retracted the arrow. All the while rubbing his neck and chuckling awkwardly.
"That was fast." Noir observed. "What did you find?"
"This." she said, holding up a flyer.
~MLB~
"A fencing tournament?" Marinette asked, flyer in hand.
The family was currently sitting at a large dining table. Andre was at one head of the table, while Marinette was on the other. Audrey sat at Andre's right, while Chloe sat at his left. They were all having a delicious dinner of cognac shrimp with beurre blanc, and sauteed vegetables.
Andre nodded excitedly. "It's the perfect trap." he said. Marinette raised an eyebrow, confused. "Anyone can enter, whether they are noble or peasant. With the grand prize being 500 euros." Marinette was still confused. Andre must have noticed and continued. "With the amount of money given away, Cat Noir will surely make an appearance to win the tournament. Then our guards will arrest him, and Fontainebleau will be safe once again."
Marinette could not stop the giggle rising up from deep inside her. As she continued laughing her cousins looked at her with either worry or disgust.
"This is really the best you can come up with?" she asked. "Our guards have been trying to catch this thief for over a year to no avail. So far he has evaded all of your half brained ideas, and will no doubt be smelling this trap a mile away. What on earth makes you think this could possibly work?"
"Because this time," Audrey said. "We will not only have Sheriff D'Argencourt, but the entire royal guard as well. Blocking every possible exit. There will not be a single one off duty, and absolutely no chance of escape."
Marinette stiffened. She remembered D'Argencourt. How cold and stubborn he was. He always thought he was right about everything. She'd bet the crown jewels that he would become King himself if he could. She also remembered how he always hung around Tikki when given the chance.
But every single guard they had? Marinette started doubting Adrien's chances. She knew Adrien would figure it out but... 500 euros! There would be plenty for the small village, no doubt about that. And her sweet knight would never pass up the chance to help all of those people.
"That... is a very... wise decision. Cat Noir surely won't escape." She said as her stomach began to churn. "I hope you will excuse me. I'm... quite tired, and would like some rest."
"She arose from her chair and left the dining hall without another word. Praying that Adrien would come tonight so she could warn him.
Yeah... not super proud of this chapter, but whatever. It was worse before editing. Sorry this was such a short chapter!
Yes, I know I made D'Argencourt the Sheriff, no, he will absolutely not have a thing for Marinette he is WAY to old for her. I have somebody else in mind for that!
Stay healthy my nuts! Please read and review!