The limo rolled to a stop at the corner of the school. Felix looked out the tinted windows and scowled up at the large foreboding structure, which promised to destroy the terribly comfortable life he'd managed to live up till then.
"Why are we stopped here Nathalie?" He hadn't meant for his tone to sound so sharp, Nathalie, after all was his only Allie now that Adrien had stabbed him in the back, but he was in a bad mood that day, and every word that came out of his mouth seemed as sharp as ice
"Adrien requested to be dropped at the corner to attain inconspicuousness," she said. She turned the key and the gentle him of the vehicle stopped, "Your bodyguard and I will watch you from here."
Felix rolled his eyes but said nothing an opened the door.
"Hold on Fe!" Adrien called out, his overflowing backpack had begun to spill, despite his best efforts to shovel the contents back in, it simply wouldn't zip.
But Felix was not in the mood to wait for his imbecile brother. It was his fault they were there in the first place, "We're going to be late, Adrien," he said, stepping out of the car.
He stalked towards the school, not looking where he was going and rammed right into someone getting into an Uber car.
"Hey!" the man exclaimed. Felix glared at him and kept walking.
Adrien was hopping out of the car as it happened, the zippers on his bag were nearly bursting, but he'd managed to keep them shut with a few safety pins (provided by Nathalie). And as he hopped down the street behind his brother, one popped loose and clattered to the ground where Felix had been standing seconds before. He crouched down to search for it, dirtying his new designer jeans in the process. He laughed, Nathalie was probably shaking her head, a disapproving frown painted on her face. Out of the corner of his eye he spotted a tiny box, lying near the curb.
"Fe!" he called running to pick it up and catch up with Felix "Fe! You must've knocked this box right out of that guys hand!"
Felix waved his hand dismissively, "We can have Nathalie put an add out for it, now hurry up, we'll be late.
Adrien frowned hesitantly before tucking the box carefully into his school bag, "Coming Fe!"
Wayzz leaned up out of his master's bag, eyes wide with terror, "Master?"
"What is it Wayzz?"
"I think we have a problem."
"What's wrong—" he turned round, just in time to see the two boys enter the school building.
"No!" he gasped, "it can't happen! Not again!" he jogged back, as fast as his elderly legs could carry him, but when he reached the door, he found it locked tight.
"Wayzz!" he yelled tugging on the door handle, "Transform—" his back had given out mid-sentence, and he had to go and sit down.
"Please Master!" Wayzz protested, "You're—"
"Still young!" Fu interjected, "I'm only 186!" He heaved a sigh and rubbed his weary back, "But you're right Wayzz, I must find another way," he reached into his bag and gently scooped the little Kwami out, "It is up to you Wayzz, to retrieve the miraculous before it falls into the wrong hands."
Wayzz nodded firmly to his master before squeezing his index finger with two small hands, "I won't fail you master!" he exclaimed, then disappeared through the door without a trace.
Wang Fu smiled at his little Kwami before turning to walk away, "I know you won't Wayzz."