Why did they have to share Jagged Stone's jacket? Why couldn't they spy on them during their quality fun time?
Chloe woke up with a frown on her face. Yesterday, she had a special glass case brought into her room in order to display Jagged Stone's jacket in. Andre was suspicious on how she acquired the jacket, but she assured him that she got it from a Jagged Stone collector online.
The sight of the jacket, did nothing to lift her mood.
Sure back then she made fun of Marinette, but did this have to be her punishment?
She was so glum, she even glumly fed Pollen caviar during breakfast and didn't even bother to eat her truffle french toasts.
Pollen sighed as she pushed a teaspoon filled with caviar away and flew in front of her holder's face, "I know you're upset, but one day, Marinette will trust you, enough to spend a day with Jagged Stone. Along with your friends."
That didn't cheer her up.
Chloe's phone suddenly rang and she answered it. Whatever the message was, it widened her eyes, made her quickly dash out of the hotel in lightning speed (though she managed to tell her dad she was going out with Sabrina), hide behind a trash bin to transform into Queen Bee, leap on roof-to-roof, and happily tackled Marinette in her room.
"I'm starting to regret this." The bluenette muttered under her breath as Queen Bee kept hugging her on the floor and squealing with glee, "I bet the others aren't this hyper in the morning."
She REALLY regrets sending those text messages.
A minute later after Queen Bee's arrival... And I REALLY mean a minute, later... the rest of the members of Miraculous Team swooped into Marinette's room.
She really should have been more specific with her text. Once she pressed "send", Queen Bee tackled her to the floor seconds later.
And the others... Yeah you know...
The moment they received the text, they stopped everything, went hero, and appeared in her room still eating breakfast (Grizzly Bear and Antelope), brushing their teeth (Carapace), hair still in curlers (Forest Doe), hair in a mess (Flamingo and Corbeau Noire), and such.
"What made you change your mind?" Rena Rouge asked.
Marinette brought out her sketchbook and showed them a drawing of her and Jagged Stone, "These."
She flipped through more pages, each drawing was about her with Jagged Stone. However, the last three pages she showed them before she closed the sketchbook showed drawings of a white butterfly.
It landed on a black hand, turned black, and was sent to its target.
"You had a dream premonition?" Arachnid remarked in surprise.
"Why else would I call you guys?" Marinette replied, "I don't know why, but if Hawk Moth plans to stalk me and Uncle Jag..."
Queen Bee sniffed, "Uncle Jag..."
Marinette glared at her before continuing, "To be honest, I thought it was just a dream. But if it has something to do with a deranged magical villain trying to turn my uncle evil..."
She stops to close her eyes, looking as if she has some difficulty swallowing a bad meal, "ThenIneedhelp."
Her teammates could've sworn they heard a choir of angels coming from her window.
"We won't let you down." They swore simultaneously with glee in their eyes.
Crept out, Marinette backed away until she fell backwards on her bed.
Please don't make her regret this.
"Hey. Someone's early."
"Just picking up the Sabine Breakfast Special."
Two voices echoed from behind Marinette's trapdoor on the floor. The first one was her father's. The second was...
Jagged... Stone...?...!
The members of Miraculous Team sans Ladybug couldn't believe their ears.
Jagged Stone was in Marinette's home!
"Go! GO!"
Wait. They thought she wanted... Oh right. Quality fun time. No heroes allowed.
They could hear footsteps approaching the trapdoor. The team quickly rushed to the trapdoor leading to the rooftop. Some managed to get out, but almost half of them didn't have time and had to hide in various areas in Marinette's room.
Louve Grise didn't have the time to hide the moment the trapdoor began to open, so she did the one thing she needed to do at a time like this.
A man with a large brown beard stepped into Marinette's room. He wore a black hat and black sunglasses. He even wore a tie-dye shirt, a green jacket, blue jeans and blue shoes. Strapped on his back was an electric guitar.
"Hey there Little Lady." He greeted with a tip of his hat.
Marinette greeted her disguised uncle with a hug while her hidden teammates tried to contain their excitement by covering their mouths.
Even in a bad disguise, Jagged Stone looks awesome!
By the power of the Miraculous, please don't let them blurt out "You look like a hippie hobo" in Jagged Stone's face!
"And look what Santa's little helper got you." Jag turned to the trapdoor, where a large, long brown shaggy creature emerged and crawled towards Marinette who bent down to pet the disguised crocodile.
She stopped when she spotted her uncle's gift hanging on Fang's disguised tail.
Marinette squealed and wasted no time in grabbing her gift and pulling out the roll of red fabric.
While his niece was busy rubbing her face on his gift, Jag went to admire his niece's recent project.
Ever since she was little, she was quite the talented artist and seamstress. She started sewing when she was 7 years old and made her own dress at the same age. When she was 10 years old, she sew her uncle a jacket for one of his concerts.
He was so impressed, that whenever he has a wardrobe malfunction, you bet he would go straight to his dependable niece to fix the problem.
And that's one secret the press will never find out.
But he sure wish they could see this life-sized statue she made. It sure looks like the real Louve Grise. Her fan even looks like the real thing.
"You really outdid yourself, Skipping Stone." Jag complimented, poking the statue's cheeks, "She even feels like the real thing."
"Uh...yeah..." Marinette got up and nervously approached her uncle, "My friend's a total Louve Grise fan, so I wanted to give her something special, so... That..."
Jag touched the statue's shoulder, "She feels warm."
"She's still drying." Marinette quickly replied.
Jag swore he felt someone breathing down his neck, "Is the weather changing?"
Thinking quickly, Marinette whipped out her phone, "Say cheese!"
Immediately, Jag wrapped an arm around the statue's neck, struck a victory pose, and smiled as his niece snapped a picture of him on her phone.
Seconds later, someone knocked on Marinette's trapdoor and she could hear her mother's voice calling her, "Breakfast is ready!"
"Ooh! Last one there is a rotten eclair!" Jag called before dashing downstairs, leaving his niece with his disguised crocodile.
Once he was gone, Louve Grise gasped and collapsed on the bed (which was also Queen Bee's hiding place), relieved that she didn't have to pretend anymore, "What are the chances Hawk Moth is going to akumatize Jagged Stone's crocodile instead and grant him the ability to talk in our language?"
Fang snapped his jaw and shook his head in denial before Marinette bent down to pet him.
Queen Bee and the others emerged from their hiding spaces, "You mind sending me a copy of that selfie?"
Fang responded on behalf of his owner's niece by snapping his jaw at the bee heroine.
"Miraculous, move out." Marinette quoted her signature Ladybug quote, firmly, and sternly.
The group responded by exiting through the trapdoor above her ceiling.
"Question; Why did you gave him a crocodile as a gift?" Arachnid asked before he left.
"Well first I wanted to keep him..." Marinette stopped, "Just get out of here. Please?"
Fang emphasized with a growl, which finally made the last hero leave.
Man. Does Marinette know how to make two grown men cry.
After breakfast, Tom proposed a game of Ultimate Mecha Strike, a game Jagged Stone is a huge fan of!
He furiously pushed the buttons of his controller, activating his robot avatar's special powerful moves and combo. His super fans were in awe of their rock star idol so skillful in such a game.
Unfortunately...his skills weren't powerful enough to beat a little girl.
Tom avenged him...only to suffer the same fate too.
Then both men wept into their half-full glasses of milk. Their misery, seized when Sabine appeared with a plate of Dupain-Cheng pastries.
"Fang, you're getting bigger by the visit." Tom remarked as Sabine fed the disguised crocodile a macaroon.
Marinette better not find out that they forgot to unchip her uncle.
While Queen Bee touched Louve Grise's shoulder, the same shoulder Jag touched, the others were watching the family through Arachnid's tablet.
While Tom gave Fang a belly-rub, Jagged received a call from... Ugh. Bob Roth. He ignored the call.
"Maybe it wouldn't hurt to sing one little song with him." Tom advised.
"No way. Uh-uh." Marinette protested, shaking her head before grabbing her uncle's arm, "No way is that baby going to infect my awesome uncle with his ego."
"You said it, Skipping Stone." Jag high-fived his niece.
Queen Bee groaned. What does it take to get her two favourite idols to sing together on stage?
Marinette left the room. Minutes later, she returned, wearing a white sundress with pink floral designs, a large pink sunhat, and a pair of sunglasses.
No wonder they never noticed her outside with a relative with bad taste in fashion.
Better not say that out loud.
Once she, and Jag bid her parents good-bye, Arachnid turned off his tablet and the group ran to the other side of the roof, just in time to see Marinette, Jag, and Fang exit the bakery. Jag tipped his hat at an incoming customer, and they didn't even realized they were tipped by a rock legend.
No matter what happens, they will NOT let one of Paris' most beloved icons turn into the dark side.
And to ensure they do, they have to keep their eyes out for Hawk Moth.
And NOT interrupt Jag's quality fun time with his dear niece. And croc.