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Nine Ladies Dancing

"Okay, nine Ladybug's, do you remember the plan?" Chat Noir asked as he turned to face the nine women cosplaying Ladybug in front of him.

All of the women nodded.

Chat Noir had to say that a lot of the costumes at this con were really quite impressive. Some were almost perfect and spot on – pun intended. It really was amazing how much effort some people would go to in order to look like their favourite hero for the day. He had made sure to pick nine of the best cosplayers, who it turned out were a group of performers, and they had been more than happy to take part in his new plan.

This had to work, for sure.

Chat Noir had decided to go back to his more abstract gift ideas. Ladybug clearly wasn't really interested in any material possessions as demonstrated by their disastrous trip to the Christmas market yesterday. Chat Noir's body still ached from being trampled on by all of those cows. It was harrowing to a point where he had even had nightmares last night about a cow sitting on his chest; he woke up feeling like he couldn't breathe.

After that, he had lay awake for the rest of the night, pondering what present to try and give her next. It was getting to a really frustrating point where Chat Noir was desperate and running out of ideas. Everything else had ended in disaster. Surely something had to go right for him at some point? He really was one unlucky kitty at the moment.

But at least this idea was simple. He would have these girls dressed as Ladybug dance for her in a show of appreciation. Hopefully Ladybug would be blown away by this idea. And there were no animals in sight to ruin things this time. Just nine well trained performers.

What could go wrong?

"Ummm…excuse me?" A familiar, snooty voice called from behind them.

Chat Noir turned around just in time to see Chloé, dressed in her very expensive and realistic looking Ladybug costume, storming towards them with an angry look on her face. Oh no, Chat Noir had forgotten that his oldest friend was a huge Ladybug fan and that she would probably be here. He knew immediately what was about to come next.

"You're putting on a performance for Ladybug and you didn't include me in it?!" Chloé demanded, horrified at the notion.

Chat Noir sighed, not in the mood to deal with this right now. "Chloé, these guys are performers. They're putting on an appreciation show for Ladybug, and it has to be perfect," he tried to explain.

Chloé snorted. "But I'm better than perfect! Nobody is a bigger fan of Ladybug than me! I have the best costume, I've got the looks, I've got the talent, so I should be front and centre in the show!"

"But Chloé," Chat sighed out, "the whole show has already been choreographed. These guys are professionals. There's no room for you in it."

"Well, make room!" Chloé ordered. "You're never going to impress Ladybug unless I'm the star of the show. I am her number one fan after all."

"Chloé, please," Chat Noir begged, "this is serious."

"With an attitude like that, you definitely don't belong in the show," one of the Ladybug cosplayers retorted. "Ladybug is the exact opposite of an entitled selfish brat, so the fact that you can't even get into character proves you could never be a part of this performance."

Chloé gasped, and took a step back in offense. "I'm going to make you pay for that!"

"Now, now, ladies." Chat Noir stepped between them. "Chloé why don't you just go and relax and enjoy the show."

"Sure." Chloé smirked, suddenly sounding calm. "I'll enjoy the show alright."

Flicking her golden blonde hair over her shoulder, Chloé walked away, and Chat Noir let out a sigh of relief. At this rate, Ladybug would have gotten here before he had finished sorting everything out. He had already sent her a message to meet him here. She said she was busy at the moment, but that she wouldn't be long.

However, Chat Noir could feel himself growing increasingly nervous as his mind flashed back to all of his previously failed plans. What if this one failed as well? What if he embarrassed Ladybug again? Terrified out of his mind, Chat Noir began praying to every god he could think of. This had to work. Please, it had to work!

"Chat?"

Chat Noir nearly jumped out of his skin at the sound of his lady calling his name. Uh oh, what if the dancers weren't ready? How was Chat Noir going to introduce this? What if Ladybug didn't like it? What if she thought it was boring? Chat Noir wished that the ground would just swallow him up so that he would never have to face any of this. But if he got it right this time, then hopefully he would be well rewarded. He could impress Ladybug with his perfect gift. She would be happy. Just seeing her smile would be worth it.

"What's going on?" Ladybug asked. "Why did you want to meet here? Did you agree that we'd speak at a panel or something?" Ladybug sounded nervous at that idea.

"No." Chat Noir turned around to smirk at her. "I have something much better planned. Hit it ladies," Chat Noir yelled as he pulled Ladybug further back.

The nine Ladybug performers immediately raced into their positions, and a crowd began to gather around them as people knew that something interesting was about to happen. The lights went down, and the music began.

Ladybug gasped and looked up at Chat Noir in confusion before he nodded for her to keep watching. She turned her head back around as the performers began to dance. Their movements were graceful and beautiful, just like Ladybug. They performed different moves with their yo-yos and the crowd gasped in amazement.

Chat Noir looked down at Ladybug again to gage her reaction. Her eyes were wide and a smile was tugging at the corners of her lips as she watched them. She looked just as amazed and impressed, if not more so, than the crowd around them. Her eyes were completely transfixed by their every movement, and Chat Noir could feel his heart soaring in his chest at the thought of a gift idea finally working.

He'd finally done it! He had impressed her!

Feeling confident, Chat Noir turned back to watch the nine dancers, when his heart immediately sank all the way down to his feet at the sight of Chloé barging her way through the crowd and storming towards centre stage. A few people in the audience glanced at each other in confusion, unsure if this was all part of the act or not.

But Chat Noir knew that it wasn't.

Panicked, Chat Noir looked down at Ladybug again who was beginning to frown. He guessed she had already sussed that this indeed was not a part of the act. The nine dancers shot Chloé a look of frustration, looking even more angry as she began doing her own improvised dance moves in front of them, blocking them all from the view of Ladybug.

Thankfully thinking on their feet, the nine dancers jumped in front of Chloé, perfectly in sync with each other, completely blocking the crowd's view of her. However, Chat Noir knew that Chloé wasn't going to stand for that.

"Hey!" Chloé yelled, jumping up and down, trying to get herself seen. "Ladybug! Over here! Look at me! I'm your biggest fan! Ignore these losers!"

Chat Noir could feel Ladybug cringing next to him, and saw her quietly facepalm out of the corner of his eye.

No! Chloé was ruining everything!

But it wasn't long before she had had enough, and she began pushing her way past the dancers, knocking them all off her feet. Most of them fell over with painful thuds, crying out in pain as Chloé merely glared down at them, kicking their fallen forms out of the way.

Chat Noir glared at her, and was about to intervene when he caught sight of Ladybug bolting away from the scene, looking slightly upset over the whole thing. Her expression looked completely fed up, and her shoulders were raised as she wrapped her arms around herself, running away from the scene as fast as she possibly could.

Feeling torn, Chat Noir glanced at the dancers who were now having a full blown argument with Chloé, and towards the direction that Ladybug had run off in. Chat Noir's heart immediately lurched after her, making up his mind for him. He took off after her, looking in every direction to try and figure out which way she had headed next.

But spotting her was incredibly difficult. Nearly every girl here was dressed as Ladybug. But finally, Chat Noir spotted her storming towards a guy who was dressed like him, talking to a girl who was dressed as Ladybug.

He quickly ran after her.

"What do you think you're doing?!" Ladybug yelled at the guy dressed as a very convincing looking Chat noir. "I dash off for five minutes and I come back to see you have mistaken another girl for me!"

"What?!" The guy dressed up as Chat Noir shrieked, his eyes darting back and forth between the two Ladybugs.

The real Chat Noir quickly dashed forward and grabbed hold of Ladybug, noticing that her temper was beginning to flare. His partner really needed to practice what she preached. She was accusing him of mistaking her for another girl, yet she was doing the exact same thing. Good thing he had better eyesight.

"Whoa, whoa there Bugaboo, I'm right here." Chat Noir chuckled as he reassured her.

Ladybug froze, turning around to stare at him in confusion.

"I think you need to practice what you preach about not being able to recognise people," Chat said, feeling a little bit salty, but still seeing the funny side of it.

Ladybug still looked confused.

Someone cleared their throat behind him. "Errr, Chat?"

Chat Noir froze.

Oh no.

"I'm right here." Ladybug sounded completely fed up and done at this point.

Chat Noir turned around to smile at her awkwardly before he let out an embarrassed chuckle.

"Bugaboo?" One of the girls dressed as Ladybug asked in disbelief and amusement.

Chat Noir ignored her and rushed straight over to the real Ladybug.

"Are you okay?" he asked as he pulled her to one side.

Ladybug sighed. "Yeah, sorry I ran off, it's just…Chloé."

Chat Noir stared at her sympathetically before his expression turned to one of confusion as Ladybug pulled out her yo-yo to check something. Her eyes widened before she quickly put her yo-yo away.

"Look, Chat, I've really gotta go, I'll see you for patrol tomorrow." She gave him a quick hug. "Thank you for showing me that show though, it was really nice until…well…you know."

"Yeah." Chat Noir sighed sadly, glancing down at his feet, feeling miserable and defeated again.

Unbeknownst to Chat though, Ladybug gave the dancers a quick wink and a thumbs up which they returned, before she took off, leaving a depressed Chat Noir behind.

Ahhh Chloé. And of course, I couldn't resist the joke of Ladybug and Chat Noir being bad at recognising each other. Only three chapters left now guys. Feel free to let me know what you thought in a review. I'll see you all again tomorrow.