Next is Dark Cupid. Wish I could have gotten that one up for Valentine's Day, but oh well. This one is a bit rushed, since I'm working on a lot of projects right now. Hope it's still good.


She'd woken up feeling shitty. It happened every so often, so it wasn't like she hadn't been expecting it at some point.

"Shii, can you get my meds?" She mumbled into her pillow. "I don't wanna move."

"Bad day, kid?" Shii asked as he floated to and from the connecting bathroom with the bottles. Jeanne just grunted, taking the bottle and measuring out the correct dosage before swallowing them with a swig from her water bottle. Shii floated down and started kneading her lower back. As much of an asshole as he could be, he did seem to care about her. Even if he also had his bad days.

"JEANNE!" Adrien burst in. Shii almost didn't have time to hide.

"Inside voice." Jeanne said. "It's a bad day."

"Sorry." He lowered his voice. "It's just, today's Parent's Career Day and I was wondering if Dad said anything about coming?"

"I don't think I'm the right person to ask." She sat up, yawning. "I can come if you like, but I'm not sure how helpful I'll be." She knew that wouldn't work though. Adrien wanted their father.

"It would be nice if you'd come." He admitted. "Just to have someone there in case Dad doesn't come. But you don't have to come. You're having a bad day."

"Ssssh." She waved a hand at him. "You're my baby brother. I can't have you being alone while everyone else has someone."

"You're sure?"

"I'm sure."

As it turned out, Gabriel didn't come. The siblings spent half of the presentation out in the hallway while Adrien tried to call their father. Jeanne let him lean on her shoulder. She'd gotten all dressed up but she was still feeling shitty. She hated having to smile while she felt so crappy. Their father's perpetual absenteeism only made her feel worse. She decided to go back in, just in time for Chloé to start shrieking about some missing bracelet.

"You! You stole it!" She yelled, pointing at Marinette.

"Chloé." Jeanne decided to shut that shit down before it even started. "It's extremely rude to start accusing people without any evidence."

"But she totally tripped on my bag to steal it!" Chloé whined.

"My daughter is not a thief!" Tom Dupain said. The room erupted into an argument as Mayor Bourgeois jumped in to defend his daughter and Sabrina's father, Roger, tried to keep the peace. Jeanne's hands began to shake.

"EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP!" She roared. The room went dead silent. Jeanne stood there, absolutely furious.

"Just...Just look for the bracelet." Jeanne took a few deep breaths, beating back Blanc's urge to curse out everyone in the room. "I highly doubt Marinette would steal your bracelet, Chloé. From what I know, she has no history of being a thief."

"You're calling me a liar?!" Chloé raised her voice.

"No, Chloé, that's not what I said." This was getting to be so irritating. What she wouldn't give to take that girl down a peg or two. "I'm sure the bracelet is around here and no one stole it. No one needs to get blamed. It must have rolled out when Marinette tripped."

"Miss Agreste, I appreciate your input, but we must search the girl." Mayor Bourgeois took on the sort of tone one would use to speak to a child who didn't know any better. That was it. That was the last straw. Jeanne turned and stormed out, turning into Blanc once she was away from everyone. Then he went right back. It was time to finally chew Chloé out. Blanc was a villain after all, he could do what he wanted. He got back to the classroom as chaos was erupting. Everyone was a suspect.

"My my, what do we have here?" He draped himself over the ceiling beam like the Cheshire Cat. "Is our fair city's favorite monster breathing fire and burning innocent civilians again?"

"Not you again!" Chloé shrieked. "Daddy! Make him go away!"

"Yeah, like that's going to work." Blanc rolled his eyes. "I hear your bracelet is missing. Why don't you try actually looking for it instead of starting a witch hunt like the hysterical spoiled brat you are."

"How dare-"

"How dare I? Oh come on, we're all thinking it." Blanc yawned and leaned back.

"Why are you even here?" Marinette asked. "There aren't any akuma victims."

"I come and go as I please." Blanc shrugged. "I'm here right now because I passed a furious young lady storming away from this school and I just had to listen to her plight."

"Jeanne?" Adrien asked. He'd come in shortly after his sister had left, and while he'd been spared suspicion, he was similarly getting fed up with this whole thing. It was then he spotted Plagg with the bracelet around his head. He discreetly picked up the kwami, since all eyes were thankfully on Blanc, and swiftly exited stage left.

"Why yes. I do believe it was her." Blanc's smile widened. "She lamented how frustrated she was with the current situation. How she wished you would all just behave like reasonable people instead of jumping to conclusions and blaming people you don't like, like Miss Bourgeois does on a regular basis."

"That is my daughter you are speaking about!"

"Are you going to deny it, then?" Blanc asked. "Tell me she doesn't blame everyone but herself for her problems? And I wonder how that happened. Maybe Daddy just threw money at her to keep her happy."

"That is preposterous!" Mayor Bourgeois spat. "I'm going to find the principal, then we can sort this whole thing out." He stormed out of the room, leaving the class still gazing at Blanc.

"Think I hit a little too close to home there?" Blanc batted his eyelashes.

"You're not very nice." Rose said, with considerably less energy than usual.

"Sweetheart, I'm not supposed to be nice." Blanc shifted position so he was sitting cross-legged, head resting in his hands. "And the truth about rich families is that there's no love behind those gilded doors. Absentee parents and money create monsters like Chloé who think their every whim deserves to be satisfied just because they're rich and powerful." Before anyone could respond, a blue mechanical behemoth burst through the door.

"Where is the mayor?" It demanded.

"Dad?" Sabrina asked.

"That's her dad?!" Marinette could scarcely believe it. Although, she could see a man inside the suit of armor.

"The mayor left to go get the principal." Blanc hung from the rafter by his knees. "You need my help with this?"

"Chat Blanc, you are a menace to society." Rogercop lifted his hand. "I must arrest you."

"Oh f- Aaah!" Blanc started jumping all over the room, avoiding the light cuffs the akumatized Roger was shooting at him. "STOP SHOOTING AT ME! YOU'RE GONNA HIT SOME INNOCENT!"

"You must be detained." Rogercop said.

"Let's spray him with water!" Kim shouted. A few students got out water bottles and started spritzing water at the frantically fleeing Blanc.

"FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS GOOD SOMEONE MAKE HIM STOP SHOOTING AT ME!" Blanc screeched, making cat noises of distress. It was hilarious watching the villain scamper around like an angry cat.

"Don't you need to go after the Mayor or something?" Blanc asked when Rogercop had cornered him. Rogercop hesitated, gun trained on Blanc. Then he lowered his arm and left. Blanc sighed deeply and stood up, brushing himself off.

"Okay, that was embarrassing." He muttered. Nathanael gave him a towel.

"Thanks kid." Blanc's ears were flattened against his head as he dried himself off. Marinette and Adrien had seemingly vanished, probably to go become Ladybug and Chat.

"So...I'm gonna go now." Blanc forced a grin.

"Not until I find my bracelet!" Chloé shrieked.

"WOULD YOU ZIP IT ABOUT YOUR STUPID BRACELET?!" Blanc snarled.

"WOULD YOU STOP FOLLOWING ME AROUND?!" Chloé snapped back. She wasn't nearly as afraid of Blanc as she had been when he'd first shown up. As far as she was concerned, he was just some weird guy who was either perpetually grumpy or perpetually happy.

"Forget it." Blanc muttered, storming out of the room. As he left, he bumped into Rogercop pursuing Mayor Bourgeois. Blanc, following his animal instincts, backed the fuck up because he did not want to end up with his hands and ankles cuffed together like he was an actual cat. Chloé had run out after him, likely to drag him back in, but once she saw Rogercop she ran after him.

"Mr. Rogercop!" She yelled. "I've got a serious problem! Worse than a bad hair day!"

"Come with me and we'll talk about it." Rogercop said, halting his pursuit for a moment. Blanc rolled his eyes.

"Okay." Chloé said brightly as Rogercop led her to his car.

"Chloé no!" Chat yelled.

"Chloé yes." Blanc sighed. "I can't believe she keeps doing this." The door to the car closed and the car took off. Ladybug and Chat took off after the car. Blanc just groaned, tail flicking restlessly.

"I have never hated this job more than I do right now." He sighed and started making his way towards city hall. That had to be where everyone was headed.

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Sure enough, everyone was a city hall. Well, Ladybug and Chat were outside and the mayor was on a large screen announcing a new development.

"Paris has a new superpower. His name is Rogercop. I hereby relinquish all authority to Rogercop. All citizens are ordered to answer at him." The mayor said solemnly.

"Ladybug, Chat Noir, and Chat Blanc are now outlaws. They must be hunted down and taken into custody immediately." Rogercop said. Blanc's ears flattened against his head as he saw officers begin to surround him and the superheroes.

"Okay kids, come on." He gestured frantically. "Let's get out." They nodded and all three vanished onto the rooftops and away from any officers of the law. Once they were safely away,

Ladybug looked at Blanc. "What was that about?"

"I don't want to talk about it." Blanc muttered

"So he's not on your side?" Chat tried to stifle a snicker.

"Shut it furball." Blanc legitimately hissed at the boy. "Hawkmoth's probably mad at me about Evillustrator and has deemed me a threat."

"And now you're working with us." Ladybug finished.

"As soon as he's gone, I'm back to being your enemy. It's more fun that way." Blanc said. "I don't like being a fugitive."

"You're a villain. You've been a fugitive since you showed up." Chat said. Blanc glared at him until the other cat stopped talking. Chat found himself distinctly reminded of Jeanne on one of her bad days. Where was Jeanne? He hadn't seen her since she'd stormed out of the classroom.

"So, we need a plan." Ladybug quickly moved on. "Unless you two want to be wanted felons for the rest of your lives."

"No ma'am." The boys said together before glaring at one another.

"We haven't even done anything!" Chat said. "You can't accuse someone without proof! We should defend ourselves in the Court of Law!"

"Now while Rogercop's the Chief of Justice." Ladybug sighed.

"Well, that's what paranoia and strict logic get ya." Blanc said, examining his steel claws. "At least it's not Chloé in charge."

"How many times have we saved Paris?" Chat completely ignored Blanc.

"We're still saving Paris." Ladybug reminded him.

"Hello? Still here." Blanc waved his hands. "We got a plan or what?"

"You're not very helpful, are you?" Ladybug raised an eyebrow. "Do you have some kind of plan?"

"I can be a distraction." He said. "I'm always distracting."

"Well, we can't just leave you unsupervised." Ladybug looked at Chat, who looked up at the sky as if praying for strength and then back at Blanc.

"Fine. I'll help."

A few moments later the cats were in the street, right in the middle of the glow of a streetlight as though they were onstage.

"Something about Paris just makes you wanna dance." Chat said, leaning on his cane.

"I know what you mean." Blanc stood back to back with him, arms folded. "Do you think these fine officers would join us in a dance?"

"You won't be dancing when I'm through with you! Arrest them!" Rogercop boomed.

"Something tells me the answer is no." Chat said, laughing just a little as the officers surrounded the two of them. It was surprisingly fun to fight alongside Chat instead of against him. For a moment, Jeanne wondered if it would be better to change career paths and start working with her little brother. Then she remembered all the times she'd screwed up when trying to be a hero and promptly shut down that line of thinking. It didn't take long for them to dispatch the officers together. Blanc sheathed his rapier and looked to Chat.

"Inside then?"

"Of course! My lady needs me!"

"You really are devoted to her." Blanc smiled softly. "You two make an amazing team."

"Funny, never thought I'd get praised by you." Chat said as they walked inside.

"Even enemies can admire one another." Blanc shrugged. "This isn't just a job to you, after all. It's an escape, a way for you to make a difference."

"How did you-" But Chat didn't have time to ask because of all of the sudden he found himself in a fight with Rogercop. The lasers were coming at them and there was no time for them to think of anything but avoiding said lasers.

"The akuma is in his whistle!" Ladybug yelled. "We've gotta get to it!"

"How?" Chat asked. Blanc stood behind the two of them, looking around. He spotted Chloé's bracelet on the floor, rolling towards him. He picked it up. Where on Earth had it been this whole time?

"You two need this?" He yelled, tossing it towards them. Ladybug caught it and nodded appreciatively at him. Chat sprung into action.

"Cataclysm!" He slid along the floor, leaving a path of destruction in his wake. Rogercop shot a cuff at him, pinning the poor cat to the wall. Fortunately for Chat, the floor collapsed at that moment, leaving him safe while Rogercop fell. Ladybug jumped in, covering Rogercop's hands (and thus his powers) with oven mitts connected by a belt and Chloé's bracelet. The defeated villain screamed in defeat as Ladybug snatched his whistle and stamped on it, trapping the akuma when it tried to escape. Lucky Charm was activated and the world returned to normal.

"Nice working with you kids." Blanc inclined his head respectfully and jumped out the window. Once back at the Agreste mansion, Jeanne collapsed onto her bed.

"Rough day, huh?" Shii settled on the pillow next to her. Jeanne just groaned. She was so sore and too tired to argue or do much of anything. She was napping when Adrien got back. He decided to let her sleep while he dealt with Plagg. The little kwami needed punishment.