You'll Never Take Us Alive
Chapter 2
It had been about a week or so when Ladybug and Chat Noir pulled off another crime. The next morning at school, Alya waved her phone in front of Marinette, Nino, and Adrien's faces. The headline read "Ladybug with her sidekick, Chat Noir, robbing a jewelry store." For a moment, Adrien looked furious then the look vanished. "I hope they get caught." Marinette said worriedly and Adrien, Nino, and Alya all nodded, Adrien reaching across the table to hold her hand. "I'm sure the police will catch them, Marinette, it's just a matter of time." He smiled at her and she turned pink, Nino and Alya sharing a smug grin.
Chat Noir strolled into the museum, grinning smugly, knowing people were videotaping his every move. One of the people observing the Mona Lisa backed away from him. "Don't mind me, just stealing this painting." The observer yelled at him and grabbed his arm, but Chat Noir just pried his hand open with his claws and tripped the poor guy. "Oh and just to be clear, Parisians. Ladybug and I are partners, I am NOT her sidekick." He growled, and the people shivered in fear as he ran off. Marinette was designing a new shirt when Alya called her. "Girl, did you hear?! Chat Noir just stole the Mona Lisa!" Alya yelled into Marinette's ear and she winced. Then she realized what she had just heard. "WHAT?!" Marinette shrieked and Alya winced on the other end. "That stupid cat!" Marinette thought furiously. "Girl, I gotta go! This is a HUUGE scoop and I am NOT missing it!" Alya yelled, practically vibrating with excitement and hung up. Marinette shook her head at her best friend's antics, then turned to the problem at hand. What was that stupid cat thinking?! She sighed and changed into her Ladybug suit.
"Chat, where are you?" Ladybug muttered to herself and remembered a hideout he had shown her once. Baka neko.
"Chat, what the hell were you doing?! What were you thinking?! We're partners, you promised me that!" Ladybug yelled at him, stomping toward him, and Chat felt fear strike his heart. She sure was scary when she was mad. She was hot too. Chat was glad she couldn't see most of his face, given that he was blushing furiously. "I'm not your sidekick, I did it to prove that." He snapped, and she grabbed his collar. "I know you aren't my sidekick, Chat. They're just trying to get to you." He nodded, and she walked over to the Mona Lisa and picked it up. "It's too conspicuous, we have to take it back." He sighed but nodded. His Lady was right.
The villainous duo walked back into the Louvre with the Mona Lisa tucked under Chat's arm. He kept glancing at Ladybug's hand like he wanted to hold it, but he knew that she would kick him if he did.
Ladybug placed the Mona Lisa back in its rightful place then turned to look at the people videotaping, Alya among them. She walked towards Alya, who grinned in excitement and held her ground. "By the way Parisians, Chat Noir is my partner in crime, not my sidekick. I couldn't do any of these crimes without him." She smiled wickedly, and Chat mirrored it. "Bug out!" She yelled and threw a smoke bomb onto the ground and it exploded. Thankfully, away from Alya. By the time the smoke cleared, Ladybug and Chat Noir had disappeared.
Marinette sighed once she got back home. She remembered when she had first started doing crime. A few had been unsuccessful, she didn't get good at crime until she had met Chat Noir. It turned out that he was trying to do crime too and they had picked the same place to rib. They had nearly beat each other up until a few police officers had shown up and they had to beat them up together. Chat had brought up the fact that they worked pretty well together and suggested working together. When she hesitated, he asked for her phone and put his number in. He handed it back to her and told her to text him when she had thought it over. "Until then, my Lady." She had rolled her eyes but smiled once he was gone. It took her two days to think it over and finally texted him, asking what their next crime would be. He had sent back a smiley face and a cat, and she smiled.
It had been about a year since they started doing crime together and every day, she wondered who was under the mask. There were moments when she was almost sure she knew who it was, but then her moment of clarity would vanish as quickly as it had come. In the very beginning, she had told him that revealing their identities to each other was dangerous if either one of them was caught by the police. As time wore on though, she realized that even if she learned his identity, she would rather be killed in action than give up his identity.
Hey everyone, sorry it's such a short chapter (hangs head in disgrace).