The Dog Kwami

by Edentonteaparty418

Caleb just moved to Paris from the USA. On his first day to school he helps an old man out who in turn slips a tiny red box into his bag containing the Dog Kwami. Follow Caleb on this adventure and how he handles making friends and figuring out his identity when it comes to his superhero life. It has been around a year since LadyBug and Cat Noir got their powers.

17. Chapter 17

(Wednesday)

Ring Ring Ring. Waking up I tiredly say "Pluto do I have to go to school today" "Yes, don't you want to see Alya" "Shut up" I say throwing a pillow at Pluto which he easily dodges which leaves us both laughing. Walking downstairs the familiar sight of an empty kitchen greets me "Pluto you don't have to hide this morning because their already gone" I say while fixing myself some breakfast. On the way to school I couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness at the way my life is taking shape "Caleb you should look where you're going" Pluto says out of nowhere "And why is that" right as I say that I step in a small puddle effectively soaking one of my shoes "Well I was hoping today was going to be a good one" "It is don't let this get you down" "Thanks dad" I say sarcastically to Pluto. Arriving at school I enter class and take my usual seat in the back, taking out my notebook I look at some of my notes from when school started to now and I notice some differences between the little sketches I make whenever i'm bored. With some of the earlier notes having minor sketches of Ruff Rider, LadyBug, and Cat Noir and later notes having minor sketches of the places i've been to, the people I met, and embarrassingly enough just random sketches of Alya throughout some of the notes. Luckily i'm no artist and only do this when i'm bored in class so if anyone looked odds are they won't know what or who the drawings are about "Alright class please take the notes I have written on the board and we will begin shortly." After a while the teacher stopped lecturing and handed out assignments, when she gave me a copy in English I ask "Excuse but can I try one in French" "If your sure but keep the English one in case you don't know a word." When she gave me the French version I look it over and smile because I can read most of it pretty easily, working on the worksheet I answer all the questions in French really testing myself especially since I refuse to look at the English copy. Once I was done I get up to turn it into the teacher and i'm about to go and sit back down when the teacher says "Caleb you can stay right here, i'll be grading yours right now" walking back over to her desk I wait nervously wanting to know how well I did "Here you go." The teacher hands me my paper upside down so I can't see the grade, walking back to my seat I sit down and turn it over. I passed with flying colors and a note at the bottom by the teacher which says 'Good Job at this rate you won't need a tutor' proud at myself I put the worksheet away and start doodling on piece of paper waiting for school to end. As the bell rang for us to leave I get up and sit in the usual spot next to Adrien to begin our lessons "Caleb how did you do with the French version I overheard you ask the teacher for one" "I passed it with flying colors" "I don't think I have ever met anyone who could learn a new language so fast" "I think it's because my teacher knows what he is doing" "Is that so" Adrien says chuckling "Well I have a new vocabulary list today" as the rest of the lesson went by I learned the new words pretty fast and at the end of it could even use them in a sentence correctly.

Leaving school I head home practicing the new words in my head making sure I got them down when Pluto flies from out my bag "Caleb how many languages do you know" "Why do you ask" I say my curiosity peaked at the random question "Well I just realized that I understand every language no matter how new" "Are you telling me you automatically understand every language" "Yes" Pluto says nodding his little head with a matter of fact attitude "Well let's think I know English, i'm pretty fluent in Spanish, and i'm learning French at an advanced rate right now" "Are knowing three languages normal or abnormal for humans" "Pluto you should know that there isn't a single normal human alive" "Can't argue with that" Pluto says with a snicker before having to hide in my bag again. Getting home I grab a snack and head to my room, booting up my computer I wait for a few seconds while everything gets started. Opening up the LadyBlog I start scrolling through some theories on Ruff Rider when a notification popped up telling me Alya has updated the LadyBlog. Clicking out of the thread I was in and I head to the main page. Seeing the new post it asks 'If you could be Ruff Rider, LadyBug, or Cat Noir who would you be and why would you choose them' looking at the comments I see several people either putting LadyBug or Cat Noir with a small amount of people putting Ruff Rider. Commenting under the same pseudonym Doggo Rider I say 'Personally I would want to be LadyBug or Cat Noir because I would be hit less often in the middle of a fight' this comment of course started a war with several people wondering if this was the real Ruff Rider or not and others defending LadyBug and Cat Noir. Enjoying the online carnage I started, I jump when my computer makes a beeping sound telling me that someone messaged me on the LadyBlog. Opening up the message icon I see that Alya messaged me 'Ruff Rider was that really necessary' messaging back I type 'Maybe not but it's pretty funny isn't it' getting an immediate response I see 'Well maybe a little' when I see that I can't help but imagine Alya sitting in front of a computer smiling at the internet war I started. Going back to the original post I try to comment but I get a warning that my commenter privilege has been revoked, confused I message Alya 'Did you revoke my ability to comment' after waiting a few seconds I get a response 'Yes I did' writing back immediately I write 'Why?' 'Because I can' 'How can I get it back' 'By being a good boy' 'Was that a dog pun' 'Yes' 'C'mon stop giving me such a ruff time' 'Ruff Rider if you make that joke again you will never get it back' 'Did you not find that to be funny because that left me howling at the moon' 'If you are howling at the moon right now we can no longer be seen together :p.' Seeing the emoji I can't stop myself from laughing 'What is that, what time period did I travel back to' 'Going to make fun of my emoji guess I will have to eat all these macarons by myself next time we see each other' 'That's bad to the bone' 'That one didn't even make much sense' 'You stilled laughed didn't you' 'I did' after an hour filled with jokes and puns passes by in what feels like an instant, Alya messages that she has to go babysit her siblings and was pretty adamant that no I can't help and no not even if I bring macarons. Going back to the main page I see that the internet war I started shows no sign of stopping and absolutely no sign that there will ever be peace again. "Pluto I think I caused a war" "Surprisingly you wouldn't be the first to do that or even the tenth" "Wait what" "You heard me" "I only started a virtual war what wars did past holders start" "Can't say there have been so many, you have actually been the most level headed holder in a while" "I guess that's reassuring" "Yep" Pluto says while gnawing on some jerky like he didn't just say some of his past holders started wars. "Have you ever met the other Kwami's" "Well I know them all is there a specific one you want to talk about" "I was just thinking what are the odds of other miraculous users knowing each other and finding out who is under the mask" "I would say pretty high, whenever the miraculous are needed at least two people have always been chosen and they have always revealed their true identities at least when I was present" Pluto says finishing the piece of jerky and is now looking for my phone to play games. Finishing up my homework I turn off my computer and head to bed wondering what the events of tomorrow will bring me. Falling asleep I felt like for once in my life I was truly accepted.

This is my home now and nothing will ever change that. Nothing.

(Thanks for reading. I realized that Caleb is technically trilingual with his native language being English, he took two years of Spanish before the move and was pretty fluent(Not something new but has been mentioned before), and is learning French. Please tell me if I should do a chapter where Caleb gets to show this off or maybe just keep on it on the downlow for now. I brought it to attention in this chapter because I thought I was seriously downplaying the fact and wanted to devote a tiny section to it)