1 - the author does not owns Miraculous - Adventures of Ladybug and Chat Noir, its characters and likeness. Tale for entertainment purposes only.
2 – story for entertaining purposes only
3 - a small, throwaway interlude almost for comedy purposes only
4 - criticisms and opinions more than welcome
5 - be aware English is not the author's first language
Cap 02
Plagg groaned and tried to keep calm, while the English teen went to a secluded booth on the library.
"Took you longer than I expected."
"Uh… what?"
"For Master Fu to realize his mistake. Anyone can open the internet and see the bloody mess Paris is. That Cat does a terrible job." And grinned "N'est-ce pas?"
The kwami just looked at the ring shining at the teenager finger. Unlike Adrien's, it was shaped like a cat's head, with gemstones for eyes and another one on its forehead. It took every once of Plagg patience for not to grab it, turn around and give it to the first person passing by.
"The Great Guardian made a mistake, indeed. And I am talking with it right now. But we don't have choices, Felix, so…"
"Do you mean the other one beat the dust?"
"WHAT?"
"I am asking if the other Cat is no more. If he ceased to be. Expired and went to meet his maker. If he's a stiff. Beret of life, resting in peace, pushing the daisies. If his metabolic processes are now history. Off the twig, kicked the bucked, shuffled off his mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the choir invisible. If he is an ex-Cat. " And smirked.
Forget about finding another person, thought Plagg. An actual cat would be better.
"Nothing of the sort! Just… assume your duty for a few weeks."
"A few weeks. When I am the hero the place needs."
"You are very athletic, yes. Aaaand kind of smart." Plagg flew closer to Felix, looking the human eye to eye "But then, of course, you open your mouth."
Felix closed his nose.
"Phew, you're the one to talk. What have you being eating?"
"Felix, I don't have time. Take the assignment, or not, say it now."
He just turned back to his book.
"You are right about being smart. Waiting for this moment, I've being honing my body and mind."
"In order to balance the decent soul you clearly lack?"
"There's tons of information about the Miraculous out there, you know? Ancient tomes and conspiracy rags like this." He raised the book a bit "About 'Tiny aliens transforming people'. Sounds familiar?"
"Right, you are not interested, I am out of here". Great, though Plagg. Three weeks on processed, plastic-wrapped slices of American cheese ahead.
"I am interested. I want to show you and Fu are wrong."
"Good, let's move."
"Just ask."
Oh, no. Not that. He is really… The kwami took a deep breath.
"Felix, we n-need your… I can't do this."
"Think about Paris. The countless humanity treasures that can be lost on an attack."
"Right, we need your help. There, I said it."
He put down the book and got up.
"Let's go home and pack. By the way, I've read kwamis body become the miraculous holders' uniforms, is that a fact?"
"It's way more complex than that, but in the most basic level, yes, we transform into your clothings, among other things."
"Still aware of the surroundings?"
"What are these questions for? Yes, we see what you see, we feel what you touch, everything."
"In that case, I will be sure to skip some baths."
"And I will make a pebble inside your boot."
"I will have naughty thoughts for the reaction down there."
"I will make your trousers disappear."
From his hidden spot, Adrien watched as the duo went away. Somehow, he was even more worried about Paris now that before..