"When is Felix coming back?" Brooklyn, a girl with long blond hair and a union jack shirt, sighed as the bells of Notre Dame announced the time. "I need to get out of these clothes."

"Please, he probably went back to England." A boy wearing a blue jacket scoffed.

"You know Devon, for a mime, you're way too chatty." Nate, who oddly looked a lot like Adrien's best friend Nino, looked over at their young leader. He could see her small body shaking.

"Marisol, don't you want me to brush your hair out." Brooklyn took a large hairbrush out of her bag. Thank God they didn't take that. "You wanna look nice when Felix comes back."

"You know her. The only person who can snap her out of a funk like this is Black Cat himself."

"You summon me, I appear." The four of them looked at the blond ballerina, who had just stepped into the room with their food. "I'm sorry it took so long, I was watching Cat Noir seduce his lovely princess."

"Details please." Devon whistled. "Maybe I can get some pointers from it."

"Never mind him, just use your magic powers on Marisol, you black hearted pervert." Brooklyn handed him the brush. "She's honestly starting to scare me." She whispered in his ear. "Be a dear and escort them to the bathroom." She looked to the thug, who stared at her incredulously. "Be careful or I won't recommend this place to the Winchesters."

"They didn't hurt you did they?" Felix tried to search her face as she got in the tub.

"I'm fine." Her tiny body was swamped by the tub. It was good he had such long arms.

"Jeez, I leave you on your own for three days and your hair gets like this." He used the shampoo from the side of the tub to pile her hair on top of her head. That's when he glanced the tears on her face.

"Fe-Felix. I th-thought I'd never s-see you again." She buried her face in his shirt, so she could hide it as she cried.

"Mousy, I'm not going to leave you with those brats." Felix's hard nature, which attracted her to him in the first place, now made her laugh. "Oh, I got you something, but it's a bit big."

"A Cat Noir sweatshirt?"

"How'd you know?"

"Cause I'm psychic." He could see the old Marisol in her face. That smile was worth a thousand miraculous's. "Hey, I heard you talking about that girl, Marinette. She sounds nice."

"Don't worry she already has a boyfriend. And he's definitely Cat Noir."

"That's not what I meant." Marisol looked at him, a little mad he didn't get it. "You need to ask for her help."

"What can she do, get Cat even less likely to help me rescue you guys?"

"She can help." Marisol edged close to him so she could whisper in his ear. "I think she's the Ladybug you need to break your bad luck curse."

"How can you tell that?"

"Didn't you say once I'm smarter than I look?" She giggled.

"Okay, smarty pants. I think it's time to dry you off."

"Sure, but I wanna wear my new sweatshirt." She tugged at him.

"One last thing. I know they aren't your Quantic earrings but," Felix went about fastening a set of earrings in Marisol's empty piercings. "They were at the same shop as the sweatshirt."

She stared at the mirror. "Thanks Felix. I don't know why, but I feel better seeing these in my ears."


"Felix the performance was amazing." Marinette beamed. "It gave me so much inspiration. Alya and Nino are thinking about going to a local restaurant to treat you. What you think?"

"No, I already ate before the performance."

"Thanks for agreeing to come backstage." Felix looked at her earrings, the exact same size as the Ladybug earrings he'd gotten for Marisol, except silver like Adrien's ring. Marisol was right, she IS Miraculous Ladybug.

"What's wrong? You wanted to show me something?"

"Yeah." He held up his ring and muttered a phrase, transforming into a new form.

"F-Felix, how did you?" Marinette looked at him, standing there, wearing a leather suit. "Why are you wearing that?"

"In this form, I'm known as Black Cat, apart of London's Quantic Kids." Felix looked at her, trying to calm her nerves. "And I-they need your help, Ladybug."

"I-I'm not Ladybug. I know we look similar but I-"

"Marinette." He edged closer to her, his face becoming more scared. "It doesn't matter. Can you help me save my friends?"

"I can do that. What do I need to do?"

"Give me your earrings so it looks like I got them from you. Shit, Amaretto found us."

"What?" That was all she could do before she felt something hitting her from behind. And then she heard his voice.


"Marinette!" Adrien screamed as she and his blackmailer fell, a large ice cream akuma standing behind them. "What did you do to her?"

"I didn't do anything, Cat Noir. I promise."

"How'd you?"

"Simple logic." Black Cat's ears twitched as he fell down, finally losing consciousness next to Marinette's crumpled body.

"Hawkmoth will be very happy to know the miraculous will be his soon." Amaretto dashed away, holding the two of them on his back.

"Stupid." The model cursed himself.

"Better transform and go after them." Plagg appeared in front of his partner, a little too enthusiastically.

"That's out of character for you."

"She's your camembert. Now are we going to save her or not?"

"Right, claws out."


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