Just a teeny heads up. There isn't that much, but there's a little bit of mature situation that someone describes. Warning done, now on with the show.


The three teen vigilantes raced across the rooftops as Felix directed them to the abandoned house that was the Quantic Kids' current prison.

"I don't understand. Wouldn't your parents wonder where you were if they've been missing this long?" Marinette, now finally transformed to Ladybug, posed to London's Cat Noir.

"Not all parents would notice if their kid was missing." She could hear her boyfriend say distastefully. She knew how little Gabriel Agreste cared about his son. It made her appreciate her own dad even more.

"Hawkmoth took our phones. I'm guessing his goons are texting them all about our amazing time in Paris, although Marisol's parents are d-." Black Cat's voice faltered as they slowed down. In front of them was a destroyed apartment complex. Ladybug could see the usually coy cat was in shock. "No!"

He frantically clawed at the rubble until he laid his paws on a torn dark sweatshirt. As Ladybug looked closer, she could see her partner's unmistakable neon green symbol printed on the fabric. "Is that Marisol's?"

Felix nodded his head, trying to hide the tears trailing down his mask from her. "Today's her birthday, so before I left for the theatre I.."

To her surprise, Cat Noir stopped her from comforting him and instead put his hand on Felix's shoulder. "She might still be here. Just because you found that doesn't mean.."

Ladybug quieted her boyfriend before he could finish. She swore she heard someone. "Where was the room they were keeping them in?"

"Back of the house."

"That's what I thought. Kitty, we may need a little cataclysm."


It only took Ladybug's Lucky charm to get his teammates out, but someone wasn't with them. "Where was Marisol when the house went down?"

Brooklyn looked at him worriedly. "Hawkmoth came and took her, we saw her in the backseat of a car before the whole house came down on us."

Adrien, now back to his normal self, looked over to his girlfriend. "That thug probably told Hawkmoth before you de-evilized him."

"Yeah." Marinette sighed before her phone rang. "It's Alya. What's up, bestie?"

"This guy is on tv calling out Ladybug and Cat Noir. Oh and some guy called Black Cat, which is weird." Felix's friends could see his annoyance. Then again, he usually wore that face unless it was around Marisol. "You have to get over here! Oh and Nino's here too." Alya turned her phone's camera to her boo.

"Hi!"

"Are Adrien and Felix with you?"

"Yes, we'll meet with you in a sec. Me and Adrien are just meeting up with some of Felix's friends from London near Notre Dame."

"Bring them too. The more the merrier." Everyone could hear the click as she hung up.

"Wait you aren't THAT Marinette and Adrien?" Brooklyn suddenly exclaimed before . "That would explain those calls I get from my cousin."

"Whose your cousin?"

"ChloƩ Bourgeois." All four of the Quantic kids said in unison.

"Felix slept with her." Devon tried to switch the glares.

Adrien looked at his London counterpart in amazement. "Please tell me you didn't."

Felix held up two fingers. "It was two years ago when I came to a party as Brooklyn's pity date. We were both drunk and she started calling me by your name." He pointed at Adrien before giving him a patented Black Cat grin. "Then I bit down hard on her clit. It rocked her world."

"That explains why she was weirder than usual around me that one week." Adrien then realized the implications of what Felix had said. "Wait, you bit her what?"


Marisol was scared for her friends. She'd seen the building go down as she banged on the rear window of the car as it drove away.

"Amaretto was right, you do look just like the real Ladybug." She could feel his words stab as she stared at Hawkmoth, who decided he'd go for the cliche of holding her chin by his hand. "You should feel lucky, mon petit Ladybug. I designed something special for your tv debut."


AHH! Felix slept with ChloƩ of all people. eww. Good thing the drinking age is sixteen in most european countries, so it was sloppy drunk sex. At least I think it is. It was in Germany. Anyway, AHH!

Now that that's over with, NO! MARISOL! I mean, I know I had to do something to stay on plot but man, why did I have to write Hawkmoth like a cartoon villain. Wait, he is a cartoon villain. Hm.

Of course, I need to thank everyone who reviews, favorites and follows the story. Especially llano4108824, they always give me a good Marinette-style smile. See ya fellow Ladybugs.