Hello,

I'm sorry its been a long while... a lot has happened but I did not forget you or this story! I have been writing just slowly... sorry. I will try to do better...

But enough about that... enjoy the next chapter and hopefully, i will post the next one soon! *cross fingers!*

Love

~P. Yukiko

Chapter 3

Pulling out his baton he looked at the map of the building, nodding he took a deep breath and reached over the first machine attached to Fu.

"Ok, here we go…"

As fast as he could Chat turned off all the machines attached to the older man. Then as carefully and quick as possible he started to pull out the needles and suction cups attached to his body.

Soon Fu started to stir, but Chat didn't stop.

"The Black Cat?" Fu mumbled softly. "Plagg's kit…"

"Uh… not a kitten." Chat replied under his breath

'You sure act like one tho.' Plagg commented.

Ignoring his Kwami, Chat focused on the weak old man "Look no time for introductions… we gotta run, I'm pretty sure a swarm of people are coming for you and M'lady is expecting me to bring you back to her. And I don't want to let her down." Chat said as he pulled Fu onto his back.

"What's wrong?" Chat asked when he heard Fu groan in his ear.

"I expected you smell… nicer. Especially from someone like you…" Fu replied.

Plagg started to laugh hysterically. Before Chat could make any remark he froze when his sensitive ears picked up many footsteps coming their way.

"Uh oh…hold on Fu" Chat almost hissed.

The old man locked his arms around the hero's neck as Chat pulled out his baton and extended it. He retracted his baton to firmly dig his claws into the ceiling and tucked his feet above the door frame, a few seconds later the door swung open.

A whole group of people crammed into the small room.

"Where the heck did he go?!" Dan exclaimed once he saw the empty bed.

Everyone mumbled their uncertainty and confusion.

Noting everyone's distraction, Chat took the chance to silently jump down and leave the room unseen.

Seeing that no one was in the hallway he sprinted to the staircase. As he was rushing he still managed to hear someone say: "What is that god awful smell?! Will?!"

Chat scrunched up his nose. "Do I really smell that bad?"

"Yes." Fu mumbled

Chat frowned as he reached the top floor of the building.

Using the janitor's key card he opened the door and poked his head in. Noticing the coast was clear he slowly creeped in and made his way down the hall.

Using the map on his baton he made his way in search of a specific room. Just when he knew it was around the following corner he froze when he heard someone down the same hall. Ducking into a vacant room, he peeked out and saw a janitor's cart, before he heard the janitor's complaints.

"How do they manage to throw so much stuff away?" the Janitor grumbled as he pulled a large trash bag behind him.

'How you gonna get past the grouch?' Plagg asked.

"I'm getting too old for this…when are they going to send me my backup?" the janitor said before going back into the same room.

'I think I have a crazy idea…' Chat replied with a sly smile.

'Kid, we've talked about this… thinking is not your strong suit, besides crazy ideas only work for Ladybug.'

'Some of my crazy ideas have worked in the past…' Chat sharply replied

'Only like two of them… face it, kid, we don't have the luck the girls have.'

'Aha! But I have all the luck we need!' Chat proudly replied as he patted the charm bracelet in his pocket.

When Plagg just groaned in defeat, Chat took the chance to lower Fu onto the floor. "Hang tight, I'll be back." Fu nodded

"Alright, here we go! Just need to be confident." Chat said as fixed the doctor's cap on his head and walked confidently down the hall, broom in hand. When he reached the cart he noticed a few boxes on the cart for rubber gloves, tissues, trash bags and masks.

He reached over and quickly secured a mask over his nose and mouth. 'Just in case…'

"Hey who are you?!" Chat slightly jumped before turning to face the old janitor.

"Uhh… your back up…?"

'Way to sound confident kid…'

"Your here to replace my lacky for the night?" the janitor asked through squinted eyes.

Chat nodded.

"Hmm… why are you wearing a mask and cap?"

"Uhh… allergies... to dust and germs?" Chat replied with a slight cough.

"Why do ya smell like you bathed in the mold experiments?"

"Trash bag exploded on me…" Chat replied vaguely

"Hmm…" the old man leaned closer to Chat and narrowed his eyes in suspicion. Just when Chat thought he had been found out, the old man leaned back and shrugged. "Eh. I don't care and I don't want to care. The last time I asked questions I was written up. Learned my lesson."

"Since you're so late you are gonna clean this whole floor to perfection, ya got that kid?" Chat nodded his head. "Good. I'm going on break, I better not hear a peep out of you unless its to tell me ya finished, got it? Good. Here." The old man forced another Key card into Chat's hands. "This will get ya into all the rooms up here. Get to it!" He finished before dropping his duster and bag, as he walked away.

"See I told you I had all the luck I needed" Chat smirked as he looked down at the keycard in his hand.

'Careful kid, remember our luck always runs out sooner or later.' Plagg warned.

"Yea, yea, you worry too much." Chat threw the trash bags into one of the two large trash cans on the cart, before pushing the cart to the room where he hid Fu.

"Come on Fu. There is one last thing I need to do before I get you out of here." Chat said as he helped the old man to his feet. "So...uhh… you're gonna need to hide in one of the cans until I'm done…"

Fu glanced at Chat who looked away nervously.

"I trust you, Chat Noir." Fu said with a smile. Chat nodded after a moment of shocked pause, before helping the old man into the large can. Before closing the lid, he laid a couple of empty trash bags over the old man.

'Uhh… this is your chance to escape kid. What else do you need to do here?'

Chat stayed quiet as he reached the door he was looking for. Pulling out the keycard he let himself in.

"Hey! Who're you?!"

Chat tightly grabbed his broom in front of him when one of the guards in surveillance room stood before him.

"Well? Where's Old man Jake?" the man asked towering over the hero.

'Jeez, he's bigger than the gorilla…'

"Uhh… he's on break… I'm back up…?"

"Hmm… fresh blood huh?" Chat nodded once.

"Eww what's that smell?" the other guard asked gagging on the other side of the room.

"I don't smell anything…" the first guard said.

"That's because you normally tend to smell just as bad." his companion commented.

"Then you should be used to it!"

Before their playful bickering could continue they received a call on their radio.

"Attention! Attention! Be on the lookout for short Chinese man on the run! Suspect of an accomplice! Apprehend anyone who does not have ID! Over."

The guard before Chat raised his radio close to his lips.

"No sightings here. We will keep a lookout on the cameras. Over."

"Roger. Over." the radio responded before static silence.

"Hey. Kid…" Chat flinched at the mention of his name. "Where's your ID?"

"Uhh…" Chat started patting his pockets, pretending to look for it. "I think I left it on the cart…" he slightly turned before tightly gripping his broom and taking a swing at the towering guard in front of him. He smirked when he hit him right in the gut.

Unfortunately, the man recovered enough to grab the broom and flung it and Chat towards his companion.

Chat yelped in shock when he found himself suddenly airborne. He landed straight on top of the second guard, chest over the guard's face as they hit the ground hard.

"Owww!" Chat exclaimed as he rubbed his head in pain. When he heard the muffled screams and struggling from beneath him, Chat jumped to his feet as fast as he could.

"Sorry! Are you ok? It was your friend's fau-" Chat stared at the now unconscious guard.

'Looks like your stench is so bad it can knock out a grown man…' Plagg commented

'Not helping!' Chat yelled back

"Hey! What did you do to my partner? I'll get you!" the bigger guard exclaimed as he charged at the hero.

"Hey! It was your own fault! You shouldn't have thrown me on top of him!" as Chat jumped over the guard.

"No more excuses! You'll pay for that!"

"I doubt it…"

Dodging his second charge Chat tripped the guard as he pulled out his baton and swiftly hit him behind the neck, successfully knocking him out.

"Ok, now that that's over…" Chat sighed as he tucked his baton away. He walked over to the surveillance system and started to look through their files.

A moment later he noticed that Dan, followed by a few scientists were headed his way.

"Shoot no time to run…" Chat said looking around the room. "Well, time to push my luck to the limits…"

Tying up the guards and stuffing them behind the desk, Chat grabbed his broom and pretended he was sweeping the room. Not a second later did he find the door being swung open.

The scientists stared at the frozen Chat for a few seconds before Dan addressed him.

"You! What are you doing in here?! Where are the guards?!"

"Uhh… just fighting the dust…?" Chat said with a hidden smile as he held out his broom.

"Wha-? I don't have time for this! We are on red alert have you seen anything on the monitors?" Dan exclaimed as he pointed to the wall of screens behind Chat, who just shook his head.

"Useless!" Dan exclaimed as he stormed closer to Chat who took a step back.

"Uhh… you know what… I think I left the vacuum running, I should stop it if I wanna suck-essful first day..." Chat said as he slipped past Dan and his group out the door.

"Wait." Chat froze as soon as he touched the cart, he looked back at Dan.

"Y-yes?"

"You better change your overalls before you stink up the entire building with your stench."

"Y-yes Sir." Chat said as he closed the door and slightly leaned on the cart.

Chat breathed a sigh of relief when he felt that the coast was clear. But quickly froze when he heard the voices from behind the door he just closed.

"Told you guys it wasn't me before!"

"Shut up Will! You'll always be the smelly one."

"Wait…" Chat held his breath when Dan sounded like something just came to him. "That was the same smell from Fu's room! That janitor is the thief!"

At that Chat bolted down the hallway and around the corner.

'Well, so much for your lucky streak!' Plagg commented

'Not now Plagg!' Chat snapped back, before skidding to a halt when rounding another corner to find they had come to a dead end.

'Great now what?'

'Thinking…' Chat said as he pulled out the map on his baton.

"Ok I got it." the hero yanked the lid and bags off the can where Fu was hiding in. The old man looked up at him in a weakened daze. "Time to go!"

Once the old man was secured on his back, Chat faced the dead end wall once more. He raised his arm to summon his special ability but froze when he heard a voice behind him.

"There's nowhere to run now, little rat!"

Chat turned to see Dan, Mark, and a large number of guards behind them.

"Now hand over the old man and we will take extra special care of you."