Better With an Accomplice

by The-Fourth-Queen

After Sapotis's exciting adventure, Chat Noir was instructed to take them home. The call of mischief beckons them all to steal a few minutes more from Paris, they get the best experience ever under the moonlight. But Chat does Alya a favor, because by the time their adventure is over, the twins would be exhausted and ready for bed. Can Chat be responsible enough tonight? HIATUS

3. Just a Pair of Nicknames

Chat Noir held his breath while the two girls gave him strange looks. It didn't take much to further convince him that there was some twin telepathy going on between them. And when they shared another look between themselves, Chat could feel his logical albeit skittish side, want to take a few steps back from the destructive duo. But he didn't. He only took a tiny step back for his safety.

Chat tilted his head, "Are you girls okay with that?"

One beat of silence. Then the girls grinned.

"We love it!"

And a wave of relief washed over Chat Noir with such intensity that he released a heavy sigh.

The girls fist pumped the air, followed by loud un-smothered laughter even as Chat Noir grinned down at them. They shared a few quick looks to each other, and then burst into laughter again- until they clutched their stomachs and doubled over.

Stealie, the twin in teal, made an abrupt stop, "But why am I Stealie?" She placed her finger on her chin, "I'm not bad!"

Chat laughed warmly and shook his head, "No, no, no! I call you Stealie because your outfit is teal. And teal rhymes with steal. And steal can turn into Stealie!"

The girls gasped as they put the pieces of the puzzle together. Then, to Chat's curiosity, they sent a sly look to each other- another twin telepathic moment. Chat's grin only widened until it threatened to ache his face.

Stinkie giggled at the superhero, "I know why my nickname is Stinkie!"

Chat arched a brow, "Oh yeah? Why?"

The girl beamed, "Because my shirt is pink!"

Stealie joined in, "And pink rhymes with stink!"

They finished the sentence together, "And stink turns into Stinkie!"

Chat gave a huge grin, "You're right! Wow, you figured that out so quickly!"

He put his hands on his hips, "I'm impressed…"

They shared identical looks and another fit of laughter. And it was at that moment, watching the two children's eyes crinkle and their mouths open wide, did Chat Noir make a promise.

He smiled to himself, 'How long can I keep them smiling like that?'

And he made a personal challenge to keep the girls happy in the current situation, because there was nothing so pure as their happiness radiating and scaring away negativity.