"Avaler, the akuma will be at the bakery at approximately 5:00 in the evening. It is your job to make sure that the akuma is in a position to take the Miraculous'.

Understood?" Hawkmoth ordered with the outline of a pink butterfly around his face. His eyes were intense as they stared at Avaler coldly, nothing in their view but the stolen treasures.

She simply nodded as she wrapped herself in a dark grey jacket rushed towards the window, where a rope awaited her to scale down the crumbling tower. Although her hands were slippery from sweat, they were strong enough to make her complete the task, when which she finished she squatted to the ground and collected her breath. Dusting her hands against her jacket, she muttered to herself, "You can do this, Avaler".

Once she started her trek down a familiar path in the forest, she quickened her pace until she was in a light jog. Ever since she could, her father would take her down this path until they got to the outskirts of the city, where he would let her roam sections at different times, until she was able to maneuver round the city however she wanted to. But there was still time she had to spend jogging before she would get there. As she passed a familiar large oak tree, she saw an unfamiliar shadow.

Filled with curiosity but still cautious, she crept around the side of the tree until she found the cause of the shadow and of heavy breathing. It was a boy, one about her age, with dark brown eyes and matted brown hair with orange tips, muttering to himself as he scrolled on his phone. Deciding that leaving him to find her tower and go through the rage of her father wasn't the best, and hidden by shadows, she crept as softly as she could until she was in front of him, and she revealed herself.

"What is your business around here?" she scowled, stepping out from the shadows as she spoke. The boy, obviously frightened to have met a stranger in the middle of the woods in the afternoon, widened his eyes and said, "I could say the same about you".

Although Avaler had been around boys her age, she had never actually talked to them. As she thought about it, she had pretty much only talked to her father and akumas, careful not to show herself to Ladybug and Chat Noir, so that they wouldn't know about her father's secret weapon. Going back to the boy, she realized that he was fairly attractive, although what she did next didn't reveal it.

Stepping closer to him until she was about half a foot away from him, she snatched his phone from him and harshly hit him of the side of his face, exactly where she knew it would knock him out. What she didn't calculate, though, was the boy collapsing on her as she tried to take a step back, and instead was brought down with a grunt.

After she had pushed him off of her, she realized the situation she had in her hands. "I have a body.. Oh no..." she took a quick breath as she scrambled to her feet and took a step back. Nodding to herself as she created a plan, she grabbed the boy's arm and begun to pull him to a nearby stream, where she positioned him laying against a tree, and waited for his consciousness to come back.

"I guess I have some time on my hands," she shrugged, sitting in front of him and stretching her legs. While she waited for a few minutes, she studied him. he was of average build and had an oval face, his sunken eyes closed while he took deep breaths. She didn't realize it, but she was getting closer and closer to his face, wanting to see someone her age and fighting herself on whether to ditch him or not, for she could feel that she would be in for a ride if she didn't.

Looking into his pockets, she found two ladybug- print earrings, which she shoved into his pocket with a huff. "Probably a fan of Ladybug," she thought. "Maybe these were for his girlfriend..." she continued thinking, and was annoyed to see that the thought somehow saddened her.

"Get. Off." a harsh voice stated, and being used to commands, she did just that. Avaler sat back down and stared at him, realizing for a few seconds that he was doing the same.

"Tell me where I am unless you want a broken wrist," he boy said, and Avaler laughed.

"If anything, you're the one who's going to get a broken wrist," she smirked, gesturing to the bump on his head. "First things first; what's your name?" The words were out of her mouth before she could realize that they were out, and she internally scolded herself for showing curiosity, something her father would see as a weakness.

"Ano," the boy said with a flat voice while crossing his arms. "What about you?"

"That's nothing you should know," she said in the same voice, mirroring his actions.

He smirked, and shocked her by whistling and saying, "Feisty". She knew she would have to show him who was boss, so she promptly slapped him. They tried to stare down each other while Ano rubbed his cheek, and gave her a dark look. "If you knew who I am, you wouldn't have done that. But you don't so I'm going to let it slide. But.." he started, looking around, " You have to show me the way back to Paris".

"I wouldn't say that if I were you," she mimicked, showing the pair of earrings in her hand.