"Ledyba, Torracat!" He noticed them staring at him as if he were still the villain "Dudes, I'm not the villain here. I swear!"
"What are you talking about? These people are in bubbles!?"
"Do you know who they are?" He asked "These are members of the Pidgey Gang. A leftover portion of Team Flare."
Torracat looked at the knocked over truck with all the weapons pored on the ground. "And what's the deal with the weapons?"
"I swear, I was going to give them in to Officer Jenny. I swear I'm not your enemy." He felt guilty for a second. "At least not anymore."
"If these people are who you say, then we'll hand them over to Officer Jenny. Along with the weapons." Ledyba tested his loyalties "As if your motives are what you say they are, then that shouldn't bother you."
"Only one thing." Bubbler admits "I need information from them."
"Oh rely?" She asked "Why so?"
"Maybe we should speak privately."
Torracat points to the men in bubbles who are up in the sky. "Do you think they can hear us?"
"Good point."
"Start talking." Ledyba demands
"Okay okay." He begins to explain "I'm trying to find someone. He calls himself Venomoth."
"Huh?"
"The name of the person who gave me the wand that originally turned into Bubbler." He explained further "Whatever he did to it, he was able to control me to attack you guys. And I'm sorry for that."
"It's okay."
"It was good practice." Ledyba elbowed Torracat "Ow!"
"Now I'm trying to find him."
"What controlled you is called an akuma." Ledyba explained "They feed off negative emotions and can give powers."
"But it seems as though the akuma isn't what causes the transformation." Torracat adds
"Supposedly the wand was created by Team Flare. So whoever Venomoth is, he has some connections to them." He stated "Therefore, I must find him."
"It's not your job." Replied Ledyba "It's ours."
"I know. But now it's my responsibility."
"Do you think we're mad?" Torracat began "Because that's not the case. You weren't in control of your actions."
"Yes, but this is what I need to do for me. I appreciate the forgiveness but I still need to talk to these grunts."
"I'm sorry, we can't let you do that."
"Why not?"
"You're reckless." Ledyba explained "We can't let you go too far."
"I won't."
"We can't trust that." Torracat adds "What if the weapons in the truck went off when it was knocked over. That would've been bad."
"We'll get the information through Officer Jenny." Ledyba finishes "Thank you for the help."
Bubbler realizes that they may be right. He had allot to learn. But like hell if that was going to stop him. "Okay. I understand." he respected their decision and would listen. "Premarina, use Misty Terrain." The pink smoke showed up again me suddenly the two of them were gone.
"So," Torracat began "Do you think we can trust him."
"Right now I think we need to focus on getting these guys to Officer Jenny." She points up to the men still in bubbles.
"You recorded the WHOLE THING!?" Marinette yelled at her best friend the next morning. She just rewatched the whole thing with the Bubbler from the moment he knocked over the truck to when Ledyba and Torracat left on Alya's cell phone.
Alya and Rotom were standing there proudly. "Yep. Thanks to Rotom! Check it out!" Suddenly Rotom goes into her cell phone and not only does her phone change, but her outfit does too, looking superhero-ish. "Cool right!"
Marinette was still upset, but had to admit that was pretty cool. "Yea, a bit." But back to the serious matter. "But did you post what you saw yet?"
"No I didn't." She seemed confused "Why shouldn't I?"
"Don't you think people might start panicking if they heard the explanation of the "akuma" thing. Plus, the possibility for Team Flare to still be around." She was surprised how honest she was being. "I don't think Ledyba and Torracat would want that out."
"Good point. Well, I guess I could just post the first part of it instead of the second part. The whole Bubbler kicking butt part." Marinette was okay with that. "I think I'll call it 'Bubbler! Friend or Foe?'"
"Sounds good." Marinette found it worked out well. That was something she was wondering herself.
