I still don't own MLACN so just yeah... Here's another chapter! This is the last of the ones I have prewritten

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THIS IS THE LAST OF THE PREWRITTEN CHAPTERS SO NOW POSTS WILL BE LESS FREQUENT. SORRY XD

THIRD PERSON POV

Partners

"She's gonna hate me… or at least punch me... I mean, not only did I hang up on her while she was running for her freaking life, but I wasn't even there when she got home to see if she was alright! What kind of friend am I?! Ugh…" Chaise flopped on his stomach, hitting his double mattress with a thud followed by the squeaking of his springs, "I'm gonna have to show up at her door tomorrow with coffee and sweets, but she's still gonna hold this against me I just know it... I'll ask her to do something and she'll be like "Remember that time you were a horrible friend?" and i wouldn't be able to say anything back...I should just send her a quick text… maybe that will calm her rage a little bit..." He mumbled into his mattress, digging his cell phone from his back pocket and lifting his head enough to see what he was typing.

C: Hey! Did you get home safe?! Me and the police rushed to the park in time to see you leaving with Night Howler! I'm sorry I wasn't there when you got home. I was sure you'd be okay since you were with a superhero. Still… I'm really sorry I wasn't there. I'll make it up to you.

Chaise sighed, sending the message and throwing the phone onto the empty corner of his mattress. That was convincing enough right? He thought to himself. He hated lying, it left a sickening feeling in his stomach, but it had to be done.

"You were, technically, there for her. You shouldn't be so hard on yourself my little pup." A gentle high pitched female voice called to him from across the room. Chaise turned his head onto its side to gaze out into his small room, his beige curtains were closed over his large window blocking any light from coming into his room from the outside, but his white moon shaped lights that hung around his room kept it quite bright. His room had nothing but his bed, a few anime and band merchandise like posters and figurines, a night stand next to his bed, a stand up dark oak closet, and his matching work desk. On his desk, if you looked in the right place on the shelves, one would be able to see a hidden little den among his manga books where a pair of glowing blue eyes were watching him . A creature emerged from the den, looking at him with a tilted head. It resembled a wolf that was no bigger than his palm, with a big head, little body, and long limbs. It had light grey fur with dark grey patches around its eyes, on its back, and on the tips of its little paws. A fluffy tail could be seen wagging behind it and its pointed canine ears twitched as it waited for a response. It sat at the entrance of the hidden den within the books, contently nibbling on a piece of jerky as it watched Chaise.

"I know Nanook… but she doesn't know that. I'm supposed to be her best friend you know. I'm the only one she has in the city right now... Though I don't even know why she decided to move here." He said, remembering how one day Aloisa suddenly told him she had wanted to move to Kingston. Of course he had been happy, he had never met anyone like Aloisa, being with her made him feel much more comfortable in his own skin, he felt relaxed and warm with her. Chaise buried his face into his mattress, groaning in the agony of his guilt. I'm suppose to be there for her! Who else can be?! He internally screamed. He didn't even hear Nanook approach him, but he felt her nestling into his hair, removing his hair tie and softly playing with some strands.

"It's okay pup, I'm sure she'll forgive you. I have never seen a friendship like yours, very strange, goofy friends." she said giggling softly as she remembered how they bantered today even as his alter ego. She really was an interesting one, just like how Chaise had described.

Chaise sighed, his tense muscles beginning to relax from her playing with his hair, he always found it to be a soothing gesture that made him want to fall asleep. "We clicked right away you know… we got close so fast and soon bantering just became a normal thing for us. I honestly wouldn't have it any other way. Besides... It always makes her happy. She gets this amazing glint in her eyes, a playful, challenging look. You should see it." He said with a small smile playing on his lips as he imagined her smirking, hands on her hips, and she would look up to him with that defiant strong look. He remembered the first time they met, how she jokingly fawned over him, playing the role of Juvia perfectly. He didn't know what she was doing at first until he remembered he was dressed as Grey and began to play along with it. They stayed in character the whole day and after that they decided to have coffee together to exchange emails. They had stayed in the coffee shop for hours, she had dropped the Juvia act and talked freely as herself and it surprised him how drastically she changed. It was amazing and he was completely fascinated with her. That comic con ended up being the best one he had ever went to and she quickly became his best friend after emailing each other back and forth for months.

Nanook suddenly stopped playing with his hair which dragged him out of his memories, rolling his head to the side like doing so would somehow make him able to see the Kwami on his head, "Nanook why'd you stop?" he asked. Sitting up, he watched her float from his hair over to his window and disappearing behind his beige curtains. He followed her, opening his curtains to stare out into the city from his second floor room. He lived over a restaurant, which his father ran with his help. His mother left them when he was seven, she didn't die, she just left with another man leaving Chaise's father alone with a restaurant to run and a son to raise, but he did a great job at both. His father was a tall strong man who was very kind, but he didn't talk much and didn't agree with a lot of Chaise's hobbies and interests.

"I sense another Miraculous... " Nanook said softly, her small paw resting on the cold pane of glass as she looked up at the rooftops with knowing eyes. Nanook was the wolf Kwami, a very wise creature known for its strategies and guidance. Chaise frowned, his eyes narrowing at the buildings like he'd somehow see the wielder without the night vision his suit provided.

"Do you think it's Black Moth?" he asked, his voice becoming deep and protective as he stepped closer to Nanook. He drew one of the curtains closed slightly, hiding Nanook from sight as he watched the roofs. The wolf kawmi smiled at her protective charge, though Chaise couldn't see it, and she decided that it would be more interesting not to tell her chosen who it was that she had sensed. She had to have a little fun sometimes.

"I know not, but I think Night Howler should take a look." she said, trying to sound as innocent as possible as her clasped her paws behind her back and looked up at him with an coy smile, which only earned her a cautious look from her chosen.

"Oh...Kay." He said slowly, gathering his loose brown hair in his hands and tying it back, then pulling up his sleeve to reveal his bracelet with a wolves mouth clamped around a moon like charm, he wouldn't go anywhere without his Miraculous. "Nanook, Fangs out!" he called, watching as his Kwami was sucked into the circular charm on his wrist. He smirked as he began to make strong gestures, pounding his fist on his chest making a silver light pulse over his body and forming his suit. He punched the air, silver light bursting and forming his claw tipped gloves, then ran both hands back over his hair and behind him making his grey mask, ears and tail form. After one last burst of silver light, Chaise ending his transformation with an Inuyasha inspired crouched pose with his claws poised for striking. Night Howler stood, hands on his hips and a confused expression on his face. He knew his Kwami had the gift of sight and knowledge so of course she knew who was out there after taking a single look, but he wondered why she wouldn't tell him who exactly she saw.

"Oh well, I'm not gonna find out by standing here thinking about it..." He said with a sigh, He turned off the lights in his room and piled pillows under his covers to make it look like he was asleep. Then, after throwing open his window and looking around to make sure no one was watching, he pulled his staff from his back and dived out the window and dug his claws into the smooth metal of a lamp post. Night Howler climbed to the top of the lamp post, perching on top of it for a few moments so he could sniff out the new miraculous wielder, then standing. "Ready or not, here I come~" he said playfully, leaping across the lamp posts to his destination.

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ALOISA'S POV

I stuck my tongue out in concentration, my eyebrows furrowing as I focused on the movements of my arms and legs. I had been standing on the rooftop of the hospital for quite awhile now, twirling my hammer around my limbs and trying to get used to the weight. I didn't want to wait until I was in the middle of a battle to figure out how to even use my weapon, that was just plain unprofessional. I found that, if I allowed the hammer to guide me instead of fighting with the flow and forcing it to do what I wanted, the hammer would feel lighter and it would move a lot more smoothly, practically spinning itself around in my hands. I began to smile, watching as I twirled the hammer with such speed that it created a shield of sorts, "Oh this is so awesome." I said dreamily, spinning around as I swirled my hammer around my torso, then arms, before throwing it up into the air. I had my hands out and ready to catch it, waiting with a small smile, but I got distracted by a voice.

"Who are you?" a deep voice demanded firmly, it was tense and sounded ready for a fight. I had jumped slightly and looked over my shoulder to see where the voice came from, smiling sheepishly as I saw Night Howler behind me in a fighting position, his staff at the ready. I wasn't used to those green eyes looking so fierce, it made me nervous and distracted me enough that when my hammer landed in my hands it caught me off guard and dragged me down to the ground with a thud.

"Ouch…" I winced with my forehead on the ground and my arms stretched out, both hands gripping my hammer. My clip on ram's tail wiggled as my rear was stuck up in the air. A few seconds passed before I heard Night Howler burst into laughter, it was deep and warm, causing me to blush from embarrassment and pout as I pushed myself off the ground and back onto my feet. I watched him, doubled over in laughter with his eyes squeezed shut, his laughter was contagious because soon I was laughing along with him, "Wow!... I really made the perfect first impression didn't I?!… You must think I'm a fool!" I said between my fits of laughter.

Night Howler shook his head and wiped the tears of his laughter with the back of his hand, reaching back and putting his staff back in its strap as he looked me up and down. I hid a smirk as I faked a gasp and covered myself with my hammer and my hands, "What a pervy wolf you are!" I said making him look nervous and look away, waving his hands in front of him.

"N-no no no no! I wasn't looking at you in that way!" He said quickly.

"So, what? Are you thinking about eating me?! How villainous! I thought you were a hero!" I said, continuing with my little joke.

"N-No no no! N-no I would never! R-really!" He said, his breathing getting heavier and making him look like he was going to have a panic attack, so I just had to end my little joke. Poor wolf boy.

"Calm down!" I laughed and shook my head at him, "I'm just pulling your leg." I said, swinging my hammer up onto my shoulder to rest it casually. That's right, I made myself look like a fool, but I also made you look like a fool so we're even. I thought.

Night Howler was silent for a few moments before he let out a relieved sigh, "I can't believe I was worried about you being dangerous." He said with a sigh, slapping his hand against his face as he took a few steps back and sat on the ledge of the roof.

I frowned as I looked at him, raising an eyebrow slightly as I started twirling the hammer easily in my hands and around my body which earned me a look of surprise from Night Howler. That's right, don't underestimate me wolf boy. I'm not just a jokester, I can be dangerous too. I thought, stopping my movements, then giving him my best playful pout, "Are you trying to say I'm weak?" I asked, faking a few sniffles as I held my hammer close to my chest, almost hugging it like a child would a stuffed bear.

Night Howler's eyes went wide as he stood up and began shaking his hands frantically, "No no no! That's not- I mean you're not- I didn't mean-" he stumbled over his words, looking like a deer caught in headlights as he poked his index fingers together. Maybe that was too much.. he's not like Chaise, he doesn't know when I'm joking, but he was much better at this whole playful thing around Aloisa. I thought, though his cute babbling was amusing me. He finally stopped his garble of words when he heard me laughing. I was bent over, holding my hammer tightly for support, as I laughed my horns off. Figuratively. I just couldn't help it since he was being so unlike how he was around me before in my civilian form, as Aloisa he was trying to look cool and heroic, but like this he seemed like his act was down. It was like he was more comfortable around a fellow superhero.

"Ahahahah… Calm down! I'm not actually upset silly. I was just messing with you, besides… I know I can kick your butt and that's all that matters." My laughter calmed down as I placed one hand on my hip and beamed at him, "Not that I would though. I'm meant to be your sidekick, your trusty shield." I gestured to myself then bowed dramatically like a knight addressing his commander.

Night Howler looked confused, the corner of his lips turned down in a thoughtful frown. He didn't seem to like that I called myself a shield, but he didn't comment on it. All he did was shake his head, his little inner conversation with himself seeming to be over now as he placed his hands firmly on his hips. He looked at me more closely now, I hadn't once broken eye contact with him and wore a proud smile on my lips, to show I was serious. My feet were placed firmly on the ground, head held high. He gave me a little nod, like he was agreeing with something. "You're gonna be my partner huh? What's your name? What do you do?" he asked, looking very curious.

I felt my smile droop a bit, Oh chocolate chunk! I don't have a name... Sugar... A name... A name… Uhm ...Ram! no no that's too plain.. Ramu is ram in Japanese… I mean that sounds cute right? Not too much like a hopeless Otaku? Ramu what though? Something that has a ring to it… something nice to hear… little Ramu? Wow, five year old much? Oh! I'm half French so maybe something in french! I mean Chat made it sound cool so why couldn't I? Okay… sugar... I only know colours in french... "Ramu Blanche…" I muttered out loud without even thinking, but immediately liking the ring to it. I felt my face beginning to light up, my smile growing wide as I repeated the name louder for Night Howler. "My name is Ramu Blanche. My Kwami said I'm a protector and my power is called Wooly protection, but I don't know what it does yet. " I said proudly, I was still a little confused about some of the details of my powers, including as to how a clip on tail could wag like mine.

Night Howler raised an eyebrow, "Ramu? I think you're pronouncing ram wrong." He said looking playfully at me.

I huffed and stomped my hoof like boot as I crossed my arms, "No I did not miss-pronounce it. Ramu is just how they say it in japanese... I like anime okay? Don't judge me." I said pouting a bit. He's making fun of me, great, he probably thinks I'm such a loser. I had thought.

Night Howler, on the other hand, just smiled and outstretched his hand to me, "Normal people might think you're some weird Otaku, but I know that it's wrong for an Otaku to judge another Otaku. Don't change it thought, Ramu Blanche. It's got a really nice ring to it." He said with a big comforting smile that made me sigh a little in relief. "It's a pleasure to meet you by the way. My name is Night Howler, the wolf, and my power is Hunters Instincts. I can see the future essentially. Not a lot, but enough to get the fight over with." he said.

I smirked as I took his hand, giving it a firm shake as I held our eye contact. These eyes… they're so relaxing… like Chaise… If he's like Chaise then I'll be happy, we'll get along. We let go of each other's hands, though still kept our eyes locked on each other, then I took a step back from Night Howler as I twirled my hammer casually, "Well… it's getting pretty late. I only came out to see how I look in wool." I said with a wink.

Night Howler shook his head and gave a light chuckle, "Well, though I liked being a lone wolf, I guess it's nice to have a partner. My suggestion is that you get a news alert app for Kingston on your phone in civilian form. It helps a lot, trust me. But your Kwami should alert you of danger, soon you'll be able to sense things too." He said as he hopped up onto the ledge of the building, "It was cool meeting you. See ya next time the city's being terrorized!" he called with a little salute before falling back off the building. I watched, for the second time that day as Night Howler raced away into the night, only faintly illuminated by the lights of the city while he jumped off cars and lamp posts, flipping and spinning to show off, and quickly disappearing into the distance.

I smirked widely and shook my head, "What a little show off." I said with a light giggle, twirling my hammer around my hand before grasping it firmly and sighed, "If I didn't have school tomorrow I'd stay out later." I said, looking longingly at the city, then I bounded off the roof towards home.

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I somersaulted into my apartment, landing on the tips of my toes, or hooves, with my arms spread wide. "Horns off." I said reluctantly, though my smile never leaving my face. My transformation dropped as I stayed in my landing position, head held high, then Vic watched as I bowed to each side of the room like a gymnast. Vic rolled his eyes at my antics, lazily floating over to one of my boxes where he rested his tired little body.

I flopped back on my mattress, stretching my arms above my head and letting out a satisfied sigh, "Ah that was amazing! It felt so good to be out there! I felt so free and confident! I never ever want to stop doing that! That's it! It's my new addiction!" I said happily, rolling onto my side to peer at my Kwami who was sat on a box labelled 'Random Stuff' which was basically everything off my shelves back in my old room.

Vic yawned and gently patted the wool around his neck with one of his hooves, "You're annoying and a little too carefree, but I must admit you're a natural. Not many of my chosen learn how to weild the hammer that quickly. Now get me some food Lamb. I need to recharge." He said with a huff, narrowing his piercing grey eyes at me.

I sighed, rolling myself right off my mattress and hitting the hardwood floor with a thud. I groaned to express my annoyance of having to move after I had just gotten comfy, then I pushed myself off the ground and onto all fours. "I don't really have much, that includes macaroons sorry, but I have left over sugar cookies from lunch." I said as I crawled my way over to my shoulder bag and pulled out a small green baggy tied with a black ribbon.

Vic gave me an annoyed look, crossing his little arms and turning his head to glare at the wall, "I'll let it slide this once, but next time you better be providing me with macaroons or I won't be transforming you."

"You got it grumpy hooves." I said in a light playful tone, sticking my tongue out at him and placing the bag of cookies on the box with my cranky Kwami. "I'm gonna have a shower and go to bed, make yourself comfy anywhere." I then gave him a salute, grabbing a pair of shorts and a baggy t-shirt, along with my towel, before heading to my itty bitty bathroom.

As I was waiting for the water to heat up, because it was one of those stupid showers that likes to take forever, I decided to check my phone. I had a missed call, which I guessed was from a telemarketer since it was an unknown number, and a text from Chaise. I was still a little upset with him since he hung up on me while I being chased by a crazy person who could have changed me into a creepy doll, but after I read his text I decided to forgive him a little. Just a little. I tiny little bit.

A: I'm fine thanks to wolf boy, it was sweet of you to be running around the city looking for me though :P So I'll consider forgiving you. IF you bring me some macaroons tomorrow. Deal?

I sent the text and felt the water as I waited for his reply. What I liked about him was that he was quick to reply whether it be calls, texts, or random memes I'd email him. So I wasn't surprised when my phone beeped with a new message only a minute later.

C: You got it! Poor sleeping beauty must be traumatized from the experience. Want me to come over in case you have a nightmare? ;)

I sighed and slapped my hand against my face, dragging it down its length and groaning. It never ceased to amaze me how he could switch from being considerate and kind to a goof in a split second. Though, I'd be lying if I said it didn't make me smile. I shook my head, smiling as I rolled my eyes at my phone.

A: Men and their hormones. Anyways, I'm getting ready for bed now you goof, so Nighty night. Don't let the Akuma bite :P

C: That's not even funny. Those Akuma are creepy. Somehow I think I'm more likely to have a nightmare than you x.x

A: You dress like a punk, but you're just a scardy cat.

C: Shut up and go to bed.

A: Wow someone doesn't want to be forgiven.

C: I take it back :'( Sweet dreams!

A: Yeah yeah xD

I shook my head, placing my phone down on top of my discarded clothes, then stepped into the shower. I liked hot showers, they were comfortable and made me feel warm and clean, but this shower was horrible, cheap and broke. It was lukewarm at best, with very weak pressure, which made me rush to get out. I wish I had rented a better apartment.

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When I left my bathroom, towel around my head and now dressed in a pair of loose shorts and a baggy shirt, I found Vic asleep on my pillow. I honestly didn't have the heart to move him considering he looked very cute in his sleep, especially since it meant he couldn't talk or glare at me, so instead I carefully laid on the other side of the mattress without a pillow and bundled in my many blankets. I dared to move my hand over to the little God and gently pet the top of his head with my finger, surprised when he actually nuzzled against my finger.

I smiled, my heavy eyelids now half closed and sleep beginning to make my body heavy, "You may be grumpy and mean… but I'm glad you're here. Thanks to you my whole life is changing. I have my best friend, you and a new partner. I've never been...so...ha...ppy." My eyes closed and my hand dropped to rest next to the tiny Kwami.

THIRD PERSON POV

Vicc opened his big grey eyes to gaze fondly at his chosen, "Geez… it's getting hard to find you annoying. Doesn't mean I won't stop trying though." Vic said to himself, a small smile appearing on his face as he snuggled up against her hand, "Goodnight little Lamb."

So... what do you guys think so far?

Just to point out, Aloisa is nothing like myself. She's who I want to be though, sassy and comfortable in my own skin ^-^

Anything you guys would like to see in this story? I'm open to suggestions.

Also, GRAMMAR POLICE IS WELCOME.

I had writing errors, so please feel free to correct me. Honestly. Do it. As long as you aren't writing it like really angrily. That's not nice xD

Well... hope you're enjoying the re-write! I like it much better :3