In her limo, on the way to the tanning salon, Chloé reflected on the conversation that just happened. She took Marinette's place next to Adrian, the box flew into her hands… the box that she was now holding. She wondered what was so special about it. She wasn't even sure why she had insisted upon taking it. It was just a box. But why had Marinette fought so hard for it? Maybe it was expensive, and Marinette had paid a lot of money for it. In that case, Chloé would feel sort of bad for taking it, as Marinette clearly didn't have too much money. I mean, have you seen her fashion sense? Chloé sighed. It was a jewelry box, wasn't it? Why not open it and see what was so special about it?

She opened the box.

Immediately golden light flooded the backseat of the car. Chloé snapped the box shut. What was that?

She had to know.

Chloé pressed a button next to her and the screen that separated herself and her driver slid down.

"Cancel my appointment and take me home."

Her driver sighed. "Yes, Mademoiselle."

As soon as she had slipped into her room, Chloé closed and locked the door and sat down on her bed. Taking a deep breath, she nervously opened the box.

Immediately a small yellow blob flew out with the stream of golden light. Chloé lurched back. It was a large yellow flying blob with blue eyes. It was… what even was it? Some sort of insect?

"Hello," said the blob.

"Ahh!" Chloé was pretty good with the weird, but a talking yellow blob? That was too much.

"Calm down, Chloé." How did it know her name? What was this? How did Marinette get ahold of it? What was happening?

"How do you know my name?"

"I'm your new kwami. My name is Pollen."

"Kwami? What's a kwami?"

"I grant powers. Yours is the power of the bee."

"The power of the bee?"

"Yes. Together we will save Paris and help people!"

"Um…" It was so much to take in. She had a kwami, whatever that meant. She had the powers of the bee, whatever that meant. And she had taken this from Marinette… which meant…

"Ugh, The Baker girl was going to be a superhero? Ri-diculous! Paris is so lucky that I got you instead." And then she could tell Adrian that she was the queen bee, and he would love her forever! Ha!

Pollen sighed. "You may be the chosen one, Chloé, but you need to work on the ego."

Chloé chose to ignore that comment, focusing instead on the fact that she was about to win over Adrian.

"So what does this mean?"

"You'll join the team."

"Wait… so that means I get to work with Ladybug? Ha! Take that, baker girl! What do I have to do?"

"Put in the hair comb."

"I can't wear this."

"What! Why?" cried Pollen.

How thick was this kwami thing?

"It's out of season!"

"Chloé, put in the hair comb! Who cares that it's out of season?"

"I care!"

"Put it on anyway!" Pollen looked exasperated. Shuddering slightly, Chloé put the out-of-season hair comb into her ponytail, and it instantly changed to resemble one that she bought a while back from her favorite designer.

"Not bad."

"Thank you. Now, your special superpower is-" Pollen was interrupted by a huge crash.

"What was that?"

"An Akuma!"

"What? Now?"

"Yes! To use your superpower, say 'Bee Sting!' To maneuver and fight, use your trompo! To transform, say Transforme Moi! Go! Ladybug and Chat Noir will explain!"

"What! No! Not now!"

"Yes, now! Go! Go! Go!"

"Fine! Transforme Moi!"

Immediately, there was a rush of golden light as Pollen was sucked into her hair comb. A curious sensation whirled over her skin and when she looked down, she was wearing a golden suit with black accents. In her hand was an item she instantly knew was her trompo. It had bee-themed accents. Looking at it, she decided that it probably worked like Ladybug's yo-yo. She opened a window and climbed onto her balcony, from which she could see the akumatized victim.

She was a superhero. This was her city.

It was time to act.