Disclaimer: Don't own and never will.
AN: I've had to throw together another superhero team in the past for this to work, but I like to think that it works. Or at least hope it does.
"Hello Trixx. It's been a long time."
If anyone had asked what Alya Césaire was expecting when her mother discovered Trixx, she would almost certainly have not expected this.
"I-h-wh-"
"Calm down dear. I would recognise my old Kwami anywhere."
"Hello Marlena," Trixx said as he floated up towards Alya's mother like an old friend. "It's been so long."
"Too long," she agreed with a nod as Alya stared in disbelief at them both.
"Wait, you were a superhero too?" Alya asked as her eyes widened even further and Marlena nodded with a chuckle.
"Oh yes. Back when I was your age, I was chosen to wield the Fox Miraculous," she said, before promptly covering her ears at her daughter's resulting scream.
"Alya that hurt!" Trixx complained, but Alya didn't appear to notice.
"You were a HERO!? THAT'S AWESOME! WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY ANYTHING!? WHY AREN'T YOU STILL A FOX HOLDER NOW!?"
It was perhaps fortunate that they were alone in the flat. Elena would not have wanted to explain her past to all her children at once.
"I returned my Miraculous when I became pregnant. By then, there was no need for the Desert Fox. The threat that we had to face was gone and our team was going our separate ways," she paused and looked at her daughter. "Your father knows of course. I couldn't keep it a secret from him. Besides, he used to look so handsome in his Night Panther outfit."
"Dad was a hero too!?" Alya squealed possibly even louder, much to the displeasure of Trixx. He let out a whine that abruptly brought Alya back to Earth.
"Sorry Trixx," she murmured apologetically and Trixx glared at her before smiling.
"Oh yes. He held the panther Miraculous. It's one of the reasons that he likes panthers so much. We were part of a team of Miraculous holders, much like yourself with Ladybug, Chat Noir and Queen Bee," she paused once more. "You know, I'm reminded of myself at your age. Headstrong and reckless."
"Who else was in your team?" Alya asked, her eyes glowing with excitement. "Did you have a Ladybug and Chat Noir as well?
"Oh no, we were never so lucky. No, we had Yè Yīng, who held the nightjar Miraculous and Golden Hooves who held the cow Miraculous," she paused and chuckled. "He always did come across as slightly daft. But you could always count on him in a fight. And Yè Yīng went to America. She's the mother of that girl Clara Nightingale you and your friends like so much."
"You have got to tell me everything," Alya demanded, her eyes alight with excitement and Marlena shook her head.
"It's not really my story to tell and there are parts only your father knows. We'll tell you what we know of the story tonight."
It was then that a distant explosion sounded in the background. Marlena gave her daughter a slight nod and Rena Rouge leapt into the fray once more.