A/N: So this is my last idea. But if you have any requests or possible situations, be sure to send them in!
"Nooroo, I've had it. Nothing is being accomplished. Ladybug and Chat Noir defeat me every time. There's no point in trying any more."
The man behind the mask of Hawk Moth let his staff fall to the ground with a clatter. Nooroo breathed a nervous sigh of relief.
"Master… Thank you for finally seeing reason –!"
Hawk Moth gave his kwami an ice-cold glare. "I will still achieve my goal, Nooroo. I will have Ladybug and Chat Noir's miraculous, one way or another. But this… the same old akuma every day… it isn't working. They aren't strong enough to defeat Ladybug." He clenched an angry fist.
"But, Master –"
"That is why, after this last akuma, I will change tactics. I believe I know a way to get to them outside of my mask… and theirs. But the details of that plan will be worked out after this."
Nooroo frowned, but before he had a chance to voice his thoughts on the matter, his master transformed, sucking the kwami into his miraculous.
The grand circular window opened, casting a bright light across the room. (Hawk Moth had to suppress the moth kwami's urge to fly into it.)
Right away, he found a target and sent out a dark butterfly in pursuit of the person's negative emotions. Sitting back, he sighed, waiting for the inevitable cheers of his failure.
Less than one hour later, he was startled out of a small nap by the voice of his chosen supervillain communicating with him.
"Hawk Moth. The miraculous are yours."
Well. That was unexpected.
"Are you… crying?"
Hawk Moth tried to cover the sounds, to no avail. "Just… dust in my eyes. Bring them to me!"
"But dust doesn't make you sob –"
"Just bring them to me!"