Rubbing his eyes, Plagg tried not to think about his day as he walked home. Rain was pouring and his hair was soaked.

Not just because of the rain sadly. Even more sadly, despite trying not to, it didn't take long though before Plagg was thrown into a flashback.

'Plagg stared with nothing from shock at Tikki, Agreste, and Dupain-Cheng.

However beneath shock, there lay the remnants of hope.

Shattered beyond belief, flushed down the toilet but still hope. What if, what if they were right?

Could they possibl-

Then came the dreaded trio. Bourgeois, Rossi, and Raincomprix waltzed into the area and immediately made a beeline for Plagg.

Dupain-Cheng suddenly stood up, saving him, putting herself in between him and them.

"Move it Marinette Dupain-Cheng and you might not get hurt." Bourgeois said cockily.

Rossi shoved Marinette onto the floor.

"Whoops." Rossi said innocently.

"She changed her mind." Raincomprix continued with a smirk.

"Hey." Agreste suddenly stood up. "Marinette is my friend and I won't allow you to hurt her again!"

Again? This whole ordeal made Plagg's head spin. To be honest, he'd just wanted to eat his camembert in peace.

Was that too much to ask for?

"Well you can calm down Adrikins, we're not here for you." Bourgeois said.

Well who were they here for-

Oh. They were here for him. When he made this revelation, he slowly turned his head to Tikki, who just sat there in silence, looking very sad for some reason.

It almost... made his heart burn. Wait, what was he thinking? He had to focus, focus!

"-so move it Adrikins!"

Snapping back into reality, he felt a rough hand on his arm, pull him away from the stunned Marinette and Adrien, away from Tikki.

Raincomprix dragged him away, away to that empty classroom.

He tried to escape, he even managed to yell out, but everyone refused to meet his eyes.

"How lame, he's lost in thought! Sabrina~"

That was the last thing Plagg heard before a devastating blow landed on his head, almost knocking him out, bringing him to his knees.

"Where's the money?" Rossi almost screamed.

"I..." "

I, WHAT KWAMI, WE NEED THE MONEY BITCH! So chop, chop!" Bourgeois said.

Before Plagg could react, Rossi reached up to his hair holding a pair of scissors.

Plagg's blood went cold.

"I have no money, I have no money, I used it all on camembert!"

Smiling, Raincomprix (who had been standing idly the entire time) dug her hands into his trousers, and pulled out the 100 euros in his pocket.

"What's this then, 10, 20, 100 euros, right in your pocket as well-"

"Give me that, Sabrina!"

"What, no, I found it rightfully, it's mine Chloรฉ!"

"Excuse me, but the money is actually mine, now hand it over!"

Scanning the room, Plagg noticed that they were all focused on the money and not him.

Taking the chance, he ran out of the empty classroom, just in time for the bell to ring. He had escaped. '

Plagg for once in his life felt lucky that he had escaped the fucking witches.

But still...

It did not stop him from thinking of what happened earlier that day.

Was there a chance? Could they?

Taking out his phone, he swooped into a nearby alleyway. He kneeled down into his bag and took out a sticky note.

It read:

๐“—๐“ฎ๐”‚, ๐“Ÿ๐“ต๐“ช๐“ฐ๐“ฐ! ๐“˜๐“ฝ'๐“ผ ๐“ฃ๐“ฒ๐“ด๐“ด๐“ฒ ๐”€๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“ฝ๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฒ๐“ผ! ๐“—๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ฎ ๐“ฒ๐“ผ ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ ๐“ธ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ป'๐“ผ ๐“ท๐“พ๐“ถ๐“ซ๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ผ ๐“ณ๐“พ๐“ผ๐“ฝ ๐“ฒ๐“ท ๐“ฌ๐“ช๐“ผ๐“ฎ ๐”‚๐“ธ๐“พ'๐“ป๐“ฎ ๐“ฌ๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ผ๐“ฒ๐“ญ๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ต๐“น๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ ๐“พ๐“ผ!

๐“๐“ญ๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“ฎ๐“ท - ๐“ง๐“ง๐“ง ๐“ง๐“ง๐“ง๐“ง ๐“ง๐“ง๐“ง ๐“œ๐“ช๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฎ๐“ฝ๐“ฝ๐“ฎ - ๐“ง๐“ง๐“ง ๐“ง๐“ง๐“ง๐“ง ๐“ง๐“ง๐“ง๐“ง

๐“Ÿ.๐“ข. ๐“Ÿ๐“ต๐“ฎ๐“ช๐“ผ๐“ฎ ๐“ฌ๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ผ๐“ฒ๐“ญ๐“ฎ๐“ป ๐“ฒ๐“ฝ, ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฒ๐“ผ ๐“ฌ๐“ธ๐“พ๐“ต๐“ญ ๐“ป๐“ฎ๐“ช๐“ต๐“ต๐”‚ ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ต๐“น ๐”‚๐“ธ๐“พ!

๐“•๐“ป๐“ธ๐“ถ ๐”‚๐“ธ๐“พ ๐“ด๐“ท๐“ธ๐”€ ๐”€๐“ฑ๐“ธ ;)

Plagg could not deny that the smile at the end made him feel just a little happy (and no, he did not look at it and smile for 10 minutes after seeing it, and whoever tells you otherwise is a total liar).

He typed Adrien's number in slowly, his fingers numb from the rain. But once he finished, he shot Adrien the text.

-- XXX XXXX XXXX ~Adrien

This person is not in your contacts, would you like to add them?

Yes No

Umm who is this?

Plagg

Oh!

So how are you in for the plan, Plagg?

Ig

Ok Adding you in now!

Wait what?

--

You have been added into Operation TD3W

~Tikki: Omg, you actually

considered it!

Yessss

@Adrien But how did you do it?

~Mari: Adrien's such a

magicmaker that's how

Uhhhhh

I mean

Adrien's so good at..

convincing people

Yeah that's how...

Just ignore me please

ok so what's the plan?

Adrien: Ok, so this is the plan!