"All right, has everyone found a seat?" Hesperia asked, sitting down in the circle of chairs that sat Toxinelle and Claw Noir. "Is this really necessary?" Claw asked in a bored voice, filing his nails. "I could be taking a prime snooze right now." "And I could be sewing," Toxinelle glared. "Napping is overrated anyhow." Claw's mouth dropped open. "How dare you," he hissed.
"Ahem!" Hesperia cleared his throat. "I brought you here so we could work through some issues. Claw, why don't you go first?" Claw, who was already upset about his nap, teared up. "My mom is dead," he wailed. "And I'm so tired!"
"Speaking of parents, mine are awful to me," Toxinelle piped up. "I mean, how long can one sweep the bakery floor, scrub the dishes, do the mopping?" Claw grinned, earlier woes quickly forgotten. "Boy, Cockroach. Are you sure your not Cinderella?" Toxinelle glowered. "If your suggesting a army of mice sew my clothes, your nuts!" Claw peered at her. "Didn't I see you with the Mouse Miraculous the other day?" "Ummmm...that's besides the point!"
Hesperia clapped his hands. "Toxinelle, Claw, please! Good thing I asked two special guests to join today's discussion."
"What are they doing here? Yuk," Claw crossed his arms, and Toxinelle nudged him sharply. "Be polite!" she hissed as Ladybug and Cat Noir walked into the room.
Ladybug gave a good pep talk, so good that even Claw gave a small smile. Then she heard a sob. "Cat?" she cried. "If we're working through issues," Cat wiped his face, "Can I share my story?"
Claw nudged Toxinelle. "Wake me when its over," he whispered.
But despite their grumbles, Claw and Toxinelle were glad to be able to talk, for sometime listening ear or a good old fashion pun from Cat was all you need.