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"Well, Marinette? Are you happy?"

Lila squinted, even before Marinette glanced back at her. She was disgusting, what with the way she stood so straight and fearless in her presence.

In the school courtyard, no less! As far as Lila was concerned, this territory belonged to herself.

Marinette turned to face her fully, then tilted her head. "Um... yeah?"

Lila bristled, glare intensifying. This peasant—

"I wanted to be friends," Marinette claimed, "but you wanted to keep lying."

She scoffed. What an idiot. Stepping closer, Lila asked, "Didn't you listen? I tell people what they want to hear."

"Doesn't seem like that anymore," Marinette retorted. "They only wanted to hear it as long as they thought you could give them chances in life."

Lila's hands tightened into fists. She didn't stutter as she argued, "I'll—I'll still find a way to ruin you, Marinette! I never go back on my threats."

Marinette raised both brows. "You sure go back on your lies though."

She did not just hear that. She did not just hear the girl who'd once cowered at her talk back to her like that.

Uncurling her fists, she kept a stern expression and shrugged as she retorted, "Say whatever you want. I always get my way, no matter what."

Though Marinette's expression didn't change, she went silent at the comment. Lila smirked in satisfaction, taking whatever little victory she could.

Minimizing the level of damage Marinette could've done had been an understandable miscalculation on her part. Marinette was weak, and only got power when she dared to team up with that... insect.

They'd been a good match, admittedly; two obstacles that could've been a lot more useful to her had they just cooperated. In fact, had she known all this would've happened, she would've gone after Marinette full-force a long time ago, squashing her like the pest she became down the line. She might've even been able to go after Chat Noir had she tried hard enough. Given the recent events, he—

Finally, Marinette spoke. "You'll never get your way with that attitude. You need help, Lila."

Lila went stiff. "Excuse me?"

"I don't know how your mind works, or where you get this idea that you can lie forever and hurt people the way that you do without any consequences, but you need to see someone. You're living a lie to the point where liar is the only thing I can think of when I see you. There's nothing else about you that's real."

"How—" Lila glared, losing herself for a moment. "How dare you!"

Marinette didn't flinch, only staring back at her as if the conversation was over and Lila herself was pitiful.

Lila was seething. She couldn't believe that Marinette had the gall to talk to her like that, no matter how much it'd seem like she'd "won."

But that was fine. She'd leave, she'd rethink her strategy, and then she'd get rid of Marinette once and for all. Even if it didn't give her all of her power back, she didn't care, so long as the person who caused it suffered.

She turned, walking in the other direction. It took a few seconds for her to realize that there was someone in her path; Alya had just become so useless to her that she might as well have not existed.

Alya stood with a neutral expression, twirling her phone in her hand. "Hey, Lila."

Lila remembered that they were still technically friends (ugh) and forced a grin. "Hey, Alya. What are—"

"Cut the lies," Alya interrupted, now clutching her phone. "I know you don't associate with people who won't help you get up in the ranks."

Lila squinted, taking a moment to recall that her own conversation with Adrien had gone the same way.

So Alya had heard, or maybe it'd been a trap? No, Alya couldn't have been that smart.

"You heard something like that?" Lila asked, playing innocent for now.

"I heard you say something like that." Alya finally turned the phone, holding it out with the screen clearly visible. "And I'm not taking it anymore."

Lila's gaze flicked to the screen as she vaguely tried to hide her disinterest. "What's that?"

"Your lies," Alya hissed. "Every single one the class could remember - all the lies you used to get ahead - debunked. I had Max and Markov help me so I'll be able to send it to the whole school."

Lila's bangs hid the panicked raise of her brows. "What—what are you talking about? I'm not a liar! You—you're all caught up in the terrible things LadyBugOut said!" Putting on her best attempt at bargaining, Lila prodded, "Alya, you don't want to do this. We're friends. Look, I know a guy, we can—"

"Yeah, see..." Alya stared at Lila, almost condescendingly. "The funny thing is—"

Her thumb hovering over the send button, Alya continued, "Now I never know if you're lying or not."

Lila tried to leap forward to grab the phone, but Alya stepped back and the button was hit. Almost immediately, the sound of two phones going off rang through the courtyard; Lila's and Marinette's.

Lila frantically reached for her phone and opened what had been sent to her. To say it was scathing was an understatement, the whole thing full of warnings to either avoid her outright or take anything she said with a grain of salt.

Alya pointed at her with her phone. "You ruined me and tore the class apart. Consider it payback."

Lila was still trying to process, but all she could feel was rage.

Complete and total rage.

"You... you ruined yourself!" Lila spat out, dashing forward and pushing past Alya on the way. She ran to the school doors and rushed out, speeding down the stairs and along the sidewalk.

Just as Lila had left, Marinette glanced over at Alya, pausing with a level of caution in her gaze. "...Alya," she began carefully.

Alya looked away sharply, her expression hard to place. Anger? Regret? Jealousy?

Meanwhile, all that came out of her mouth was, "Save it."

~~~~~

Lila searched the skies, not out of desperation, but out of an unspoken pact. In all her life, she'd never been so thoroughly outma—

No, not outmatched. Just caught off-guard for a moment. It wasn't her fault that the classmates looked so weak and pathetic at first glance. It was no wonder why they flaked on her so easily; they were sheep, and they flip-flopped between anyone who had anything to say as long as they were words.

She'd been the fox - bold and ready to pounce - and Marinette had just been a mouse, so small and vulnerable that everyone wanted to be on her side.

Well, that was their loss. After all, she could still enact her revenge. She still had someone to rely on.

The purple butterfly coming near her made that very clear, and Lila stopped running to reach out for it. It fluttered into her hand, as if expectant of her.

"Nice to see you again, Hawk Moth," she greeted with a grin full of malice.

She didn't hear the click of a camera as she offered the butterfly her bracelet.

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haiky-u-lously · 7 years

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LadyNoir July- Kinda (Part 3)

Continuation to Pool Part(ish) and Selfies. Enjoy!!

( @seasonofthegeek , third chapter (: and HAPPY BIRTHDAY!)

(Also, I still haven’t learned how to link chapters on this, but chapters 1 and 2 are definitely on my page (: .)

Chapter 3-Kwami Swap

---Marinette’s PV---

“Tikki!” I called as the little creature flew out of my earrings, “I cannot believe that stupid cat kissed me!”

Laughing, Tikki’s eyes sparkled, “Wouldn’t it just be payback for you kissing him?”

My jaw dropped. “N-No way. H-he doesn’t e-even remember that!” I sighed. “Anyway, are you hungry? Do you need a cookie before we go back?”

The red being shook her head, “No, it’s okay. I’ll eat some when I get to the locker you put your parents treats in.”

We smiled at one another before she slipped back into my purse and I ran back towards the new water park.

Once I arrived, Alya excitedly told me all about Ladybug and Chat Noir’s epic surfing contest. She was apathetic towards Ladybug’s loss, but thought I would be happy to hear of Chat’s success.

Then she showed me that she actually took a picture while Chat got his ‘reward’. I laughed at how scared my secret self looked on screen.

“Those are some fantastic costume changes,” I told Alya, taking her camera from her.

Now that I wasn’t in the strange attire I could take a closer look at the style and the way it fit despite having been put through the workout that surf contest brought.

She shook her head at me, “Marinette, that is soo not what is important in this picture. But, I guess when you spend so much time worshipping and aspiring to be a designer, I can only ask for so much.”

I giggled at her complaints. “Okay, I need to go change and put this stuff back in the locker.”

“Perfect,” Nino called out, walking back towards us. “Adrien is changing and then going to stick his bag in with the ones we got from Chloe’s Dad. You should too Marinette.”

At the mention of Adrien changing I sort of lost my train of thought. I just kept nodding and when I didn’t hear any more speaking I went to put my over-clothes and little bags into the locker with Alya and Nino’s.

---Adrien’s PV---

I changed quickly, because I did not want to make everyone wait on me any longer. I felt bad enough that I didn’t think to be dressed in my swimsuit before showing up. “But I guess it helped with my cover. Huh, Plagg?”

The flying black creature just doubled over laughing, “You kissed her and ran away!”

“But it was time to go,” I pouted, “and I didn’t really feel like getting smacked or anything for pulling that stunt.”

My kwami just kept laughing.

I huffed in return. “Whatever. At least Nino told me that him, Alya, and Marinette got one of the super big lockers and that we could use it with them.” I looked at the ruler of destruction, “Just make sure you hide in my bag if it sounds like someone is coming.”

Plagg nodded as he chewed a piece of cheese he pulled from my shirt pocket, “As long as I have my love, I’ll be swell.”

I stuffed everything into my backpack, except the complimentary towel and bag that the Mayor gave everyone. Plagg hid himself in the folds of the towel. I grabbed both bags and left the changing area.

When I stepped outside I saw Marinette standing up and closing one of the lockers. I called out to stop her from closing the door.

“Marinette! Wait a second.” I rushed a couple steps, and smiled up at my blue haired friend. “Is it okay that I put my stuff in with yours?”

She nodded, silently, and removed her hand from the locker door.

“Thanks!” I beamed in return, “It’s so nice of you all to share your locker with me!”

The girl smiled, but then looked away from me, making me wonder if I had done something wrong, again.

I closed the door after placing my bags inside. Knowing I had placed them in a way that would let Plagg explore and so they were not on top of anyone else’s things.

“So, what should I ride first?” I smiled. I hadn’t seen her around as Chat, but I figured she had made it back from her parents errand before I came back as Adrien.

---Marinette’s PV---

My face flushed in response to his question, and I made sure Adrien wouldn’t be able to see.

“O-Oh,” I stumbled, wishing that I could just get a proper sentence out in front of my crush, “I-I actually just-t g-got back a-a minute ago. S-So, I’m not really-y sure.”

His smile seemed to grow after he took a second to figure out what I meant to say, “So, you’re saying, we get to experience all these new rides together? I mean, for the first time, then?”

I thought about it for a second, because would riding these once as Ladybug (in a wetsuit) really be the same as riding them as Marinette in a bikini? I finally decided the two things were different and nodded shyly at my crush, “I g-guess s-so.” I finally responded as a smile tugged at the ends of my lips.

“Then what are we waiting for?” Adrien beamed back.

Alya and Nino came up to us laughing. “Bro. hold your roll.” Nino jokingly reprimanded. “While you two may not have been around all morning, ALya and I surely built up and appetite--”

“-and like hell are we going to let Marinette hoard her parent’s cooking away from us when we are starved!” Alya interjected.

I laughed as I picked up the paper bags that were at my feet, “I figured that was your plan for sending me over to the lockers. That’s why I already got out our lunches.” I handed everyone a bag, and followed behind Nino and Adrien as Nino led us back to the table we claimed that morning.

“So, what’d your parents need help with anyway?” Alya asked while I was trying to eavesdrop on the boys ahead of us.

Chuckling to hide my embarrassment, I answered, “Oh you know, just some bakery type stuff. They needed an extra pair of hands and offered to get me this great new fabric I’ve been wanting to play around with.” I didn’t feel good lying to my best friend, but I had just gotten this new fabric from maman the day prior, and I was looking forward to practicing with it.

The girl beside me just nodded in understanding. Basically saying that she could see why I was willing to leave, but at the same time she couldn’t because it wasn’t in her field of interests.

We took a few minutes to eat once the group reached our table. At some point Chloe ran by asking if we had seen Ladybug and she seemed upset that Alya and Nino said she had left. She was so torn that the red clad superhero didn’t bid her farewell, that she totally missed Adrien sitting with us. The four of us almost immediately fell into a laughing fit, grateful that we didn’t have to put up with her outrageousness.

After finishing our sandwiches, Nino and Adrien left to take care of everyone’s trash.

“So, I really need you to play wingman for me, Mari.” Alys told me while looking towards the disappearing boys.

I tilted my head in response, “What do you mean? I thought you and Nino and been together all morning.”

The ombre haired girl shook her head, “We were. But, like,” She huffed. “He never even mentioned my swimsuit…”

I gawked at her comment, and gave her a couple once overs.

“Sto-stop it!” She laughed out, pushing against my bare shoulder. “I’m serious!”

I smiled at the perfect reaction I had pulled from my friend, “I’d do anything for you. You know that.”

We both fell into laughing fits, and didn’t calm down until well after the boys returned and gave each other strange looks.

---Adrien’s PV---

While taking care of the group’s garbage, Nino had asked me to help him out with Alya. Apparently he was doing everything he could to not comment on how gorgeous he thought she looked because he thought he’d seem disrespectful. Then Nino went on to say how challenging it was becoming each time he’d look at her after riding any of the rides.

I almost dropped the snow cones we were returning with when he shared that it took everything he had to carefully let her know her top came undone when they got off the surf simulator. I was laughing so hard because it totally explained his flushed face when Ladybug and I had called out to the pair.

“So, what do you want me to do?” I asked simply.

My best bro smiled, “Just stay close by. And, tell me if I’m being to awkward or anything.”

I laughed at his eagerness, “Gotcha. No problem.” Using my biceps, I swiped some of the sweat off my forehead.

“And, maybe help figure out how to compliment her on the outfit.” He added.

I almost dropped the snow cones, “You mean you haven’t said anything to her about it yet?!”

The brunette shook his head, “I didn’t want to come off as a creep, just checking out her bust and bum.”

We were both laughing at his choice of words, but then we were almost back to the table. Having to be quick, I whispered, “If you don’t say something this instant...I’ll tell her that’s exactly what you’ve been doing all day.” I quick stepped a few paces so I reached the girls before Nino.

He shook his head laughing, but when our eyes met all I could comprehend were daggers.

The four of us spent the next couple of hours going on all the water slides. Alya and Nino said that I wasn’t allowed to miss out on anything, little did they know this was a second trip all around.

I wouldn’t say anything though. It was different going on the rides with everyone as Adrien, than when it was Chat and Ladybug. So it did feel like a first time on each of them.

However, everytime I tried to help Nino up his game, Marinette would hold me back. She kept putting people between the other pair and ourselves in lines, and would walk slower when Alya took off with Nino in tow towards the next ride.

Eventually I had to try and figure out what was up. “So, Marinette?” I began.

“Y-yes?” She jumped.

Laughing, I put a hand on her shoulder. Her face immediately flushed and I worried I shouldn’t have touched her so carelessly. “Um,” I scratched the back of my neck with the same hand that had spooked her, “Is there a reason we keep falling behind the others?”

The bluenette seemed to sigh from relief, “Oh that.” She smiled up at me as she held her hands over her chest, “Well Alya wanted me to play wingman for her since Nino is so completely oblivious. Apparently he hasn’t even commented on her bikini, and we spent forever trying to make one that would catch his attention.”

We both looked towards the pair, and watched as Alya excitedly jumped while pulling Nino’s arm up and down.

And, we both cracked up laughing. I doubled over it was so funny. Here Marinette was trying to be a wingman by keeping us away from the pair, and I was trying to play wingman by keeping us close.

Marinette gave me a strange look, probably because she didn’t understand why I laughed so hard. “A-adrien?”

I wiped some tears from my eyes, “Sorry. It’s just Nino asked me to help him…” I took a deep breath to calm my chuckles, “because he didn’t want to come off as a perv for checking her out all morning.”

This sent my short friend into guffaws similar to my own.

She stood, wiping her own tears, “Oh! That’s perfect!”

“Yea,” I chuckled, “those two can be so incognizant sometimes.”

Her laughing stopped almost immediately, “be what?” she asked.

I nodded, “It’s like another way to say oblivious.”

She giggled while shaking her head, “W-well, I apologize for not being in the know of these fancy big words, Mr. A-agreste.”

Her teasing made me crack a Chat-like grin. This was it, she was showing me some of the same treatment she shows Chat. I was so happy.

“Hurry up bro, or you’ll miss the show!” Nino had at some point came back for us, and he grabbed my elbow to drag my towards whatever he was talking about.

---Marinette’s PV---

I teased him. I cannot believe I teased him. What if he starts to hate me now? I don’t want him to hate me!

“Girl, I thought you were going to help me out?” Alya winned as Nino dragged Adrien away.

Laughing at her obvious playfulness, “I am Alya.” I smirked toward her, “Besides I just found out a very interesting tidbit. Too bad you and Nino had to run back and ruin it.” I winked.

“Oh spill!” She yelped. “Actually, nevermind. I don’t want to know.”

My friend let go of my shoulders and sauntered off towards the rest of our group. I knew she actually did want to hear what I had to say, but she was too interested in getting Nino to acknowledge her outfit to try at the moment.

The rest of the afternoon went pretty similar. We all were together, but I kept trying to give Alya and Nino space. Adrien and I didn’t pick up where we left off. I kept worrying whether or not he hated me now.

Right before we were all going to head home, and Alya and I were headed towards the locker the group got that morning, Nino asked Alya to stay behind.

“I’ll catch up with you in a second.” She waved, “Take Adrien so he can get his stuff, too.”

Nodding, I returned, “Gotcha!”

“So, Marinette, did you have fun?” Adrien asked.

I smiled, “Of course! What about you? Does your foot still hurt?” I looked down to see it was still red from being scraped across the floor of the half pipe on Riptide.

He chuckled at my questions. “Oh it’s fine. Thanks for asking though.” He smiled down at me and ran a hand through his beautiful, even though it was dripping wet, hair. “But, I had a blast! Too bad Nino took so long to catch onto our stunts.” He sighed, throwing a thumb behind us, pointing in the direction of our other friends.

I grinned at his comment, but kept walking towards the lockers. “Yea, it did take him until right before we were leaving to ask for alone time.”

“Hey!” The blonde started, “My boy just needs longer than the average male!” He defended.

I whispered to myself, “Then how much time does that mean you need…”

Adrien stopped walking besides me, so I turned around and halted myself. “W-what’s up?” I asked slowly.

He shook his head, and with his classic, nerve-raking neck scratch, “Marinette, you bathing suit looks great.”

All the blood in my body seemed to rush to my face then, “I-I. U-umm, w-well-l t-thank you-u, A-adrien.”

He smiled at my inability to form words. When he pulled his hand away from his neck, he said, “I should have told you earlier, but I was distracted and I’m so sorry. You probably worked forever on it too.”

I wondered if I had accidentally transformed into my Ladybug garb, I was so flushed. “I-it was nothing-g.” I spat out.

My crush just shook his head, “Making a bathing suit from scratch is not nothing. And you did it for Alya and yourself. You’re pretty amazing, Marinette.”

It took all my will power not to swoon or let my jaw drop. As Adrien picked up his pace again, I took a second to calm down before I too went to grab my bags.

A few minutes later, I was waiting by the gate so I could say goodbye to Alya and Nino. Adrien’s ride had been waiting for him as soon as we walked up, and he did not want to make his driver wait any longer.

When my friends came back hand-in-hand, I let my jaw drop.

“Close your mouth or you’ll catch flies.” Alya chided, smiling.

I shook out my entire body, “Of course.” Smirking, I ran and pulled the two into a hug. “It’s about time!”

They both laughed at my actions, and Nino’s face flushed at my comment.

“If it’s okay, Nino was going to walk me home?” She begged me with her eyes.

I nodded. “Yepp. As soon as you get a boyfriend you just throw your friends aside.” I laughed at my own sarcasm, “Of course he can walk you home silly! I can go home myself!” I threw my hands up in mock annoyance, “I am a big girl you know.”

The pair chuckled again, and I smiled at them. “I just wanted to say goodbye first.” While still smiling, I gave them another hug. Grabbing my bags, I waved to them and started walking towards my parents bakery.

---Adrien’s PV---

As soon as I got home, I ran to my room. I threw my stuff onto the couch, flopping over it myself.

“Plagg,” I expressed, releasing a sigh. “Today was so great!” I threw my hands up into the air and started laughing.

I heard a big yawn and vaguely saw a figure arise from one of the bags from my peripheral vision.

The being floating took in a sharp breath. As I turned to sit in an upright position, I questioned, “So do you want your cheese before or after I tell you all about it?” I smiled in the direction I thought my little buddy was, but when I didn’t hear I response I opened my eyes.

And immediately let my jaw drop.

“Ho-w. But. W-who..” It felt impossible trying to form a sentence at this unknown being, “Yo-you’re not Plagg.”

The red bug-like being shook its head, and fiddled with its small paws.

“Who are…” I began, but the realization hit me like a bag of bricks, “You’re Ladybug’s kwami!”

The being shushed me, “Someone might hear you!”

“Nah, hardly anyone comes to this side of the house.” I replied, but it seemed like the creature of creation was no longer paying attention to my words. The being just looked at me with bug eyes and a slack jaw. When I reached out my hand, it yelped and covered its mouth with its paws. “Is everything okay?” I asked, pulling my hand back.

“Your Adrien Agreste,” it answered. “And, you know what kwamis are?”

I nodded my head, “Yea, Plagg is much more annoying then you are though.”

“I-I s-see. Well, I am Tikki.” She shared, “Yes, I am Ladybug’s kwami. No, I won’t tell you who she is.”

I groaned at how my unasked question was already shot down. “But how’d you get here? Where’s Plagg?” I asked, my train of thought going twenty miles a minute, filling with questions that were less important than those two.

“I’m not sure. I thought I feel asleep back in Ladybug’s bag, but apparently I was wrong.” She sat on the edge of the couch I stood in front of. “Oh goodness, how am I going to get back to Ladybug?”

Shaking my head, I tried to see if something would calm us both. “Do you need some cheese? I have a bunch here for when Plagg needs a snack.”

Tikki shook her head laughing, “No, only Plagg eats that stuff. But I’ll take any baked goods, please.”

After a few minutes of arguing with the house chef, I finally got two snickerdoodle cookies. I gave one to Tikki upon returning to my room and set the other one down beside me for later.

“So,” I asked after she had some time to enjoy her treat, “what do you think the plan is?” I am to used to relying on Ladybug to come up with a plan, that I just assume her kwami would do so as well.

“No idea,” the mini-god smiled, “but I’m sure everything will be just fine!”

I left out a soft murmur at her vote of confidence in this situation.

---Marinette’s PV---

I left Alya and Nino behind quickly, thinking it’d be quicker to transform and head home.

Finding an empty back alley, I called out, “Tikki, let’s go home.”

There was no answer.

“Tikki?” I asked. There was still no response.

I wondered if she might’ve fallen asleep, but started looking through my bags just in case something was wrong. I shifted a couple things in my own bag and didn’t see my friend anywhere. When I started looking through the bag I got from Chloe’s dad, I heard a tiny murmur. “Tikki,” I laughed, “stop hiding. Come one, we have to get home for dinner.”

“Mehhh,” I made out.

I knelt down and started pulling things out of the bag, “Tikki, what’s going on? We don’t have time for--”

I stopped mid-sentence. The little black thing hanging off the end of my new towel stared back at me, “Uh, hi?” It waved slightly.

Screaming, I threw the towel (with the being still latched onto it) to the other side of the alleyway.

“Ow!” It yelled, flying back towards my face, “What was that for?”

I yelped, throwing my hands over my mouth to cover my loud outbursts.

“Hey,” the floating black thing crossed its arms, “If I’m gunna have to put up with these strange sounds, you’re gonna need to give me some camembert.” It shook its head, “you obviously know about kwamis since you were calling for Tikki, which means you’re Ladybug...and holy, that means you’re Ladybug!”

The smile the being cracked reminded me of Chat. I shook my head towards it, and asked “You wouldn’t be Chat’s kwami, would you?”

It nodded, “Plagg. Now, where’s my cheese?”

I shook my hands out in between us, “I don’t have any cheese with me, just cookies for Tikki!”

Plagg sat on my shoulder, “Well, I guess I better get back to---”

“No!” I yelled, jumping away from him, “Stop! Don’t finish that!” I shook my entire upper body, “Tikki said we can’t know each other’s identities.”

The ruler of destruction shook his head at me, his whiskers flying in different directions, “Yea, well how else do you suggest we fix this mix up?”

I sighed, bending over myself and letting my arms droop towards the floor. “I honestly have no idea, but I still need to get home or maman and papa will worry.”

“Okay, well let’s get you home, me some cheese and then you can figure this out!” It said, flying back into the bag he was originally hiding in.

“Wait!” I yelled again, “Where’s Tikki? Is she okay? How will I find her?”

Plagg shook his head at my discomfort, “It’s fine. She’s fine. Don’t worry about it.”

I wondered where his positivity came from all of a sudden, but trusted that Chat’s kwami had no reason to lie to me. “Okay, then I guess we’ll go to my home and figure it out from there?”

He nodded when I repeated his original plan, and shot back into my bag.

“Guess I’m running home now,” I whispered to myself, pulling both my bags onto my shoulders.

---Adrien’s PV---

“So wait,” I stopped Tikki, from her excited explanation, “You’re saying that I can still transform? That doesn’t make a whole lot of sense.”

She began nodding, but then quickly shook her head, “You can transform into a masked hero type figure. With your ring and me together you would look like Ladybug and have her yo-yo, but you wouldn’t have any of her powers. And the most the yo-yo would do besides helping you fling around Paris, is act as a communication device to your baton.”

Although the red-being was smiling at me, I still found it hard to wrap my head around her explanation. How could I transform into Ladybug when I had the Chat Noir ring? Was it really that simple? Would it hurt Ladybug’s kwami to try this? The questions flowed through me, but I didn’t voice any of them.

“I know it sounds strange,” She giggled, “but is it really any stranger than evil butterflies turning normal people into super powered villains?”

I shrugged my shoulders, “I-I guess not.”

Tikki sat on my shoulder as I walked towards the bathroom. I wanted to test this theory of hers, before rushing outside.

“So, how would this work?” I asked, looking at Tikki’s reflection in my mirror.

She shook her head, “I think... Ladybug would call spots on for her transformation. What does Chat call?”

“Claws out.” I supplied.

“Hmm,” She mumbled. “I wonder if we have to mix them?”

I stalled at her comment, “You don’t know?!”

Shaking her head, the kwami replied, “I’ve never been in this situation. I’m just assuming this will work.”

I nodded before looking back at my own reflection. I shook my head in defeat, “Okay. let’s try them all then.” So, I did. I called out each combination I could think of: spots on, claws out, spots out, claws on. The transformation took with the last phrase. As Tikki was dragged into the heart of my silver ring, a bright white light overtook myself and the area around me.

When looking back at my new reflection, I noticed how the red and black of the Ladybug suit made it so where my blonde hair didn’t stand out as much as the Chat Noir black suit. “Well, I guess for now, I’m Ladybug,” I told my reflection.

I stopped talking to myself when I noticed the red yo-yo sticking to my hip. Guessing it was about time, I tried figuring out if the real Ladybug had Plagg and if they tried doing this crazy thing as well.

I almost dropped the device when a blue-haired, blue-eyed, version of Chat Noir looked back at me through the screen.

---Marinette’s PV---

I told Plagg it wouldn’t hurt to try. I mean, I still wore the Ladybug earrings. It didn’t seem like a jump that I could use their luck to still transform despite using a different kwami.

Admittedly, I never expected a perfect transformation. I thought it might give some difference. Maybe, mostly chat noir style with some ladybug patterns, or vise-versa. I did not expect to look almost exactly like Chat.

Plagg had tried saying it wouldn’t work. But, I just couldn’t get rid of the itching feeling that it would. That I would be able to complete some type of transformation.

It had taken some prodding, and half a wheel of cheese, but Plagg finally told me that Chat called for his transformation by calling ‘claws out’. I spent a few minutes thinking about the different sequence phrases I could call that might work. I slapped one hand in the shape of a fist into the palm of my other hand and yelled ‘spots out.’

This seemed like the best phrase because I was using the Ladybug earrings, with Chat’s kwami. It only made sense to me to call out that combination, and I was excited when a black flash of light engulfed my entire body. As it dissipated, I looked over my own body. The black leather that covered my body felt no different than the Ladybug suit I was used to.

Looking down, I noticed that I somehow managed to have Chat’s baton.

“This is perfect!” I said to myself, “Hopefully the real Chat has Tikki, and I can find them with this thing.”

I pressed the small cat paw on the silver baton to open the screen part.

Almost immediately, a ladybug icon showed up. My thumb rubbed along the screen and I was met with the surprised face of a blond-version of Ladybug.

“Hi Chat,” I started with a smile, “I mean, Helloooo Milady.” I winked.

Chuckling in response, my partner threw his head back. “Apparently we got a bit mixed up at some point today. Huh, kitty?”

Giggling, I let my claw covered hand hover over my mouth, “Apparently. So how do you suggest we fix this?”

The face looking back at me hummed in response.

When there was still no answer after a little, I quoted something he’d said to me a few times, “I’ll follow your lead, Bug.”

“Gotcha,” He replied. “Okay, how about we meet at the Eiffel Tower? We’ll both get there, meet, hide behind different pillars, de-transform, let our kwamis switch, and call our actual transformations? Does that sound okay?”

I smiled at his nervousness, wondering if this is how he felt helping me when I first became Ladybug. “Sounds like a plan!”

We nodded to each other, and I closed the baton so I no longer saw the screen. I swung the baton around, playing with it to practice the extending and shrinking the length of the silver device.

Climbing up to my balcony, I convinced myself that I could work with this even though it was so different from how I used my yo-yo.

Extending the ends of the baton, I jumped over the edge of my balcony.

“AHHHH!” I screamed as I started falling towards the ground below me.

I barely caught myself in a Chat like stance with the baton at a ninety degree angle from the ground.

---Adrien’s PV---

It took a few tries, but once I figured out how to use Ladybug’s yo-yo I made it to the tower in no time.

“This makes moving through the city so much easier,” I said to myself as I landed on the top tier. “It’s faster, lighter, and I don’t have to put as much effort into my jumps.”

Sighing, I decided to sit down and relax while I waited for my partner.

A few minutes later, my shoulders were shaking.

“Chat,” The voice chided, “Chat. Wake up kitty…”

I mumbled, and started blinking my eyes open, “Yea, got it. I’m..waking.” I yawned as I finished talking.

Moving my arms, I pushed myself up from the semi-laying down state I had fallen into.

“Hello my kitty,” I said playfully.

While giggling, my partner stood up straight. “Good thing you’re awake now.”

I nodded in reply, and pulled my hand to my chin in mock seriousness, “Of course. You’re lovely voice cancels out any drowsiness in me.”

The new Chat just shook her head, “How did this even happen? We somehow switched our kwamis?”

“It was quite a shocker,” I said, “but the fact that Plagg was with you helped with my distress.”

Her blu-bell-eyes widened, before settling back with a slight sparkle to them. “I felt the same when I saw you as Ladybug. Because that meant Tikki was with someone I could trust.”

We both laughed a little at our own reactions. I had assumed Plagg was with Ladybug if I had Tikki, but when I saw her face on the monitor I was more than relieved. Apparently, her side of things were not so different. What a couple of characters we are…

“So, how did you know to try the transformation?” She asked me.

Letting my eyes drag my head towards the sky, I sighed out, “I didn’t. You’re kwami thought it would be a good idea to try. She explained everything she was thinking and then we kinda just went for it? Not sure how she figured it would work, she said nothing like this had ever happened before.” I stalled before continuing, “Wait! How did you know to?!”

Chat Noire huffed back at my question, so I looked down at her, “It was just a feeling. I was glad it worked out though.” Her eyes shined as she looked up at me, “Your kwami is a bit much for what I’m used to.”

I laughed at her observation, “Yea, in the short amount of time I was talking with her, Tikki seemed to be a lot more chill.”

“Except for when it comes to our identities…” The blue-haired heroine whispered.

Unfortunately for her I heard the comment. “Wait, so if it wasn’t for Tikki saying we shouldn’t know, you’d want to?”

The girl standing in front of me shook out her entire body, even the false tail that looked so cute with her attire flicked back and forth. Cat-ears twitching, she answered, “It’s not like we have a choice. Since, without Tikki there wouldn’t be Ladybug and Chat Noir. It doesn’t make sense to ignore her wishes.”

A loud grumble could be heard, and both of us looked in all directions without seeing any sign of where the sound came from.

Turning back towards my partner, I saw a flash of black light engulf her entire body.

“Marinette..?” I drawled out, as Plagg released the transformation disguising my classmate as Chat Noire.

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