Aventure Amoureuse | By : Baron Category: +M through R > Miraculous LadyBug Views: 5012 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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You continue holding Chat Noir tightly as you descend safely to the streets below. Ladybug is waiting for you both tapping her foot impatiently. "So, what was all that back there?" Ladybug asks you annoyed. "I was trying to help. I figured if I could help you defeat the villain faster, it would give us more time to talk." you explain to the angry superheroine. "Um... you can let go of me now." Chat explains to you. "Fine, very well." you say uncoiling your legs from around his waist and removing your arms from around his shoulders. "What happened to Stormy?" you ask the two heroes. "You were falling for a long time. We had plenty of time to find her and de-evilize her before I came and got you." Chat explains. "Damn, you guys work fast." you say to the duo. "We work better when we don't have to keep rescuing pesky tourists." Ladybug informs you bluntly. "Hey, look. I didn't know anything about either of you until everyone told me. It seems to be all the locals talk about. I didn't come to Paris to interfere in anyone's plans, I just came here for a change of scenery. Maybe... a love interest, but that's not a given. I assure you both that my intentions were pure." you explain to them. "So why do you keep following us?" Chat asks you. "Because of yesterday." you look at him furrowing your brow. "Yesterday? With Copycat?" Ladybug asks you. "I guess." you shrug unsure of who Copycat is. "The sculptor guy I pissed-off in the park." you say to her. "Yeah, that's Copycat. He's a copy of Chat Noir that fights a little better." she tells you. "Hey!" Chat Noir protests. "That's really starting to bug me." you say to her narrowing your eyes. "What's that?" Ladybug asks unsure of what you're referring to. "The way you treat him. It bothers me and I don't know why. I barely know they guy, but it pisses me right the fuck off." you inform her honestly. It hurts you to see Chat treated like a second banana or Snarf from the Thundercats. He was better than that, he was her equal. If a stranger like you could see it, why couldn't she? It can't be an accident, she's probably doing it on purpose. "Look, Chat Noir is my partner and my friend. But that's it. I'm in love with someone else and I don't want to hurt Chat or lead him on." Ladybug explains.
You find this answer somewhat more acceptable, but still insufficient. Who could she possibly love that reciprocates on the level he does? And furthermore, why does she treat him like he's an annoying pest? You're beginning to think something's up. You look over at Chat Noir and he looks very sullen and withdrawn. Her words shredded through his heart like daggers and it really made you angry.
"I'm starting to think you're hurting him more by not giving him a chance. He's cute, he's funny, he'd do literally anything for you. What makes this other prick so great that you'd choose him over someone who truly loves you?" you inquire getting more annoyed. Chat's eyes soften as he leans on his staff listening to you in silent agreement. You're a stranger. You can say things Chat Noir is either afraid or unable to express. "What business is it of yours who I date or not?" she asks you returning your anger. "It's not, but I can tell you from experience that you want someone you truly love!" you attempt to plead with her. "Exactly." she agrees. "I want to have kids someday. I want someone who can help provide for my family's future. I want someone who can take care of me, not a wisecracking alley cat sidekick that hits on me constantly." she replies coldly. You and Chat Noir both wince at her words. She might as well have shot him in the heart with a .44 Magnum and the bullet pierced yours too. You're practically shaking with rage, but manage to keep your composure. Chat Noir on the other hand is visibly devastated. "I could provide for your kids, Ladybug. I'd like kids someday too. I could take care of you if you'd let me." Chat says to her visibly heartbroken. "Could you, Chat? When would you possibly have the time between helping me, cheesy wisecracks, and hitting on me? I'm sorry, Chat. You're my friend, but I just don't believe you." she says as her earrings blink and emit a loud beeping sound. "Look, maybe we'll talk about this later. I gotta go before I transform back." Ladybug says as she quickly zips away on her yo-yo.
You look over at Chat Noir slowly. He looks almost hollow. His skin is pale and he's slumped down his staff that he was leaning on. He looks up at you with tears in his eyes. He straightens his body out standing back up. He wipes his eyes and glares at you. "Chat? I was only trying to help. I didn't like the way she treated you." you attempt to explain to the now enraged cat boy. He holds his staff with both hands horizontally striking you hard in the chest knocking you on your ass. "Nobody asked you to help!" he hisses loudly at you. You've been here two days and you've destroyed any chances I had with Ladybug!" he continues angrily. "Chat, I like you. I just didn't want to see her hurt you anymore!" you inform him. "Well, mission accomplished! Good job! She didn't hurt me, she crushed me! What's your encore? Burn down the Eiffel tower and assassinate the mayor?!" he rasps at you angrily. "Chat, let me talk to her. I can fix this!" you explain. "Fix it? FIX IT?!! Haven't you done enough damage? Why don't you go back to your own country before you cause any more trouble!" he hisses at you as his ring flashes and beeps. "I don't ever want to see you again! Do I make myself clear?" he says to you as he throws his staff past your head chunking it into the ground with a loud twanging sound. You look at the staff and realize that he could have easily killed you if he really wanted to. "Stay away from me, tourist. I mean it." he pulls his staff out of the ground next to your head and gives you one last furious glare before bouncing out of your life forever.
You head back to the hotel walking slowly feeling utterly defeated. You weren't in any rush. You walk back down the alleyway you came from when you snuck up on Stormy stopping to light up another coffin nail. "Well, you fucked up good this time." you think to yourself as you lean your back on the cold brick wall. "All I wanted to do was help a couple of young heroes find love and I destroyed them. Good thing I don't have superpowers or things would have really gone tits up." you think to yourself as you slide down the wall and sit on the ground slumping over and resting your forearms on your knees. You take a drag of your cigarette wondering how this day could possibly get any worse. You lean your head down letting your long hair cover your eyes not noticing the purple butterfly fluttering silently around the alley. You sit and ponder the events of the day taking another drag of your cigarette feeling more sad and depressed than you have in years. You see the purple butterfly and attempt to lazily shoo it away. "Fuck off. I've had my fill of bugs for one day." you say to the butterfly as it flies around your hand and lands on the tip of your cigarette becoming absorbed into it. You look down at the cigarette as a cloud of purple smokey liquid coming from it envelops you. Whatever the purple liquid is, it's extremely painful. You feel nauseated and have a splitting migraine that a whole bottle of aspirin wouldn't come close to helping. Your eyes bug out of your head slightly and your skull throbs like your brain is attempting to escape it's bony confinement. You watch a small trickle of blood dribble out of your left nostril. That's when you hear the voice of what you can only assume is Satan himself bellowing at you from his infernal throne. "GREETINGS, WARMONGER. I AM HAWK MOTH. YOU ATTEMPTED TO PLAY MATCHMAKER AND FAILED. YOUR PROBLEM WASN'T YOUR INTENTION, IT WAS THE PEOPLE. THEY FAILED YOU. ALL THESE SUPERHERO-WORSHIPPERS MUST PAY. AFTER YOU CLEANSE THE WORLD OF ALL THE USELESS PEOPLE, YOU CAN START OVER FRESH AND RULE THEM AS THEIR GOD. I'M GRANTING YOU THE POWER TO BECOME A LIVING WEAPON. ALL I ASK IN RETURN IS A COUPLE OF MINOR TRINKETS YOU HAVE NO USE FOR. BRING ME THE EARRINGS LADYBUG WEARS, AND CHAT NOIR'S RING AND YOU CAN RULE THE PLANET HOWEVER YOU CHOOSE!" Hawk Moth commanded.
"I'll do even better. I'll bring you Ladybug's ears and Chat Noir's hand made into a necklace and you can keep whatever jewelry is attached to them." you answer your new master with a sinister grin. "EXCELLENT. I'M GOING TO ENJOY WORKING WITH YOU. DON'T FAIL ME, OR I'LL TAKE AWAY YOUR POWERS!" Hawk Moth says before your world fades to black.
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