Aventure Amoureuse | By : Baron Category: +M through R > Miraculous LadyBug Views: 5012 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction for adults. Miraculous Ladybug and its characters are not mine, and are the property of ZAG-inc. I make no profit from this and all characters are 18+. |
You finish unpacking your clothes and belongings before heading to the elevator. It takes what seems like an eternity for the elevator to reach your floor. The doors open with a loud ding as you enter it and press the button for the lobby. The ride down gives you time to think. "Superheroes? Was Jean serious?" If this was some sort of tourist trap, you couldn't help but admire the lengths the French would go to add to the mystique of Paris. You exit the hotel and survey your surroundings. The French seem obsessed with some blonde boy with green eyes. His pictures were everywhere. On billboards, on benches, everywhere they could plaster this guy's face there was a picture of it. Did Mayor Bourgeois have a son too? He looked very handsome, but you kind of felt sorry for him. He was probably being exploited by some greedy relative that wanted to milk every ounce of his looks in order to line their pockets. You place a hand on one of the posters of the boy wishing you knew him so you could comfort him. Reality has a way of kicking your daydreaming ass back to logical thinking. "The guy is a famous model with his picture posted all over the city. He's probably an even bigger prick than Chloe is." you think to yourself pulling your hand away from the poster and crossing the street into the park. "Look out!" you hear someone shout before you impact the sidewalk with a heavy thud. "Watch where you're going, you blind motherfu-" you begin to say as a blue haired girl with pigtails helps you to your feet. "I'm totally sorry!" The young girl says apologizing profusely. You look down at the sidewalk now covered in various baked goods and see an open box with the words "Tom & Sabine Boulangerie Patisserie" professionally embossed on the top of it. "Aw, hell. I didn't mean to wreck your snack, hon. Let me go and buy you another box." you say to the clumsy blue haired girl. "I appreciate it, but this is a delivery for one of our customers. My dad's going to be disappointed in me for not watching where I was going and making him have to redo the order." the young girl says. "Your dad? You work at this bakery? I heard good things about the place from the mayor." you inform her. "Yeah, my dad's an amazing baker." she says smiling proudly. "Are you sure your dad won't be mad at you for this?" you ask the young girl curiously. "Nah, he's used to my clumsiness. I probably get it from him anyway." she giggles. "Well, I'll probably see you later then. I'm on my way there after I check out the statue in the park." you explain. "The one of Ladybug and Chat Noir?" the blue haired girl asks you. "Uh... I guess?" you shrug and answer unsurely. "You're not from around here, are you?" the girl asks you curiously. "No, I'm not from your country. Get this: somebody told me there's superheroes and villains in Paris. Is that a riot or what? You French people certainly know how to attract the tourists, huh? Honestly, people will come to see your landmarks. There's really no need to make up lies to bring in the tourists. I'd assume the Eiffel tower does that just fine on it's own." you chuckle satisfied that you solved the superhero mystery. "Yeah... you DEFINITELY aren't from around here." she says looking at you strangely like an extra eye just sprouted out of your forehead. "Am I missing something?" you ask her genuinely intrigued. "Nope." she replies almost smugly. "Look, I gotta go. I'll probably see you around or at the bakery. Bye!" she says darting off much faster than you can run. "What a bizarre girl." you think to yourself. "Why did she give me such a strange look? Superheroes aren't real. She acted like I told her Santa Claus wasn't real. She probably believes in him too." you think to yourself chuckling as you enter the park.
You arrive at the park and get a closer look at the statue. It's quite tall and appears to be made of heavy bronze. The people the statue depicts appear to be life-size. One is a girl covered in polka dots holding some sort of string. Above her is a male dressed like Eartha Kitt holding a stick or some kind of wand. You get closer to read the plaque on the front. "This statue is to honor Ladybug and Chat Noir the heroes of Paris for saving our city from the supervillains sent by the evil Hawk Moth. As long as this statue stands, the city of Paris will never fall." Geez. This is starting to get annoying now. These people actually believe in superheroes and villains. They probably just drink too much wine or something. You look around the park and see a brown haired man with a lollipop stick in his mouth answering questions about the statue. You're unsure if he's the sculptor of the piece, or a tour guide but get a little closer to eavesdrop. "It's an amazing likeness." you hear someone say. "It looks just like them, very realistic." someone else says. You're beginning to think there's something wrong with the water in Paris. These people must be having some sort of group hallucination. Say what you will about your own drinking, but at least you never saw any pink elephants. "Hey, buddy!" you shout at the brown haired man. "Hmm?" he replies tilting his head up to meet your gaze. "What's up with all this superhero nonsense?" you ask him bluntly. Several people turn around and glower at you like you just insulted their mothers. "I take it you're not from around here, are you?" he asks sarcastically as a few of the people around him laugh like he just told some inside joke. "Why does everyone keep saying that to me today?" you ask him mildly annoyed. "You really don't know, do you?" he asks you with a somewhat puzzled look on his face. "Indeed I do not." you reply impatiently. "Please... enlighten me." you say getting more and more annoyed at this superhero scam. "I sculpted this statue to honor the greatest heroes in Paris." he says proudly. "Didn't have enough bronze to make eight reindeer? Is that why you chose fictional superheroes?" you retort rudely assuming this guy is some sort of con artist. "You dense foreign prick!" he barks at you angrily. "How dare you come to our country and insult people who risk their lives to keep Paris safe!" he huffs in a rage. "What's wrong, pal? Couldn't quite get Mickey's ears right? Was the Easter Bunny too difficult to sculpt?" you sneer at the angry sculptor. You laugh loudly drowning out his response as a purple butterfly lands on his lollipop stick and is absorbed into it.
The butterfly appears to turn into some kind of purple smoke or liquid as it's absorbed into his lollipop stick spreading over him like some sort of slime. The sculptor is quickly engulfed by this liquid transforming him into a very lifelike version of the guy on the statue dressed like Eartha Kitt. "Wow. Nice trick. I'm legitimately impressed! You'd make a much better magician than a sculptor." you proclaim. "Wanna see another trick?" the sculptor asks. "I call it the disappearing foreigner!" he shouts hitting you across the ribs with his staff. The impact sends you through the side of a bus on top of a couple of passengers. "Pardonne moi." you say in a daze crawling off of the stunned passengers. "Alright, asshole. You wanna play rough? I'll show you how we do things in MY country!" you snarl in a rage lunging at the sculptor in the Catwoman costume. The sculptor is faster and holds his staff with both hands sending you flying with another swing. "Is your country baseball? Or cricket?" he laughs as you careen into an open dumpster. You stagger back to your feet in confusion. You've beaten up people WAY bigger than him over the years, how was he so much stronger than you? "Alright, prick. We're not finished yet!" you scream running toward him once again. You're hurt, humiliated, and furious. "Not finished yet?" the sculptor asks slamming the staff into your jaw and sending you into a poster of the blonde model from earlier. "I'm getting tired of this." the sculptor says. "I'll just kill you now and get back to my sculpting. Maybe your corpse can be my next piece!" he says throwing a small hatchback at your face.
You brace for impact, but it never comes. It shouldn't take this long for a car to hit you considering the velocity the sculptor threw it with. You slowly open one eye to see the car tied up with fiberwire and the sculptor carrying you away from danger. "What are you? Bipolar or something? First you want to kill me, now you want to save me? Fuck off, sculptor! you say hitting him in the face with your elbow forcing him to drop you. You tuck and roll as you hit the ground but are blindsided by an attack from behind. "I still haven't killed you yet." the sculptor behind you says chewing on his lollipop stick. "Make up your mind!" you shout as another cat boy lands nearby rubbing his jaw. "Am I seeing double? I haven't even had a drink yet today!" you say in confusion. "Geez. If you didn't want me to help you, you could have just said something. You didn't need to smash me in the face like that!" the other cat boy says. The sculptor clicks the lollipop stick in his mouth and takes another swipe at you. The cat boy you hit catches the sculptor's staff and tells you to run. Confused and injured you comply with the cat boy that seems to be helping you. As you're running away you glance back at the two cat boys fighting and slam into something solid.
You look up to see a young girl dressed in a red and black polka dot bodysuit. It's the same girl depicted on the statue. "Did you see where the Akuma is?" she asks you quite seriously. "Akuma? From the fighting game?" you answer still a bit dazed. "No!" she sighs impatiently. "The butterfly! Did you see a butterfly land on him?" she asks with authority. "Y-Yeah yeah. In his stick." you point at the cat boy with the lollipop stick in his mouth. "Chat Noir! It's in his lollipop stick!" she shouts at the cat boy you elbowed a couple of minutes ago. "Got it, M'lady." he says with a grin. "Yoink!" says the cat boy as he yanks the lollipop stick out of the sculptor's mouth and cracks it in half releasing the purple butterfly from earlier. The girl in the polka dot suit pushes you out of the way as she throws a yo-yo at the butterfly saying "Time to de-evilize!" You watch as the purple butterfly is caught inside her yo-yo and released as a white one. The purple liquid once again consumes the sculptor but turns him back to normal. Now you're REALLY confused.
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