#i looked chloe up on pinterest the other day out of curiosity

[lohstandfound]

ignore this.

learning to shut up when i dont have anything new to say to the discussions my mutuals are having about the treatment of the female characters in this show and fandom

even though ive just gone ahead and rambled in the tags a bunch of bullshit

[presleepthoughts]

Purpose

Pairing: Beca Mitchell x Chloe Beale

A/N: Had this story on my computer for over two years now....slightly based on the movie “Hangman”.

Photo credit: Brandi Kitten from pinterest

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Balancing a tray of hot coffee, Detective Mitchell wobbled her way between the FBI station cubicles, already feeling annoyed in the early morning. She loved her job but getting up at 5 am in the crack of dawn wasn’t her idea of fun. The station was already buzzing with energy, employees starting their day just like her. She rounded the corner and maneuvered by an officer guiding a suspect away in handcuffs and pushed the door open to her office.

 The room was fairly empty, the walls painted a light shadow of brown. Her large desk was pushed back and stationed in front of the windows and like usual it was covered in file cases in unorganized piles. A light-colored couch was pushed against the wall, perfect replacement of her bed whenever it was necessary. Often times important cases demanded her attention and she couldn’t afford to waste hours to go home.  

 She rounded the desk and settled down in the black leather chair, pushing away some of the paperwork she hadn’t completed last night on her desk and sat down the tray. The cracking of the door hinges alerted her of a newcomer and she looked up only to see her partner, Jesse Swanson.

 “I would greet you with a good morning but I don’t think you would appreciate that.” His signature easy going smile made her shook her head. They have been partners for the last five years now and Beca trusted him with her life but if she was being honest, the kid could be a huge pain in her ass.

“Rough night?” He must’ve noticed her unenthusiastic expression as he inched his way inside the room, sitting down with a smile before her desk. “Is one of them for me?” He pointed with his finger and without waiting for an answer, leaned closer and stole one of the two coffees, tearing off the lid and sipping the beverage happily.

 Beca rolled her eyes. “Well, that was just rude. It could’ve been for somebody else, Swanson. Don’t be self-centered.” She smirked, showing him, she was messing around. She grabbed the other cup and took a generous snip and sighed, leaning back on her chair.

 “I was here ‘til two in the morning. Haven’t slept much.” She admitted as she closed her eyes just for a second. Beca knew that working for the FBI would come with its challenges but the continuous intensity of her job started to take a tool on her body. She had lost weight in the last couple of weeks and her mind was overwhelmed.

 Jesse raised his eyebrows curiously. “New case?”

 Beca shook her head as her jaw clenched. “No, just some paperwork I had to finish for the Johnson’s case. One more reason for me to hate that fucker.”

 Kevin Johnson was one of her biggest cases since joining the FBI five years ago. He was a teacher who got obsessed with one of his student and tried to kidnap the girl. On a late night, he climbed in through her window and drugged her, took her from her house and put her in the trunk of his car. Her parents notified the FBI and Beca was the first one who responded to the call. She tracked him down in Chicago, Illinois and rescued the girl, putting him away for life. All that happened a week ago.

 “He’s got what he deserved.” Jesse said. “The girl is safe and he’s going to rot in prison for the rest of his life. I mean, if the other inmates let him live for that long.” Jesse commented, crossing his arms across his chest. “Crimes involving children aren’t very popular, even in prison.”

 She nodded knowingly. “One more lunatic off the streets, at least.” She mumbled, grabbing some of the scattered files and trying to organize them neatly, stacking them into the drawer.

 Jesse let the conversation die down as drank his coffee while looking out the window over Beca’s shoulder. The weather was gloomy, grey skies gathering over their heads and Jesse wondered when it would rain. The comfortable silence was interrupted when one of the agents peeked his head through the door, addressing Beca.

 “Mitchell. Captain Posen wants you in her office right away.” He waited for her to nod and left the two of them alone.

 “What do you think she wants?” Jesse asked and Beca shrugged her shoulders.

 “No clue but I’m about to find out.” She pushed her chair away from the desk and stood up. “You’ll wait for me here?”

 Jesse shook his head. “I have some things to finish too. I’ll come by later. We can go to lunch?” He suggested, receiving a nod in reply as Beca left her office and made her way down the corridor.

 Five doors down, she reached a wooden door with a sign ‘Captain Aubrey Posen’ in bold, black letters placed on the surface. Beca knocked slightly and after hearing an invitation to come inside, she opened the door. The Captain’s shoulders were hunched over a file, not lifting her gaze to look at the detective, simply waving her hand in her direction, directing her to sit down on the available chair. Beca stepped inside, noticing another visitor with her back to her, sitting in one of the seats. Her bright red hair was falling in waves on her shoulder and she was wearing a brown leather jacket.

 “You wanted to see me?” Beca asked strongly, not taking the offered seat, opting to stand.

 Captain Posen finally lifted her gaze and looked at her with her eyebrows raised. “Yes. Detective Mitchell, meet Chloe Beale.”

 The redhead, now Beca knew to be Chloe, stood up and turned around. The first thing Beca acknowledged was her ocean blue eyes as she stood with her hand outstretched for a handshake. After a stunned second, she shook her hand firmly.

 “Ms. Beale here is a journalist from the Times magazine. From now on, she’ll be your new partner alongside with Detective Swanson. She’s partaking in an all access project to write an article about our station. Wherever you go, she goes.”

 Mitchell furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. The Captain wanted to partner her up with an untrained civilian, a journalist nevertheless who had no idea about the danger Beca and all the other officers faced daily. She shifted on her feet, scrunching up her nose in distaste. She didn’t know babysitting was a part of her job description.

 If the Captain noticed her reaction she didn’t show it as she turned her attention to the journalist. “Ms. Beale, I trust you can partake in this project and write your piece without interfering with my detectives and future cases, yes?” Her tone strong and hard, indicating she wasn’t messing around.

 Ms. Beale nodded seriously and replied. “Yes, Captain.”

 Despite her frustration of the situation, Beca’s eyes kept glancing at the journalist.  

 “Good.” Posen nodded sharply, looking at her detective and Beca snapped her eyes back to her. “You’ll do everything by protocol, just like always and make sure she’s unharmed. It’ll be like she’s not even there. Got it?”

 “Yes, Captain.” Beca replied confidently. The Captain dismissed them and as Beca guided Ms. Beale back to her office, she couldn’t help but wonder what was going to happen.

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 The door barely closed behind them before Ms. Beale started talking. “Thank you so much for agreeing to do this.” Beca rolled her eyes when her back was turned as she took her seat, motioning for Chloe to do the same.

Beca adjusted her blazer and crossed her arms across her midriff. “Captain Posen didn’t really give me a choice in the matter but you’re welcome.” She answered sarcastically. Her defense mechanism kicked into gear. It made her uneasy that she didn’t know her intentions. She was just a regular detective, she didn’t know why she was special enough to write about.

 Her negative answer stunned Chloe into an awkward silence as she glanced down at her notes in her lap. Beca clenched her jaw before she sighed in defeat. It was an order and there was nothing that she could do about the situations. Ms. Beale was only here to do her job and maybe if Beca helped her she would leave sooner.

 “The Captain said you’re writing an article.” She stated matter-of-factly and watched as Chloe glanced up in curiosity. “She never said anything specific. What exactly is it going to be about?”

 The first smile appeared on Ms. Beale’s face and Beca wondered why. “It’s about female detectives. I’d like to shed some light on how it feels like to be a woman in a dominantly male profession.” Her kind eyes lingered on Beca’s while she gently explained.

 Beca gazed back curiously. “Why aren’t you interviewing the Captain then? She’s the first female captain of the station in this town. She’s basically a walking legend. Why are you interested in me?”

 Chloe let her eyes roam over the detective, taking in her stormy blue eyes and hard, defensive expression. Despite her hard demeaner, Beca intrigued Chloe. The journalist learnt to always look behind the picture, dig deeper to found out the truth and she had a feeling Beca was more than what met the eye.

 “I already interviewed Captain Posen before you and I will dedicate an article for her. But she has a lot of responsibilities to take care of instead of going outside where the action is. I need somebody who’s out on the fields. I heard that’s you.” Her eyes looked deep into Beca’s and saw a slight change in her expression.  

 But before she could identify it Beca’s poker face emerged as she let her arms fall on the armrest of her chair.

 “A journalist job is to find stories worthy of being told.” Chloe stated and pulled her phone out of her pocket, boosting up the audio recorder app and placed it on the table between them. “I think yours is one of those stories.”

[bbwoulfc]

Newbies - Childhood AU

This was inspired by fanart from Pinterest and Tumblr.  Mainly Pinterest.

Summary: With Adrien busy gawking over the transformation, Félix heads to retrieve a practice epée sword.

“Now, show me what you’ve got, Chat Noir.”

Adrien looks over to see Félix in a fencing stance with a look of determination and challenging smirk. 

A grin forms on Adrien’s face full of eagerness and excitement.“With Pleasure.”

With a shaky breath, Marinette calms herself and takes a deep breath. “Okay. I can do this.”

“You can do this.” Said Bridgette. 

Marinette looks over to see Bridgette giving her a supportive smile. Feeling slightly more determined, Marinette looks back at Tikki. 

With a nervous smile, she calls on her transformation.“Tikki, spots on!”

*Sequel continuation from Intertwined with Destiny*

Chapter One

Today was the day.

Today was the day that Felix and Bridgette were going to pass down their miraculous to their successors.  Adrien and Marinette.

For Felix and Bridgette, it was going to be liberating.  Not saying they didn’t enjoy their years as Ladybug and Chat Noir.  It just wasn’t what they wanted to do with their lives.

They both were twenty.  Felix and Bridgette had their own plans for their future and it didn’t consist being Chat Noir and Ladybug.  The two were now in university where Felix was pursuing a degree in business to join his father with the Agreste fashion empire.  He was lucky enough to avoid modeling for his father and take the interest behind the lines towards the business side.  Though it didn’t prevent Adrien from avoiding the modeling life.  His younger brother was forced into the role as model to help sell the Agreste brand.  Felix knew Adrien wasn’t the biggest fan of modeling but he knew his brother was willing to help the family business.  As for Bridgette, well, Felix got lucky that she was pursuing a business degree as well.  With artistic skills like her younger cousin, Marinette, Bridgette was aiming towards business marketing.  Together they planned to work for Agreste.  Felix would handle the business side and Bridgette would handle the marketing side.  It felt like the perfect decision.

Even now, Felix and Bridgette had their own place not far from his Agreste family home.  It felt like home and he finally gets to spend all his time with his girlfriend.  It took a year to convince his father but thankfully he eventually won him over.  Now he has a more positive and welcoming life with his beloved.

But now, he and Bridgette will finally be passing down the ladybug earrings and black cat ring to their rightful chosens.  Oh how Felix is slightly nervous.

“Are you alright, Felix?”  Came Bridgette’s voice.

Felix was sitting on their couch, his head resting in one hand as his index finger taps against his chin.  He looked a little restless according to Bridgette, but she knew her boyfriend.  She knew he was just worried about his brother getting the miraculous and dealing with the responsibilities.  Though they both knew Adrien needed Plagg.  The kwami will be able to allow Adrien to have the freedom he needs to be himself.  Plus, he also had Marinette.  With those two, and each other, Adrien and Marinette will be just fine.

Stopping the tapping, Felix’s gaze moves up to see Bridgette standing beside him, looking down as she offers him a warming smile.  Eyes glistening with care and love like she’s always possessed since they first met.

“I’m doing fine.  Maybe a little worried about Adrien and Marinette taking the miraculouses, though I know they’ll do great.  I don’t know.  Maybe it’s more that he’ll be alone now in that house knowing that I’m no longing there.”  Came Felix’s reply.  A little doubt gliding within in his eyes.

Moving around her boyfriend, Bridgette sis beside Felix and lays a comforting hand on his knee, rubbing soothing circles above the top of knee and thigh area as she looks at Felix.

“Fe, I know you care about Adrien, but there’s nothing you need to worry about.  You’re a great brother and that says a lot.  But I promise you everything will be fine.  Adrien won’t be alone.  He’ll always have you and me, but most importantly, he’ll have Marinette with him along every step of the way.  Like Master Fu said, let them learn and help each other.  If they ever need help, they’ll come to us.  Plus, it doesn’t mean we can’t visit them.”

Felix looks over to see Bridgette’s radiating smile.  He might have grown to be rather stoic in front of others and in public, but he could always count on his girlfriend to lighten his mood.  With her confidence, Felix lets a calming smile reflect on his lips towards her.  If there was anyone he believed that all would turn out positive, it was Bridgette.

“Now, let’s head back to bed.”  Said Bridgette.

“But it’s already 5:30am.”  Replied Felix and raising a brow.

“Yea and that’s too early.  We’re not confronting the two until lunch time.  So we’re going back to bed for another two or three hours before we start our day.”  Bridgette was not leaving any room for further argument.

With a smirk and nod, Felix replies, “Very well, my queen.”

                                                     *****

Summer was over and the day finally arrived announcing the beginning of the new school year.  It was the year that Marinette was dreading.  Okay, maybe not dreading.  Just dreading to the thought that she might be stuck with the nuisance of having Chloe in her class.  Marinette rather have another week or so of summer to hang out with Adrien.  At least that’d be one positive she’d look forward.  Any chance of hanging out with her crush would be better than dealing with Chloe.

Hearing her alarm set off, Marinette groaned in annoyance.  She was not ready for the day to begin.  The softness and coziness of her bed was calling her mind and body to crumble back to sleep.  A few more minutes wouldn’t hurt, she thought.  It’s not like she has to go far to reach school in time anyways.

Laying her head back against her pillows, Marinette grabs her blanket and pulls in over her body, covering her head as well.  The sun was bright from where it was casting off her trap door leading to her balcony.  She wanted some darkness as she tried to sleep a little longer.

“Marinette!  You need to get up!”

Her mother’s voice penetrated through the morning silence that hovered throughout her bedroom.  Of course going back to gain a few more minutes of sleep were too good to be true.

With a grumble and groan, Marinette pushed her covers aside.  “Alright, maman.”  Releasing a huff of breath and another groan.

Well, might as well head down and eat breakfast.      

Throwing the bed covers off, she slides to the edge of her bed and stands up, walking over to her lofts stairs and descends, reaching the lower part of her bedroom walking towards the trap door.

Lifting the door open, Marinette descends the stairs to the main house level towards the living space.  Raising her hand towards her mouth, she releases a long yawn and greets her mother.  “Morning maman.”

“Morning, sweetie.”  Responded her mother.

“Morning, Marinette!”  Greeted a welcoming and familiar voice.

Marinette screeches in her steps.  Turning around from the staircase, she turns her head towards the dining table with wide eyes as she sees a familiar boy sitting with the biggest grin on his face.  A familiar blond green eyed boy.  The same boy she’s known since they were kids.

Like a ray of sunshine, Marinette sees Adrien sitting at her family’s dining table with a plate of food looking at her with that damn gorgeous smile of his.

Even though all of that was a lovely sight to see, the only thought that really took Marinette by surprise is Adrien being in her house.  Why is he in my house?!  Seriously, it’s not like he hasn’t been to her house but of all days and time, why was he here this early.  Why was he here period?!

“What are you doing here?”  Marinette was very curious.

She didn’t think Adrien’s smile could grow bigger than it already was.  The gleam that glistened in his eyes told that something very good was the cause of it.

“Oh my god, Marinette.  It’s the best day of my life!  Guess what Félix managed to convince my father and Natalie to do?!”

With a chuckle, she looks at him, brow raised in curiosity.  “I don’t know, what?”

“I’m finally going to school!  Your school.  Isn’t that awesome!”

Okay, Marinette had to be honest.  That was the last thing she ever expected.  But oh my god was she excited.

Adrien laughed at Marinette’s stunned expression.  He found it adorable seeing her eyes wide with shock and mouth agape.  Then again he found everything about her adorable.   He could look at her every minute he if was given the opportunity.

“No way!  Are you serious?”  Marinette rushed over towards the dining table, taking the seat across from Adrien as she prepares herself a bowl of cereal.

“Of course I am, Mari.  I don’t know how Félix managed it, but I’m officially a student at Collége Françoise Dupont.  This will be so thrilling.  We have to make sure we sit next to each other!”  Adrien clearly was beaming.  Marinette hasn't seen a kid so excited for school before like Adrien.

“This is amazing.  I think you just made my day.  I was dreading going to school today.  Now knowing you’ll be there I think I’ll be able to bear it.”  Marinette felt relieved.  She was going to have a friend with her and that friend was one Adrien Agreste.  This moment couldn’t get better.

“Oh and I love those pajamas you’re wearing.  They’re so adorable.”  Adrien broke through Marinette’s thoughts.  However, that wasn’t what she needed as the moment was broken.

Looking down at herself, Marinette clearly saw her pink and white pajamas that she was in fact wearing.  And worst, Adrien is sitting in front of her and clearly has an overall view of her and her pajamas.  She wished she could just die right now.  Let a hole appear in the ground and claim her.  Swallow her from this embarrassing moment.

She has never felt embarrassed this much in her entire life.  Marinette badly wants to sink down into her chair and never resurface.  Why of all days did Adrien have to be in her home when she’s not properly dressed?

“Oh my god!”  Marinette jumped out of the chair and ran up the stairs to her attic bedroom in a white and pink blur.

Blinking, Adrien watched Marinette’s retreating form and looked back at his plate.

Raising a brow, Adrien looked up to Sabine.  “Did I say something, Sabine?”

A worried look took over Adrien’s features wondering if he did something wrong.  Last thing he’d ever want to do is end up doing something wrong to Marinette.  He wouldn’t know how to feel if he hurt his crush.

“Don’t worry, Adrien.  Marinette I’m sure wasn’t expecting to have a friend over while in pajamas.”  Sabine gave Adrien a relaxed smile.

Adrien quirked a brow, “What?  It’s not like I haven’t seen her in her pajamas before.”

“I know, but that was when you two were a little younger.  You two are fifteen, so I’m sure it’s a little different now than it was back then.”

Adrien’s face flushes red, “Oh.”  Looking away from Sabine, Adrien goes back to eating his breakfast provided by Sabine and patiently waits for Marinette to return.

After a few minutes, Marinette returned downstairs dressed for school with her pink school bag around her shoulder.  No longer embarrassed being in pajamas in front of Adrien, she grabbed a bowl and milk for cereal.  Other than glad to know Adrien will be with her in school, Marinette hopes the day will get better from this little moment of her life.

                                                         *****

After breakfast, Marinette and Adrien walked down the stairs of the apartment and into the bakery to see her father and mother baking the varieties of goods for the day.

Coming from the back of the bakery of the kitchen to the front of the store, dressed with a white apron holding a small box of fresh macaroons.

“Morning Papa.”  Greeted Marinette.

“There’s my little girl.  Got a fresh batch of macaroons for you and your class.  Nothing beats the first day than some freshly baked goods to brighten your day!”

“They look amazing papa!  Thank you!”  Marinette jumped in excitement and wrapped her father in a hug.

“Technically I should thank you and your amazing art skills.  The new logo design you did turn out amazing.”

“It was nothing, papa.  I’m glad you and maman liked it.”

Giving his daughter another hug, Tom looks beside him to greet the other.  “Morning, Adrien.”

“Morning, Tom.”  Adrien walks forwards and stops beside Marinette, gazing at the delectable fresh macaroons.  The smell was mouthwatering.  When it came to Tom and Sabine’s food, Adrien could eat them till he passed out.  But then again, he’ll never know when he has a model’s diet to pertain.  Then again, one or two couldn’t hurt.

Reaching his hand up, Adrien hovers over the macaroons when Marinette sees Adrien’s movement.

Looking at his hand, Marinette raises her own and slaps Adrien’s hand away.  The blond boy retracts his hand with a small yelp.

“Don’t even think about it, Adrien.”  Scolded Marinette.

Adrien whimpers and offers her puppy eyes, “Aw come on, Mari.  They look and smell delicious.  Please?  Just one.”

“When we get to school.  You can hold off till then.”

Adrien grumbles as he crossed his arms, submitting to Marinette’s whims.

“Alright now.  You kids need to get going.  Have fun at school.”  Sabine spoke up from near the back of the counter.

Giving the two adults a nod, Marinette and Adrien head out of the bakery and towards the school.

                                                       *****

Entering the classroom, Adrien and Marinette look around to see students sitting at desks.  For Marinette, all students she’s known were sitting in the same seats from the previous years.  However, she noticed Nino sitting in the front desk nearest to the door.

Looking over to the other side of the class, she noticed a new student, a girl with reddish brown hair.  She was sitting alone and busy on her phone.

Maybe they can be friends.

Marinette walked over and stood in front of the student.  “Hi.  You must be new here.  My names Marinette.”

The girl looks up from her phone to see Marinette looking at her with a bright smile.  Blinking, the new girl sets her phone down and offers her hand and smiles.  “Alya Cesaire.  It’s nice to meet you, Marinette.”

“I noticed you were sitting by yourself.  Wanted to know if you would like to sit with me.”

“Sure.  Thanks.”  Alya grabbed her bag and sat up from the desk and followed Marinette to the other side.

Reaching the other side, Marinette and Alya took the second row above Nino.

“Adrien, why don’t you sit with Nino.”  Adrien smiles and nods and moves to sit beside Nino.  “Alya, Nino, I’d like you to my best friend, Adrien.  We’ve known each other since we were kids.  Adrien’s new as well.”  Continued Marinette.

Nino look at Adrien and offers his hand to the blond.  “Sounds like you need some friends, dude.  And any friend of Marinette is a friend of mine.  Like Mari said, name’s Nino.”

A brighten glow runs through Adrien’s face as a smile takes over and shakes Nino’s hand.  “Nice to meet you, Nino.”

“And just to make sure we meet everyone; this is Alya.” Marinette gestures her hand to Alya.

Alya simply smiles and waves to the boys.

“And to start off this new friendship, let’s begin it with a share of ma-”

“ADRIKINS!!!”  A loud high feminine voice echoed through the classroom as all four and the other classmates cringe.  “Is that you?!”

Adrien turns around fully and stares at Marinette, his pupils small and brows mid high as he looks at her pleadingly.  “Mari!  Oh my god, help me, please!”  He whispered hissed to her.  His hands were gripping the edge of her desk.

Marinette looks at Adrien and can see the pleading and suffering to come as her gaze looks up in time to see a blur of yellow.

From behind, Chloe wraps her arms around Adrien and embraces him in a tightening grip.  As for Adrien, it didn’t feel much like a hug if he had the ability to offer an opinion.

Desperately, Adrien tries to remove the deathly grip from his other childhood friend.  Well, forced childhood friend.

“Hey, Chlo.”  Adrien huffed out from the available airway that wasn’t being trapped from the grip of Chloe’s arms.

“Chloe, release Adrien.”

Chloe halted her attack and looked up to see Marinette.  A smirk curves on the mayor’s daughter.

“Oh, it’s you.  Marinette Dupain-Cheng.”  Her tone was very much said with venom.  That Marinette definitely didn’t miss.

Chloe releases Adrien and walks up until she towered over Marinette’s sitting form.  “Let’s make this easy, Dupain-Cheng.  I’m going to sit here and you and miss new girl can move along over there in the front row.”

“Excuse me.”  Seethed Alya from behind Marinette.

“Chloe, I’ve always sat in this spot.  You know that.”  Marinette’s brows furrowed downward.  Her frustration slowly rising.  She may not be strong or secure in some things, but there’s only so much that Marinette can take before it gets too much.

Truth be told, Marinette didn’t have close friends even if she knew everyone in her class, but as for close friends, she only ever had Adrien.  Now that she added Alya and Nino, and even better now having Adrien, what’s stopping her.

“Yes, but now that Adrien is here, I will sit behind him.  Now move.”  Chloe continued to stare as a smirk played on her lips.

“Chloe.  I want Marinette there.  You and Sabrina can sit in the front row over there.”

Chloe turned to see Adrien looking at her and pointing to the front row across from him and Nino.  Adrien’s brow’s furrowed with a sign of frustration seeing Chloe treating Marinette rudely.

Opening her mouth to argue back, Chloe was interrupted when the teacher entered the room.

“Good morning students.  For those who don’t know me my name is Ms. Bustier.  If you’ll please take a seat so we can begin class.”

Giving a huff, Chloe spins on her heels and walks down the steps and heads over to the front row near the windows, Sabrina following close behind.  Once Chloe was out of ear shot, Adrien and Marinette released a breath of relief.  Adrien’s body easing from the tension.

“Your friends with Chloe?”  Nino asked Adrien.

“Yea, well kinda.  My father and her father have business together a few times and introduced us when I was younger.  I know she’s not perfect, but I can only tolerate her for so long.  That’s the reason why I hang out with Mari the most.  At least as much as I possibly can.”

“Bro, I’m going to have to make sure I rescue you.  Dude, we are going to make sure we make bro time.”

Adrien liked the idea of finally having a guy friend.  Plus, looks like Marinette has a new friend for girl time.

“I almost forgot.”  Came Marinette’s voice.

All three turn to look at Marinette before class officially began.  Marinette opened the small box of macaroons and handed a macaroon to Alya, Nino, and Adrien.  “To friendship.”

“To friendship.”  Alya, Nino, and Adrien echoed.

“Amazing, Marinette.  Just like you.”  Adrien said, still savoring the macaroon.

A blush grazes over Marinette’s face, gathering the attention of Alya as her brow raises and a smirk playing on her lips.  Marinette sees Alya’s expression and stiffens seeing the knowing smirk.  Alya glances back at Adrien, the boy not even paying attention, and glances back at Marinette.  She wiggles her eyebrows at Marinette as her smirk turns into a grin.  Marinette releases a semi fake cough and eats a macaroon as the teacher calls for everyone’s attention.  Thankful, Marinette relaxed as she felt saved by the teacher from any possible questioning from Alya.

                                                        *****

During class, Adrien’s phone silently vibrates in his pocket.  Glancing up to the teacher, Ms. Bustier’s back was towards them, he reached for his phone.  Checking the screen, he sees a text from Félix.

From: Félix

To: Adrien

At lunch, please come home.  I’ll be in the study waiting.  I’d like to talk to you.

Blinking at the text, Adrien responded back to Felix, agreeing to head home for lunch, curious about what his brother wanted to talk about.  Though, Adrien’s excited to see his brother again.  It’s been a little lonely without him home anymore, but at least he still gets to see him.

                                                      *****

Walking through the front door, Félix heads up the stairs towards the study.  It won’t be long before he passes on a new life to Adrien.

Taking a deep breath, Félix uses the time he has left to relax and calm himself before meeting with Adrien.  This is going to be a huge change, not just in his life, but his brother’s as well.  He just hopes Adrien can handle it.

                                                      *****

Looking down at his watch, Felix stands in the study as he waits for Adrien to arrive home.  Any minute now everything will change.  But change for the better.

As the father clock stroke noon, Félix heard the front door to the house open and footsteps echoing off the openness of the large home.  He looks out the window towards the city of Paris awaiting for his brother.  Within a minute, he can hear Adrien enter the study, thankfully alone.

“Hey Félix!”  Adrien greeted with happiness etched in his words.

“How was your first day of morning classes so far?”

“Amazing!  I get to be with Mari and a met some new friends.  It’s awesome.  Thank you for doing this.”

“You’re welcome, Adrien.  However, there is a reason why I asked you to come home.”

“Okay.  Is everything okay?”  Adrien was curious, but when his older brother started acting serious, than he was being serious for real.

“If you wish to remain in public school, you’ll have to do me a favor.  Could you do that?”

“Of course!  Anything.”

“Do you remember our discussion about Chat Noir a while back?”

“Yea.  One of the two best heroes in Paris.  What about them?”

A small silence spread between them.  Only shortly, though Félix still looked out the study’s window.

“Would you still want to be Chat Noir if given the chance?”

“Absolutely.”

Félix turns to look at Adrien.  He looks over and gives him a smile that Adrien rarely sees on his older brother.  A smile of relief and excitement.  One of gratitude and life.

“Then, I would like you to meet Plagg.  Plagg, please come out.”

At the mention of his name, the kwami flies out from his hiding spot and floats in front of Adrien.

“Hey kid.”  Plagg greets Adrien with a smirk.

Adrien looks at the kwami with awe, eyes wide at the mysterious creature.  Looking at the cat creature in curiosity, Adrien starts gathering the clues until his eyes blow wider and spin to look at Félix grinning.

“Oh my God.  Oh my God!  You’re Chat Noir.  My brother is Chat Noir.”

A chuckle emitting from Félix.  “Was Chat Noir.”

Adrien’s giddiness comes to a halt as he looks at his brother.  “Was?  What do you mean?”

“I’m retiring Adrien.  I’m passing down my duties and role to you.  I had fun while it lasted, but I never really wanted it.  So I figured, who better to be suited for the role than my dorky carefree younger brother.”

Breathless, that’s how Adrien felt.  He couldn’t believe that he was going to be Chat Noir.  This was a dream come true.  He’ll get to have a secret life, a life of freedom to be who he wants to be.

“This is the coolest moment of my life.  So if you’re retiring, does that mean Ladybug is as well?”

Félix gives a nod, informing his question as a yes.

“Then do you know who the new Ladybug will be?”

“Your soulmate?  Of course.”

“My soulmate?”

“Ladybug and Chat Noir are soulmates.  Two halves of a whole.  They are destined to be with each other.  Two souls that complete the other.”

Ladybug and Chat Noir are soulmates.  What about Marinette?  He loves her.  Of course, he hasn’t told her yet, but he really wants to be with her.

“Does that mean I can’t be with Marinette?”  Asked Adrien, a sense of sorrow overtaking him.

“I never said that.”  Félix gives Adrien a smirk, a glint in his eyes.

Adrien couldn’t understand and began thinking everything he knew about his brother.  Félix was Chat Noir, and Ladybug and Chat Noir are destined to be soulmates.  Félix is dating Bridgette which means…

“Bridgette was Ladybug.”  The revelation hitting Adrien.  “That means she’s planning on passing down Ladybug to Marinette!”  Adrien says with hope.

Félix’s smile only grows as he looks on at his brother.  “I guess you’ll just have to wait and find out.”

Walking over to Adrien, Félix slips of the silver ring that was on his right ring finger and hands it over to Adrien.

“Place this ring on your right ring finger.”  Adrien does as he’s told and places the silver ring on his right hand.  He watches in amazement as the ring forms and resizes to the size of his own finger.  “This is your miraculous.  It’s what allows you your powers when you and Plagg combine.  You become stronger but doesn’t mean you’re completely invincible.  Your special power is called Cataclysm which allows you to destroy whatever you touch, but you’ll need to be careful on how you use it.  Once you use it you will only have five minutes before you de-transform.  For your weapon you’ll have your baton that extends and divides into two smaller pieces if need be.  And lastly, to transform, all you have to do is call out ‘claws out’.  Keep your identity safe only letting your Ladybug know who you are for the time being.”

“And you and Bridgette.”  Added Adrien.

“Yes, us too.”  Félix moves back away from Adrien.  “Now why don’t you give this a go?”

Nodding with eagerness, Adrien shouts, “Plagg, Claws Out!”

In a burst of green electricity, Adrien becomes covered in a leather like based suit with mask, cat ears, and leather belt tail, and a golden bell.  His blond hair pushed and splayed out, longer as well, similar to Felix’s but not as crazy.

“Your suit is different from mine.  It suits you.  Oh look, you even have an adorable bell.”  Félix stated as he circled Adrien to check out the suits difference.

“Thanks, Félix.”  Adrien responds, glancing over his magic suit, reaching over and inspecting his baton.

With Adrien busy gawking over the transformation, Félix heads to retrieve a practice epée sword.

“Now, show me what you’ve got, Chat Noir.”

Adrien looks over to see Félix in a fencing stance with a look of determination and challenging smirk.  A grin forms on Adrien’s face full of eagerness and excitement.

“With Pleasure.”

                                                     *****

With lunch time, Marinette said goodbye to Alya and Nino as the two headed home for lunch.  After Adrien informed that he had to head home to meet Felix, she went ahead and walked her way home as well.

Marinette greets her parents in the bakery and walks up to her to her room.  Reaching the main level and walking up the stairs to her attic bedroom, Marinette becomes surprised to find Bridgette in her room looking out her window.

“Hey, Bridgette.”

Her cousin turns around to greet her.  “Hello, Mari.”

“What are you doing here?  I didn’t know you were coming to visit.”

“Well, I have a surprise for you.”

“Oh?”  A smile forms on Marinette’s face.  “Okay.  What did you get?”

“Do you remember our discussion about Ladybug and Chat Noir a while back?”

“Yes.”

“Good.  I would like you to meet someone.”

Blinking, Marinette is curious on who Bridgette brought over for her to meet.  She doesn’t recall seeing any one else in the house when she made her way to her room.  Watching as her cousin opened her purse, Marinette watched a little red creature fly out.

In dignity, Marinette freaked out and let loose a shriek.

“What is that?!  A bug?!  A mouse?!  A bug-mouse?!”

“It’s okay, I’m your friend Marinette!”  The red creature greeted in hopes to calm the girl down.

“It talks!”  Marinette jumps back further as she clutches one of her loft’s wooden beams.

“Marinette, calm down.”  Said Bridgette.  “This is Tikki, she’s a kwami, the Ladybug kwami.”

Ladybug.  Marinette looks at the kwami and her cousin, moving her gaze back and forth between the two until the facts began forming in front of her.

“You were Ladybug?!”

“Affirmative.”

“Why are you telling me now and not before?”  Asked Marinette.

“I wasn’t sure how you would react if I told you earlier, as you can see how you reacted just now.”  Marinette’s cheeks burn red from embarrassment.  “It’s okay, don’t beat yourself up.  The reason why I’m telling you is because I’m retiring.  I no longer wish to be Ladybug and now am passing on the duties and role to you.”

“Me?  Why me?”

“Because there is no one else I believe who deserves to be Ladybug more than you, Mari.  You were destined for this role.  Even Tikki and the Guardian of the miraculous believe it as well.  Besides, the Guardian chose you to be the chosen one.  You and your Chat Noir.”  Bridgette removes the Ladybug earrings and hands them over to Marinette.

Cupping her hands together, Marinette receives the earrings.

“As Ladybug you will work with your partner, Chat Noir.  Your other half and soulmate.  The two of you will protect Paris like me and my partner previously had.”

Soulmate?

“My soulmate?  Chat Noir is my soulmate?”

“Yes.  Well, the person behind the mask.”  Bridgette said with a smile.

Hearing that, Marinette’s mood faltered to sadness.  This was easily visible to Bridgette and Tikki.

“Mari, what’s wrong?”

“You said that the person who’s Chat Noir is my soulmate.  Which means…Adrien and I won’t have a chance to end up together.”  It hurt for Marinette to feel that she wouldn’t end up with her childhood best friend.  She really loved him and hoped to confess her feelings one day.

“Oh Marinette.”  Marinette snaps out of her thoughts and looks back at Bridgette.  “Who’s to say that you and Adrien won’t be together?  Look at Félix and me.  We ended up together and are soulmates to the end.”

Well of course Bridgette and Félix ended up together.  They’ve been interested in each other for years and started dating when they were fifteen along with the first appearance of Ladybug and…

Wait.

Marinette’s brows knit together as she thinks over all the clues and looks back up to Bridgette, noticing the smile beaming off of her face.

“Félix was Chat Noir wasn’t he?”

“What can I say.  He’s not as stiff as people make him out to be.  He’s got a light side to him that is absolutely attractive.”

“Does that mean Felix plans on passing down Chat Noir to Adrien?”  Marinette’s voice sounding hopeful.

Bridgette shrugs her shoulders, her smile remaining on her lips.

“I guess you’ll just have to wait and find out.  As long as you’re willing to accept the role?”

Looking at the earrings in her palms, a smile etches its way on her lips as she places her new earrings on each earlobe.

Tikki jerks in excitement and flies over to Marinette.  “I’m excited to have you as my Ladybug, Marinette.  You’re going to be amazing.  I know it.”

Marinette smiles at the encouragement and belief from Tikki.  “Thank you, Tikki.”

Bridgette moves forward until she’s standing in front of Marinette, “So?  Ready to go for a spin?”

Marinette nods her head.

“Excellent.  Before you go I need to give you a brief knowledge on everything.  To begin, Tikki is your kwami.  She’s the one that allows you to transform into Ladybug when you say ‘spots on’.  Your suit will protect you and make you stronger.  However, that doesn’t mean you’re invincible, so be careful.  Your weapon is your yo-yo that allows you to swing around Paris.  Your special power is Lucky Charm.  I haven’t had much reason to use it expect fix damage that Chat Noir’ cataclysm effected.  Once you use your Lucky Charm you only have five minutes left before you de-transform.  Other than that, it’ll be a learning experience.”

“There is one other fact.”  Spoke Tikki.  “As Ladybug, we are the only one who can purify and cleanse negative corrupted energy.  So far there hasn’t been a need for it but it’s good to know just in case.”

“Okay, I think I understand.”  Responded Marinette.  “I think I’m ready for a test run.”

As Marinette prepares to call on the transformation, a vibration rocks through the streets.  Marinette and Bridgette grab the wooden beams of her loft to sturdy themselves.  When the shock ends, both thought all was good until they heard a deep voice shout coming from the location of the school.

“KIM!!!”    

What on earth was that?!  Marinette’s mind buzzing.

“Sounds like Ladybug and Chat Noir is needed.  You should go, Mari.”  Spoke Bridgette.

Letting go of the wooden beams, Marinette looks over at Tikki.

With a shaky breath, Marinette calms herself and takes a deep breath.  “Okay.  I can do this.”

“You can do this.”  Said Bridgette.  Marinette looks over to see Bridgette giving her a supportive smile.

Feeling supportive and slightly more determined, Marinette looks back at Tikki.  With a nervous smile, she calls on her transformation.

“Tikki, spots on!”