Cat and Mouse (Miraculous Ladybug)

Chapter 8

You would think I would be used to Akuma attacks. Well, I sorta am, it's just I don't treat them as nothing. If they manage to disturb class, I use them to go out and just have fun I couldn't any other time. Sure I get weird looks from almost constantly carrying around roller skates, but it was worth it.

That day a swarm of pigeons shattered the windows of the classroom and forced everyone outside. Everyone else was running to get to some place safe. While I plopped down on the crub and switched my shoes for roller blades.

I was staring up at the Notre Dam, as I was stoghtly rocking back and froth on the wheels. It would be a shame if such a piece of art and history was damaged in any way.

A pigeon came and landed rogh I front of me. I squared down still keeping mind of my balance. "Hey buddy," I greeted it as it was watching me. "By chance we're you one that broke my class room's window?"

A loud soubd of cooing and flapping wings came from behind me. A swarm of pigeon flew around me, knocking me off balance and falling down on my face. At least I was already low enough where I didn't get injured.

I was quick to sit up, scared I had landed on the little buddy. Seems like he had joined the flock, and was gone from possibility of me falling atop of him.

"Coo! Coo! COOO!" a man in a brid costume shouted as he flapped his arms atop a flock of pigeons. That was more than likely the akumatised person. "You will rue the day that you didn't let pigeons inside."

I leaned back onto my arms, still just sitting on the sidewalk. "Are you okay?" I questioned. Didn't know who he was talking to, as it seemed like I was the only person around.

"More like, will you be okay?" he laughed, "No human shall ever be allowed in a building while I, Mr. Pigeon, can help it."

I could only assume what had happened to have this guy be akumatised. "Are your friends with pigeons?" I asked him.

"Of course!" Mr. Pigeon declared. "They are so much better than people."

I shrugged, wasn't much I could disagree with there. "Being selfish and extreme when it comes to how people treat pigeons, won't change how they see them," I pointed out, "You're using them as a force of terror, people will just think of them worse and worse."

Mr. Pigeon was watching me in silence. "Take a different approach, show the world how you see them. Not some sort of weapon."

In swung Ladybug and Chat Noir shortly followed after, ending our conversation.

- * -

I was rushing to a the pet store. I only ahd another half hour before Gorilla would bring Adrien back rom Piano, and Dad from leaving his office. I couldn't sneak cat litter in with prying eyes. I was sure I could with everything else but definitely not that. "Marcel?" I mumbled to myself, trying to think of a name for the cat.

I was impatiently waiting at a cross walk, waiting to signal I could cross. And old man with a Hawaiian shirt stood next to me, shaking with a cane in his hand. Something gave out and he started stumbling forward. I quickly reaches out and grabbed him before he could fall into traffic. "Thank you young lady," he said, bending over and picking up his cane.

"You just confirmed my belief." The old man stood up steiant and threw his cane up to rest it on his shoulder. "Come, I want to give you something."

He started walking down the sidewalk. I looked between him and the now green cross walk sign. The pet store was in the opposite direction. "Whatever you need can be gotten any other time, what I am offering you now is onky available now."

I looked around to find that besides the cars, there were no people around. "Ummm.... I'd prefer not to get killed and or kidnapped, so I'm just gonna not."

The old man softly chuckled. "I shall introduce myself then," he said, "I am called Master Fu. I am the gradian of the Miraculous."

I gave him a concerned look. Maybe I was dealing with a retirement home escapee. "The what now?" I questioned, may e going along with the delusion would help.

"The miraculous, the powerful jewels that bestow power to the wearer," he informed me, "The source of Ladybug's and Chat Noir's powers, and the object Hawk Moth is after."

I let out an exaggerated breath. "Dude u was in England until like two and a half months ago. And I don't pay attention to the superhero stuff," I informed him, "That stuffs better as fiction...." As I was talking I realized something.

I snapped all my attention to the old man, Master Fu. "You want to make me a superhero?" I asked, confused, amused, and surprised at the thought.

He gave me a knowing smirk. "Will you come with me now?" he questioned.

Instinctively I wanted to say yes but I knew better. "You could also just be a crazy old man."

"Wazz," the old man called out. A tiny floating, some thi g flew out to hover above his shoulder. I jumped at it's sudden appearance.

That definitely wasn't a normal thing, so he wasn't crazy. "You are aware you just said all of that out on an open Parisian street?" I questioned.

"We're the onky ones around," he reminded me, "But it won't be that way forever, let us go to somewhere private."

I let out a sigh of disbelief as I followed Master Fu through the streets. "I'm definitely not getting litter today," I decided.

- * -

"So let me get this all right," I sighed, after taking it all in. "Hawk Moth has a missing miraculous, possibly two. And you gave out the Ladybug and Black Cat miraculous tk try and get it back but Hawk Moth also wants them now. And recently they've been facing harder villian and they need help. And instead of needing to find some on the spot, you decided to give out another miraculous?" I summed up the entire conversation we just had in a single breath.

" Are you up for it? " Master Fu asked.

I shrugged, "I guess..."

Master Fu got up and I just watched him. He had sumhoe opened up the record player and brought out a box. He sat it before me on the floor and opened it, reveling all the compartments. "Then choose the one that calls to you."

I stared down at all the jewelry, trying to take it all on and figure out what did what. Ladybug and Chat Noir were a good team, and they just needed support. Why have one person, when you can have multiple. I reached down and grabbed the necklace of the mouse.

A bright ball shined infront of me. The light faded, revealing a similar looking creature to Wazz, but grey, and with mouse features. "Hello, I am Mullo the mouse kwami."

I knew my mouth was hanging open. "Huh, hi."