Dark Wings Rise

Her First Appearance

Yo, what does the title suggest?

Also, we await baby Bustier. So, Congratulations to Miss B!

Also, I am a normal, straight young woman, but the NYC special made me "KYAAAAAA!" really hard.

It had been a week since Lady Iris had her breakdown.

Chat had comforted her a huge deal.

She honestly was so happy to have him in her life!

Darkbug (almost wrote Hawkmoth- oops-) had been quite inactive for a while now. This worried her to no extent. She had been training relentlessly. Two hours each night with Chat, and then, she pretended to go home, making him retire for the night and ensuring his rest, then, returning back to the rooftop of the T.V station, (which she had made her permanent place of training) and practising for another hour or so.

It was an endlessly tiring orbit, she, however, took quite the pleasure in her late-night training sessions.

That is what she would like to believe though.

"Nooroo, I really don't want to do this today."

"If you don't, then you'll never be able to actually go out there and help Chat Noir. And besides, if you don't continue your training then no croissants for you for an entire week." Nooroo countered.

"Hmpf-" Marinette pouted.

"Come on, Marinette, stop acting like a child! Come on! Transform!"

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No!"

"No!"

"Yes! Wait- no! I meant no! Ugh! Curse you, Nooroo!"

Nooroo giggled excessively.

"Fine! Nooroo, Dark Wings, Rise!"

*

"Marinette Dupain Cheng." Miss Bustier called out the bluenette's name for roll call.

Silence.

"Marinette Dupain Cheng." She repeated.

Alya gently (very roughly) poked her best friend's elbow.

The latter drooling on her school bench.

"AGH! ALIVE!" Marinette shouted as she stood up on her feet quite... ungracefully.

"You're supposed to say 'present', Marinette. But I am glad to know that you are, uh, 'alive'. Keep being alive, I guess." Miss Bustier laughed.

Marinette flushed a deep red and sat back down, muttering tons of 'sorrys'.

"What happened, dudinette?" Nino turner around, addressing the clumsy bluenette with his own nickname for her.

"What do you mean 'what happened'? I am perfectly functional. Yep. Totally." She laughed sheepishly.

"I wouldn't bet on it," Alya said, then, sighing, gave Marinette some coffee in the cafeteria during their recess.

"Here." She said.

"Thanks, Al. I would be dead if you weren't here."

"No kidding."

"Have you seen Adrien around? He wasn't anywhere around in the class. And we had the same classes. Do you think something happened?" Marinette asked.