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Talk it Out || Elizabeth & Nino
Hanahaki Starter for @theprincessrises
This life was shit. Nino had this stupid flower disease for a couple days now and he just wanted everything to stop. Why was this happening to him? What horrible thing did he do? He was a great friend, he was a good hero, and he never hurt anyone. So why was he constantly suffering with throwing up petals.
This darkened Nino’s mood to the point that he was holed up in his room rather than hanging out with Adrien or working on his set lists. This was not good and was not normal for him.
He decided to walk around the city for a moment to try and clear his head.
He was muttering to himself, “This is hell on Earth. Why in the hell is this happening to me-” a rough cough racked his body and a trio of teal, brown, and yellow petals appeared in his hands, “...I hate living...”
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❣️ VALENTINES INTERACTIONS !
send one of these in to see my muse’s reaction ( add “ +reverse” for my muse to do the action to yours ) !
[ be my valentine ] to ask my muse to be your muse’s valentine.
[ ring in a box ] to propose to my muse.
[ box of chocolates ] to give my muse a box of chocolates.
[ romantic song ] to serenade my muse with a romantic song.
[ flowers ] to hand my muse a bouquet of their favourite flowers.
[ smooches ] to kiss my muse on the lips.
[ cheek kiss ] to kiss my muse on the cheek.
[ lingerie ] to gift my muse sexy lingerie.
[ dinner ] to ask my muse out to a fancy dinner.
[ breakfast ] to surprise my muse with breakfast in bed.
[ confession ] to confess romantic feelings to my muse.
[ love letter ] to give my muse a love letter.
[ chefs kiss ] to cook my muse their favourite meal.
[ oversized teddy ] to gift my muse a giant teddy bear.
[ cheesy ] to tell my muse a cheesy pickup line ( bonus if you include the line ).
[ chocolate strawberries ] to gift my muse chocolate covered strawberries.
[ rom com ] to have a rom com movie marathon with my muse.
[ jealousy ] to get jealous that my muse has a different valentine.
[ bake off ] to challenge my muse to a heart-shaped cake bake off.
[ slow dance ] to slow dance with my muse.
[ bubble bath ] to soak in a warm bubble bath with my muse.
[ rose petals ] to throw a handful of rose petals over my muse.
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The boy’s curt attitude could be admirable, but Chloe didn’t have time to dawdle over a boy that was throwing a silent tantrum. “Well excuse me for not understanding how it works. Sorry that I’m not a professional with a PhD,” he snapped back at him, hand racing for her hip as she looked him up and down.
Chloe cringed upon seeing the sickness, clutching her purse closer to her body as she tried her hardest to move through the wooden door and hide from the boy and his dilemma. “Oh god, that’s revolting. At least put them into a tissue!”
The girl licked her lips as she stared at the boy. Her eyes fell to the ground. She feigned a bitter smile. “I guess you don’t know as much about me as you think. And the same can be said about me for you.” Lithe fingers tightened around the keys in her grasp, jiggling them as she tried to find the words to say.
“Listen, Nino. Do you want to come inside,” she offered. Chloe returned her gaze to the male. “I don’t really want you puking in the hallway or anything like that. And you’ll worry Adrien,” she retorted, her short comments probably coming across as rude. “I can make tea… It might help your stomach… Or something like that.”
This...was a change. As far as Nino knew Chloe didn’t have a single nice bone in her body and didn’t even look twice at him but now here they were: Nino snapping at Chloe in anger and agitation and Chloe offering for him to come over and have tea...was this real life? Was this actually happening. Nino actually pinched himself to see if he was dreaming...nope. He wasn’t dreaming. He probably shouldn’t waste this change and...it was nice to see that Chloe might be changing while they were in Wonderland.
Managing a small smile, “I...I would like that actually.”
Nino took a second to reflect on what she said to him while they entered her apartment. She was right, he really didn’t know much about Chloe personally but at the same time a part of him didn’t want to get closer to her; the opposite was true for Chloe: she really didn’t know much about Nino...was it time to change that?
Nino looked around the apartment and saw a couch and made his way over and sat down. An awkward energy was surrounding Nino which meant that his mood was probably returning to a normal-ish level as of right now.
“..s-so...what kind of teas do ya have?”
♚ Things Unsaid
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♚ starter for @shell-shield
It seemed that every person that crossed Chloe’s path was contaminated by the foreign disease that Wonderland had broadcast earlier in the week. The sight of the sickly people, burping up leaves and crying over regurgitated petals, caused the girl’s own stomach to churn. It was disgusting to know that this was real and that this ridiculous sickness was infecting so many people.
For once around this cutesy Hallmark holiday, the little girl was thankful that she hadn’t fallen under the ‘love curse’ that plagued many people. Puking daisies just wasn’t a good look for her.
The blonde dug through her bag as she searched for her apartment’s keys, sifting between various make-up brushes and bright lip glosses. Perfectly plucked brows narrowed as she plunged her hand further into the purse. Where are you?
Upon hearing footsteps, she glanced through her peripheral vision and saw Nino Lahiffe walking down the hallway. Of course. She rolled her eyes as she resumed her search. “Hi, Nino,” she greeted. “You steering clear of this Hanahaki disease so my dear Adrikins doesn’t catch it?”
Life was hell. That’s all Nino could think for the last couple of days since he started to spit out petals from his mouth. The paranoia and confusion that filled his head never left as he knew for a fact that him and Alya already confessed to each other so there’d be no way in hell that that was the cause...was there something he was missing?
Nino was about to enter his sanctuary for the night when a familiar voice clawed its way into his ears: Chloe was talking to him.
Nino’s entire mood had been in a darker shade as of late so hearing Chloe showing fake concern for him in order to make sure that Adrien was okay just darkened it, “Oh yeah, because that’s totally how Hanahaki works Chloe.” The shortness of his tone was evident but he didn’t care at the moment.
But as soon as he finished his sentence he felt more petals come up and he couldn’t stop them from coming out. Turning away from Chloe he quickly spat out the petals but this time the coloration confused him: usually there’d be an even mix of blue and yellow...but this time it was entirely yellow. A scary thought quickly raced through his mind that he was actually in love with Chloe but the familiar churning of his stomach told him otherwise.
Turning back to Chloe, “And no, somehow a week ago I started to spit out petals but thanks for your concern. And what about you? You seem to be so infatuated with Adrien that I thought you’d be patient zero.” Nino didn’t like to get snappy but Chloe was one of the few people who got under his skin and this time Marinette nor Alya were here to act first.
♚ Things Unsaid
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It was actually kinda funny.
Son Goku turned to let her charge know that it was a-okay when the nerdy lookin’ guy–aw, he’s got dimples, that’s cute–thanked her, and then ran off. To an air conditioning unit. Ducked behind it.
She heard some words, a flash of green, and then there was a turtle darting up by her side.
Son Goku blinked. Pursed her lips. Slowly, her cheeks inflated as her shoulders trembled. It was going to be so super rude, and this was one of Ladybug’s friends, and she definitely shouldn’t l–
“–BWAHAHAHA–”
Okay, but in her defense, she couldn’t help it.
Son Goku fell to her back, rocking back and forth as she clutched her stomach, Xuupu’s voice a raspy cackle to accompany it. It felt weird to hear herself laugh, and that just made her laugh more, until she was hiccuping from it–though the inhales sounded more like…well. A monkey.
“–I’m so–HAHA, HHOO, OOh, I’m so sorry, but–” Son Goku rolled up, sitting criss cross apple sauce, her knuckles on the roof. “–Dude, I saw you run behind the unit. We’re on a roof! There’s not a whole lotta space for privacy! Ha–oh, oh God, I’m sorry, that was just. Hoo! That was funny~!”
Alright. Maybe Xuupu’s influence was starting to rub off on her a little. She bounced back up to her feet, tail curling merrily as she collected her staff with a quick kick of her toe, expertly flipping it around her body until she could lean against it like a cane.
“You’re one of LB’s pals, huh? I think I remember Marinette showing me a picture of ya–you’re the turtle hero, right? I’m Son Goku. Filling in for King Monkey, ‘least while I can! Since you’re my senpai an’ all, why don’t you show me the ropes of riot-quelling, eh-eh? Payback for me getting the giggles. No pranks, I promise~”
…Somehow, her toothy smile and waving tail probably didn’t paint her the picture of innocence.
The laughing caught Carapace off guard immediately. Did she think that his costume looked funny? Did he say something weird? Why did this always happen to him.
“Wh-What’s so funny- ....sh-shit...”
Realization hit Carapace all at once: he just transformed in the open. Sure he wasn’t in Paris right now so no one technically knew who he was but at the same time the embarrassment that he was so stupid to not look at his surroundings before he transformed just punched him in the gut.
“L-Listen! Please don’t tell LB about a-any of this!” Carapace felt his face heat up and fear induced-tears start to prick at the corner of his eyes before the other started to talk.
The fear and embarrassment melted away to shock, “W-Wait what?! LB told you who she is under the mask!? Why would she tell you that!? N-No offense but I’m friends with Marinette and LB back in our world and she just told me about everything,” there was an odd sense of hurt in Carapace, no this was Nino talking now, Nino’s voice as he spoke.
Shaking his head, “S-Sorry about all that. Nice to meet ya Son Goku! You can call me Carapace!” Carapace came back in full force in a forced smile. “And riot-quelling? That’s not really my expertise but I can give it a try,”
Carapace, without much thought, quickly jumped off the roof and put his hands around his mouth, “Hey! Everyone calm down please! Everything’s gonna be alright!” There were some people that looked at him and calmed slightly, but some other eyes did not look as friendly.
Without looking behind him, Carapace took out his weapon, “H-Hey! Ya mind joinin’ me Son Goku? There’s a little too many for me to handle by myself.”
a new identity || open!
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@shell-shield liked for a starter
There were few conveniences that Chloe Bourgeois has had since arriving in Wonderland. She wasn’t able to name drop her father or her relation to the person in charge. She didn’t have her butler here, which was terrible because the girl didn’t know about the various equipment in her apartment; if it wasn’t for the elderly couple down the hall, then Chloe’s life would be falling apart more than it was.
One luxury that the girl had was living in the same complex as Adrien Agreste.
It was silly to be excited by something so lackluster, but after knowing the boy for years and being able to see him less and less, this made things easier for her. She was determined to rekindle and keep her friendship with the blond male. This whole ordeal just made everyting more… convenient.
Chloe stared at her friend as she wandered along the hallway, double-checking the room number that Adrien had given her. Blue eyes glanced upward and back down before her brows knitted together. “About time. I thought for sure I was lost.” Taking a deep breath, Chloe pressed the apartment’s doorbell, alerting Adrikins to her presence.
The start to Nino’s weekend was relatively calm; he already got his homework done, got some of his set work done early, and now he actually had some time to play some video games for once in the last couple of weeks.
Staring at Adrien and his shared game collection, “Now...what should I play?”
As soon as he reached for a game case there was a knock at the door. Nino didn’t know who could be at their apartment since Marinette was busy, Adrien’s dad would never visit, and Nathalie was in the same boat, so who could it be?
Opening the door, “Hey there!- Ch-chloe!? What’re you doing here!?” Nino’s face showed his surprise and shock at seeing the meanest person in Paris at his front door.
♚ Inconvenience
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@shell-shield
It came as a complete surprise when she stumbled upon Nino Lahiffe in Wonderland, one odd day, while she was out.
Adrien’s friend was a familiar face. A welcomed one, though Nathalie was loathed to admit it. Let them think that she shared the same views as her employer when it came to the people that surrounded his son. Heaven knew all of Paris already assumed it so.
She already acted as his double, and it wasn’t all too difficult to imitate his disposition regarding most things.
Failing to address Monsieur Agreste properly during their first meeting was a show in itself. At least he tried to correct his mistake, though the damage had been done. Nathalie had seen him out, and then he’d been akumatized, and then she spent the latter half of the afternoon not being able to get a gift for Adrien.
At least he tried to be a friend. She appreciated that. Even if it ended with her taking someone else’s gift to save herself from the wrath that was Monsieur Agreste.
“Monsieur Lahiffe,” she acknowledged his presence, attempting to put life into her words (and failing miserably). “What a pleasant surprise.”
Seeing Nathalie Sancoeur in Wonderland shocked the ever living heck out of Nino. Nathalie was Adrien’s dad’s assistant and was basically there to keep Adrien on his father’s overly packed schedule. To be honest, Nino really hasn’t talked to Nathalie one-on-one before so he really didn’t know her personally...which something was just eating at him that she wasn’t as cold as Adrien’s father...
Though the first time that she saw him he kinda sort maybe committed a social crime when he didn’t address Monsieur Agreste properly...and then he got akumatized apparently and he’d rather not remember that part.
Nervous energy filled Nino and his mind panicked, “N-Nathalie- I-I mean Mademoiselle Sancoeur, it’s a p-pleasure to see you here too!”
He couldn’t really make eye contact with her, but his lips just continued for flap, “H-How long have you b-been in Wonderland?”
Death sounded nice right about now.
oblivious // nino + nathalie
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@shell-shield liked for a Tama flirt
That rhythm. The beat. From a distance Tamaki could tell that this boy was a musician. It was always endearing to meet others that were trained in the way of music, even if they weren’t as classical as him. “My dear sir, I apologize for intruding on your work. But I couldn’t help but noticing how cute you are when you’re deep within your work.”
“May I ask what a prince like you are working on?”
Much like back at home, Nino offered his musical talents to the school for dances and other events so that one, he could practice, and two so that the school wouldn’t have to pay for a professional DJ. Recently the school had offered him to DJ at the prom happening for the seniors and Nino’s anxious energy was starting to flourish; he wasn’t too sure what music seniors liked.
He just started to play music and tried to see what vibed for him, but apparently he forgot to plug in his headphones because someone tried to get his attention.
“Sorry what- w-what?” Nino’s face grew a little hot at the stranger’s calling him a prince and cute.
In general Nino wasn’t used to people flirting with him, even Alya’s flirting made tomatoes envy of his face. But this guy...this guy really got under his skin, but not in a bad way, especially well.
“U-Um...I’m j-just working on some m-mixes for the senior’s for their d-dance...”
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The surprise melted away and was replaced with a cool smile. There was something soothing about seeing an old friend, even if a small part of Luka worried because Nino was here instead of Paris with his family and other friends. Still, surely the two would make the most of this.
And it seemed like the other already was.
“Adrien’s here too? Is this where he’s been?” It was shocking to hear the blond’s name; he had been missing for so long. This was relieving, knowing that his friend was safe and sound and not in a worst situation. “It sounds like you’ve been adjusting nicely. That’s good. Very good.”
Thin brows knitted together as Luka tried to do the math in his head. How long had he been here for? He wasn’t entirely sure. “It’s been at least a month,” he said, frowning as he struggled to determine an exact estimate. “I haven’t really been worrying about the time and I’ve been throwing myself into school and my music and just trying to focus on maintaining my life here. And I gotta say, it’s nice to these little things, this gig included, to keep myself stabilized.”
Nino nodded his head at Luka’s comment about throwing himself into school and music. Back at home, Nino didn’t have as much time to invest in his music but now that he was in Wonderland he suddenly had the free time to make more mixes and more creative set lists; it was one of the few plus sides of falling into this place.
“Yeah dude! I totally get that! The types of set lists I’ve been able to make now that I’m here have gotten way experimental! Meeting people with different tastes and backgrounds in music really helped with that!” Nino’s face was pure joy and excitement.
Walking into the venue, Nino quickly showed Luka where they could talk about their upcoming set.
“So, what kinda set were you thinkin’ of?”
A New Duet! || Luka & Nino
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Instinctively she froze. A few months ago and Chloe would have sacrificed anything to talk to the famed Paris superhero. Ladybug had been the blonde’s idol for so long, and they, to Chloe’s disbelief, eventually became friends. Or so the girl thought. Not everything was as it seemed. And that’s why the blonde grew bitter.
“Talk to Ladybug? As if!” Chloe said, stiffling a laugh. “She lost her chance to have me as her bee. Just you watch Nino. One day, Ladybug will come crawling back to me and will beg me to return to her side. But until then, I’m not approaching Ladybug. She can approach me. The queen.”
That...was certainly not the reaction that Nino expected when he mentioned Chloe talking to Ladybug about the Miraculous. What exactly happened between the two of them that would make her react like that. The queen comment thought, that struck a nerve with Nino, and his hold over his tongue was starting to slack.
Rolling his eyes, “Queen? Please. The only thing you’re queen of is being a royal pain. Like honestly, if Ladybug hasn’t approached you now, do you think that she’ll ever? She’s already found a better replacement for the Bee Miraculous holder; do you really think she’ll downgrade?”
Nino didn’t snap often, if at all, but something about Chloe just...pissed him off to no end. How could someone be so self-absorbed and mean when surrounded by such kind people; it never made sense to him. There was also the fact that she’s caused too many akumatizations back home.
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Xuppu! Show Time!
Minako was no hero. Not outside of the Dark Hour, or Tartarus. She was a simple girl, with a complicated life, and a terrible habit of sticking her nose where it didn’t belong.
Son Goku, however, was.
Some trial and error transformations had proved that Xuppu was immensely flexible when becoming a part of Son Goku’s–heh–persona. If Son Goku had it right, then Xuppu was, technically, her clothes and her staff. The bodysuit was compressing, like a sports bra for her whole body; the billowing robes were breezy and light in contrast, allowing her to move and explore her new, magical flexibility.
And, because Son Goku’s mask was more of a cowl, covering her throat…well, if Xuppu could give her a tail, why not a voice?
Granted, it was his. And that was kind of strange to hear, and compare in her dorm mirror. A decidedly not feminine costume, but not overly masculine. A voice that wasn’t completely masculine, but then, not really girly either…
It was an androgynous presentation. Minako was…not totally against it. It was sort of comfortable. Comfoting?
Huh, she’d thought. This is kind of…a thing happening, isn’t it?
But that was then, and this was now. Now, another akuma was on the loose. They weren’t out there doing havoc, yet, but the few people they’d come into contact with were already going wild and spreading it.
Son Goku wasn’t sure what it was. The people were, for lack of a better term, feral with fear. Several were wailing, many more were flipping trash cans–and one cluster of panicked looking dudes were stumbling toward another civilian!
“Whoa whoa, hold up!” Son Goku flipped off of her perch, landing in a three-point crouch. “This isn’t a party I’m a fan of! Why don’t you fine folks go back home, drink some tea–”
One of the attackers brandished a weapon, snarling.
“–Or not~!” She whirled and scooped up the civilian over her shoulder. “But I hope you don’t mind me borrowing your guest! Son Goku, out!” A playful giggle left her as she leaped back up, bouncing from window sill to fire escape back to the roof of the building, setting down her charge.
“Things are getting pretty busy down there, huh?” Son Goku hummed, leaning over with an exagerrated motion. She hadn’t paid too much attention to whom she’d saved, only that they’d needed someone to bail them out, and Son Goku had been there. “You doin’ okay?”
An akuma had appeared in Wonderland, and Nino was tried of seeing them already. Now, he wasn’t tired in the sense that it was the same thing over and over again; he was tired of dealing with akumas in general. Why? Because that meant Hawkmoth was here in Wonderland, which was just a whole bag of things that tired Nino to no end. There never seemed to be an end to Hawkmoth’s chaos and akumas, but this akuma...it was terrifying. Seeing the people act as if they were cornered animals hurt his heart.
“I guess it’s time! Wayzz! Shell- huh!?”
He wasn’t paying attention to his surroundings and someone with a weapon was coming near him. Fear gripped at Nino’s heart and he froze mid command; during his time in Paris, never had he feared that he had the chance to die. For moment, time seemed to slow down as the person advanced towards him, and Nino reflexively put the wrist that had the Miraculous behind him. But thankfully someone in a...monkey suit? Saved him.
Taking a second to process the situation, Nino got to look at the costume of the person in front of him...just, something about it seemed familiar to him, but he didn’t want to waste anymore time.
“U-ummm, y-yeah I’m good! Thanks for savin’ me!” Nino quickly rushed off.
Taking a quick look around, “Okay, I think we’re safe now. Wayzz! Shell on!”
Transforming into Carapace, he darted out and met up with the hero, “Hey there! Doesn’t look like the safest to be by yourself, wanna pair up?”
a new identity || open!
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“Nuh uh uh,” she said, wagging her finger at him. “There’s more that has happened behind the scenes. Not every akuma makes the news, and I can assure you, my dork-framed fri- acquaintance that you don’t know about everything that the and only Queen Bee has done!”
She crossed her arms over her chest, her lips puckering at the ridiculousness of this little exchange. “Doesn’t exist? Are you kidding me? As long as I’m around, Queen Bee will always be the past, present, and future of the Bee Miraculous.” Pointing to her head and the replica hair ornament that this hair provided her, she clicked her heel against the ground. “Even the ridiculous entities of this world agree that I’m still Queen Bee.”
“There’s just… the little issue that I don’t have it.”
Yep, Nino should’ve expected this type of reaction from Chloe; one could always count on her being honest about her self-worth, especially when the conversation was technically about her. Although...there was a small part of Nino that was happy that Chloe didn’t change when she fell into Wonderland; it reminded him of home again, and the reason why he was still Carapace.
Nino ignored Chloe’s comment about the replica and chose to listen to her last remark, “Well...maybe you can talk to Ladybug about it? There must’ve been a reason why she lent the Bee Miraculous to someone else?
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“That’s because you don’t truly understand what it’s like to be in on the action.”
“You don’t even know everything that Queen Bee actually did for France. So you should watch your mouth.”
Nino’s eyebrow arched slightly, “Umm...I actually do know what Queen Bee did? It’s kinda televised whenever an akuma attacked France.”
Nino almost let it slip that he knew what it was like to fight and be in on the action. She didn’t need to know that he was Carapace, just in case they did find their way back home.
And this wasn’t France, Chloe didn’t have her pull here which caused Nino to have a bit of courage surface and he continued to talk to Chloe, “And this isn’t France Chloe; Queen Bee doesn’t exist here. I understand that you miss having a Miraculous...but you gotta trust that Honey Bee will do her job well.”
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“I like the non-inflated ego with Honey Bee. It’s definitely a nice change and a way better choice than the last one in my opinion.”
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“sometimes little turtle.. you just need to go utterly mad with rage. You can only let it be stuffed down before it reaches an unhealthy point.” Red eyes slid up and down the shears in her hand. A twisted little smile on her face. “I have to admit I’m a little flattered on how you once liked the old me. Innocent. Loving… STUPID!!!!” The last word was a snarl as she lunged forward towards the hero, opening the blades with a sharp snick that seemed to echo!!!
Hearing Marinette mention his past crush, Carapace froze for a moment and slightly stunned from that flash of memory. Carapace had a fraction of time to dodge her attack, and thankfully his “shield” was still usable.
“C-Crap!” Taking his shield, Carapace quickly put it in front of him and blocked the incoming attack, barely.
The force behind the attack was strong...she really meant to cut him in half? This was one strong akuma, and he had no back up.
“M-Marinette, please just listen to me! Yeah, I did have a crush on you. but I still like you! You’re by friend Marinette! But where did you get that idea that you’re stupid? You’re one the smartest kids in our class, and you’re the best designer I’ve ever seen!” Confusion rang in his voice as he applied his own pressure against the blades.
Cutting the Thread || Carapace & Truth Seeker
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Truth Seeker smiled as she watched others be forced to accept the truths they wished to deny. there was simply something so beautiful about the fact she was able to help others like this. And than she heard him. One of the people who had oh so gladly swaddled themselves in the words of a lying vixen. One who had thoughtless banished her to the back of the class once something shiny and new had been found. “Hello carapiece. come to let me open up your eyes?”
Open up your eyes? What was Marinette talking about? And why was she dressed like that? What was happening?
“M-Marinette...why’re you dressed like that? And what do you mean ‘open my eyes’?”
Hearing the people start talking...he really didn’t understand the random statements that they were saying..but the way that Marinette was talking and her dress...it was like she was a-
Carapace’s eyes widened, “You’ve been akumatized...Marinette why? You’re usually so calm and together, so what happened?” He didn’t want to fight his friend, but if she was attacking civilians, it was his job as a Miraculous holder to stop her...
Cutting the Thread || Carapace & Truth Seeker
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