#badluckpersonified

I don't care if I know Just where I will go 'Cause all that I need is this crazy feeling A rat-tat-tat of my heart

Life always has a funny way of changing people, and Bridgette’s greatest change came when she held her darling little Ami for the first time. Something inside her just shifted, it was as if being a mother had not only lightened her heart, but helped her grow up. For Bridgette, there was nothing that felt more right. Sure, it was a struggle to work and take care of the small child, but there simply wasn’t anything Bridgette would trade it for. A few times she’d been told by friends that being a mother suited her. Bridgette had to agree. 

She was lucky that her mother and father were able to watch over Ami while Bridgette worked at the studio, but there were times -- like today -- when something came up and they were unable to. It was a blessing that Bridgette was able to take the four-year-old into work with her. Her students adored her daughter, as did her coworkers. As Bridgette rushed to get the duo ready on time so they didn’t miss their bus, her mind wandered a bit to the newest pianist at the studio. 

Things with Félix had been interesting, to say the least. They’d been nothing but civil to each other, but so much had changed since they saw each other back in school. Bridgette was glad to see that he was doing well, and that he didn’t appear to hold a grudge for her foolish teen antics. She’d been smitten with him then. She’d been too caught up in her own selfish desires to realize what he’d wanted until it was far too late to fix anything. However, as her mother liked to put it, life moves on. 

It’s Ami that brings Bridgette from her wandering thoughts when the bus stops. Clever as always, she’d recognized the street name and wiggled a bit in excitement, cooing ‘mama’s and ‘hurry’s. Bridgette had only smiled in response and scooped her up, holding her against her hip as they left the bus and made their way to the studio. Once there they had a quick conversation about rules and obeying and being calm. Bridgette handed her the bag with her coloring things and toys. Her own bag was set in a locker, door unlocked just in case Tikki saw the need to leave to prevent Ami from wandering off. Her coworker and friend, Sara, was out of class for a few hours, so she agreed to sit with Ami while Bridgette went to her class.

She returned an hour later for the break she and the dancers took, and was surprised to see Ami coloring at a table while Félix sat across from her, looking a tad awkward. Sara was nowhere to be found, and Bridgette wondered if she’d tactically ditched Bridgette’s daughter with her ex-classmate. 

@badluckpersonified​ is an amazin friend who created and sent this to me as a birthday gift for me. It’s for our little Miraculous Crossover AU thing with Félix Agreste and Mason Gleeful.

For probably the hundredth time Adrien checks his phone for the time, tapping his fingers impatiently on the coffee shop table.

Where is he?

And that’s just at fifteen minutes late.

Then it’s half an hour late, and Adrien pulls his scarf- the blue one he got for his birthday- over the lower half of his face, trying to hide how distressed he is from the other patrons of the coffee shop, and just staring at his hot chocolate; which has started to lose its heat.

Where is he?

Then an hour late, and Adrien is almost in tears.

Where’s Felix at? 

Adrien knows his brother is busy...but... but they made plans. They made plans this time. Adrien was sure he and Felix would have a nice afternoon. That he wouldn’t spend the time alone like he has far too often recently.

He misses Nino, but he can’t... He’s not allowed to be friends with Nino anymore, and he’s not very good at making friends to try and be less lonely without Nino’s company.

Besides, he’s afraid that his father would disapprove of any other friend he might make, and he’d be forced to cut them out too.

All he has is Felix, and his brother is too busy to devote all his time to Adrien. And Adrien would never ask that of him anyway, no matter how much he wants the company.

He checks his phone again. An hour and ten minutes.

Felix isn’t coming. He’s not just late. He’s stood Adrien up. He just left his brother alone. Alone waiting for him when he wasn’t coming. 

He didn’t even call.

Choking back a soft sob, Adrien pays for the cocoa he never finished, and hurries out, pulling out his phone to call Nathalie.

Before he can though...

A dark little butterfly fuses into his scarf, and he gasps sharply, the wave of negativity crashing over him.

Akuma.

He barely hears Hawkmoth’s voice in his head, trying to shake the negativity- he can’t- he can’t let himself be-

It overwhelms Adrien though, and some small part of him accepts the butterfly, and that’s enough, transforming him into Chaton Solum.

Dazed, the akuma blinks a few times, taking inventory of the situation.

He won’t ever be left alone again.

Brushing off Hawkmoth’s commands to get the miraculouses; the stupid butterfly is completely unaware that Solum is wearing one; he jumps up onto the rooftop, intent to get out of there before he’s noticed.

He needs to find Felix. He’s never going to be left alone like that again, so he needs to find his brother; preferably without catching Ladybug’s notice since she’d inevitably interfere.

Looking at his phone still in his hand he smiles slightly, and quickly dials his brother.

He’ll just ask Felix where he is. Simple enough. Felix would try to ruin this too, he’s sure. But his brother doesn’t know anything has changed yet. He won’t know until Solum is there, and he won’t be able to do anything about it then.

“Felix!” He chirps, faking a playfully annoyed tone. “Where the heck are you!? You totally stood me up.”

The demon was actually starting to calm down and actually talk to her fae friend but, it seemed like that conversation was quickly cut short. As soon as she calmed down, she was quickly taken and placed elsewhere. Blinking her eyes open, she looked around the current area. Soon her happy mood turned sour. 

Eyes landing on a blond in front of her, she frowned and growled lowly. “Who the hell are you? How the hell did i even get here?” Looking to her feet, she noticed the strange design on the floor and quickly huffed in annoyance. “Kid, don’t you know demon summoning is the worst thing you can do?” She wasn’t stupid. She knew what he did right away once she saw what was at her feet. Was this kid stupid?

     (How did this get here?)

You carefully looked over the suspicious package, looking for anything that might trigger red flags. Finding nothing, you took a deep breath and reached for the note. Inside was a short, hand-written note.

     We are sorry for the loss of your powers, however, we could not      allow you to run around here with your Cataclysm power. Though      we decided to give you a little bit of a compensation to deal with      this. We hope you enjoy this.

      - Marionette and Chat Blanc

Curiousity took over as you opened up the package. Inside was several things, and you couldn’t help to think if this was some cruel joke played by the Wardens. The package was a perfect recreation of the Chat Noir costume, minus the baton... along with a life-sized stuffed Plagg. You looked at the items... not quite sure what to think of the gift.

“Oh, another Agreste.” The girl looks up at from her phone at Felix, smiling at him, and giving no explanation as to how she knows who he is. “Why don’t you go and say hello to Adrien. I’m sure he’d be delighted to see you.”

It’s an odd day. Adrien and Felix being sent to their rooms right after getting home from school.

A bit unusual for their father, and all Adrien can assume is that he’s having a business associate over and doesn’t want to risk either of his sons getting in his way.

Getting to his room though, Adrien found a bracelet sitting on his desk.

It’s a little turtle- maybe made of jade?- with the band of the bracelet attached to the head and tail.

Curiously, he puts it on, and falls out of his chair as a kwami appears, seeming just as surprised as Adrien.

That shock and confusion quickly gives way to excitement, and Adrien scrambles to his feet, and tears out of the room to his brother’s, despite instructions from their father (via Nathalie, of course) to stay in their rooms.

He can’t just sit in his room and wait after finding a miraculous on his desk! He has to tell Felix!

Dashing into his brother’s room, he almost trips over his own feet in his excitement and haste.

“Felix! Felix! Felix! You won’t believe what was in my room!” He holds out the wrist with the bracelet on it out to Felix, bouncing excitedly on his toes.

The kwami- whom Adrien hasn’t even spoken to yet, peaks over Adrien’s shoulder at Felix, and after a moment he flies out into sight proper.

“Chat Noir?” Wayzz says quietly, looking between Felix and Adrien. “Ohhh boy.”

Adrien glances at Wayzz surprised. “You knew he was Chat? Do all kwami know who has the o-”

“No, no, no, no. Nothing like that. It’s-” Wayzz pauses, not sure what exactly to say. Fu rather quickly made a decision to give him to Adrien, giving the kwami himself very little warning about this. “I know more than most kwamis do.”

Their dad is so frustrating. 

Beyond frustrating.

Why he treats Adrien and Felix the way he does is beyond Adrien’s understanding, but it is extremely upsetting, and both boys have retreats to their respective rooms.

Adrien doesn’t know how Felix is taking it, but he’s sitting on his bed with his knees pulled up to his chest, trying not to cry, and ignoring Nooroo’s reassurances that he didn’t mean it he loves you don’t be so down.

Maybe he just needs to get out and clear his head. A patrol would be good for that. 

Grabbing his phone, he quickly sends a text to Felix. 

 --text--  Butterfly coming your way. Getting out of the house seems like a good idea

“Nooroo...”

“Adrien, I don’t thi-”

“Wings rise!” Adrien says the transformation phrase, cutting his kwami’s words off, not realising it was going to be a warning to not do this, and Jolies Ailes is standing there.

Grabbing one of the magical white butterflies that always appears when he transforms, he charges it with energy to send off to Felix.

It’s out of his hand and fluttering out of the room before Jolies realises that it’s black this time, and while he doesn’t know what that means, it... worries him.

What does a black butterfly mean?

He tries to call it back, but it must have already reached his brother, because he can’t. And the magical connection flickers into existence and it feels weird. Different than usual. And then it’s gone.