Still working on that Shizublair angst comic and here's one frame LOL as the only grandson of the current guardian that's keeping the Ladybug and Black Cat Miraculous, plenty of Miraculous Holders are gonna be interested in him, especially when they have kids around his age (like the Tsurugis). This happened right after this little flashback scene in Episode Slumber.
Hisui's POV:
“Who’s that kid with the glasses?! He’s so cute!”
The excitable green eyed blonde pointed at a postcard I pinned on my fridge with electric magnets. I should’ve made extra sure I’ve put this away before I let her in! Foxes do have a tendency to stick their noses where it doesn’t belong, after all.
Standing by my fridge is the Fox Miraculous’ Wielder, Bianca. When we first met, she was an aspiring photographer who was in the wrong place at the wrong time trying to help out what she assumed was a helpless old lady. Since then, she’s proven herself worthy of being a hero…
“That is of no importance to our meeting,” I slammed a tea set onto the tabletop I’ve pulled out from within the counter.
Bianca’s smile dimmed at the reminder of her visit. Soon, the others will be here too.
“I know there’s a serious threat lurking within the shadows... That’s why it’s even more important to talk about the people we fight for,” as soon as she pulled out her wallet, her smile brightened a hundred fold as she showed off a picture I’ve seen a million times. “Like my twins! Aren’t they adorable?!”
Then there are days like today when I question my decision to let her keep Trixx.
“You shouldn’t let your guard down, young lady.”
“And you shouldn’t keep your blood pressure up, old lady.”
A quick jab on her arm made her yelp in pain.
“You should respect your elders,” I said with my hands on my hips.
“With all due respect, Master Hisui, you really do need to chill.”
I glared at the fox’s smart mouth but she wasn’t deterred. Her emerald green eyes were lit with determination. Picking up the picture, she got a closer look before pointing out the boy to me.
“Up close, this boy has the same brown eyes as you. What’s your relation to him?”
Why must she feel the need to know everything? With a resigned sigh, I gave in.
“He’s my grandson. His name is Shizuke.”
“How old is he?”
“Seven. Turning eight real soon.”
“He’s around my twins’ age! We should totally set up a play date!"
I gave her a wry stare. Her twins. Blake and Blair. The troublesome pair of redheads who made it a habit to get into places where they shouldn’t out of curiosity while donning matching fox onesies. This is what happens when a fox and a detective have children and have the kwami of illusions act as a babysitter.
“He’s meek, obedient and well-behaved. I’m not sure he’ll get along with your twins.”
“Hey, the twins aren’t that bad!” Trixx said, setting aside the sunflower seed they were nibbling on. “Sure, they get into a little mischief, but they can be sweet too.”
Bianca eyed the sunflower seed and smiled fondly. “So they’ve moved on to seeds now?”
“They’re getting warmer,” Trixx said. “They’ve narrowed it down to Go foods.”
“Well. That’s one way to learn the food pyramid.”
“What’s this about?” I asked.
“Oh, just the twins trying to figure out my favorite food,” Trixx grinned as they swallowed the last bit of sunflower seed. “They’ve been trying to figure it out for days now. I think it’s cute how they’re eager to please.”
“Yep!” Bianca nodded eagerly in agreement. “My twins are nice kids. I’m sure they can get along with your grandson.”
Trixx grinned mischievously. “And maybe your grandson needs to get in trouble from time to time. Learn to live a little.”
My wry stare intensified.
Bianca raised her hands in mock surrender… Until she opened her mouth and restarted our argument.
“But really, how bad can one play date be?”
“He knows nothing about the Miraculous!” I slammed hands on the table and glared at the fox. In a calmer voice, I added, “I’d rather keep it that way.”
“What’s so wrong about him learning about the Miraculous? You can’t protect him from the truth forever.”
I gave her an incredulous look. “You’re a wielder. You should know.”
I poured myself a cup of tea, staring down at my reflection in the steamy drink. I’m not as young as I used to be. My prime has long past and I’ll only get weaker as time goes on… I tightened my hold on my cup until my knuckles turned white. I can’t afford to think like that now. They need me to be strong.
“Danger follows us who wield the Miraculous. I want him to stay safe, even if it’s the last thing I do as Guardian...”
It’s the same reason I had to leave my daughter behind as soon as she was old enough to take care of herself. All I wanted was a safe peaceful life for her and the family she makes for herself. I never wanted to drag her into this if I could help it.
Sensing my mood, Wayzz flew over to my side. They nudged my cheek in silent comfort. No words were need to be said. Wayzz and I have talked about this many times before. Our time together is drawing to a close. I better find someone to inherit the Turtle Miraculous soon.
“I understand,” Bianca shot me a sympathetic look. “I wish I could turn back time and do the same for my twins… But knowing them, they would’ve found out eventually.”
“Kids these days are too smart for their own good,” Trixx nodded sagely.
“You just weren’t careful,” Wayzz piped in an admonishing tone.
Bianca crossed her arms over her well-endowed chest. “Yeah yeah, I learned my lesson. Always get enough rest so I don’t do anything stupid in a half-asleep daze.”
I gave her an unimpressed look. “Like transforming for patrol, but then remembering to tuck your children in for bedtime while forgetting to detransform.”
“Will you ever let me live that down?”
I continued to give her an unimpressed look. Sometimes, I wonder what I was drinking when I decided to make this woman the Fox Miraculous Wielder.
“Ugh, fine! Don’t trust me to keep a secret. But give my kids a chance! They understand the golden rule of secret identities.”
“Probably got that from your husband.”
“We’re lucky he’s on our side,” Wayzz said. “If he wasn’t, he would’ve caught you at the very least.”
Noir Crawford is a man of few words. He took on the assignment to investigate the city’s ‘mysterious vigilantes’ so he can purposely obscure evidence that can directly expose everyone’s identities while using his connections to further investigate our own hidden enemies. With his sharp wits and meticulous nature, there’s no question he’s the best at his job. Even without a Miraculous, his help has been invaluable to us. The rest of the team consider him to be an honorary member.
“You say that like he hasn’t already caught me,~” she said with a wiggle of her brows and a dreamy lovesick smile.
Ugh. I downed the cup of tea in one go, fervently wishing it’ll keep any incoming migraines away. In the middle of my drink, the fox duo just had to throw in a few more words.
“Well you know what they say, opposites attract,~” Trixx said.
“Maybe the same could happen between my daughter and your grandson.~”
The shock made me choke and spit my drink all over the counter. Wayzz quickly flew over to pat my back in a soothing motion. As soon as I cleared my wind pipes, I glared at Bianca.
“IT’S TOO EARLY TO THINK ABOUT THAT!!!”
“I was just joking!”
I shot her a disbelieving look.
“… Mostly,” she grinned, sheepishly scratching the back of her head.
Not content with downing a whole cup in one go, I poured myself another one. This hopeless romantic vixen better not try to matchmake my grandson behind my back…
Bianca poked at my tea set. “This tea isn’t spiked with magic potions, right?”
I almost spat out my tea again.
“Sorry!” said Bianca.
It was then that someone knocked on the door. I opened it to reveal an unexpected guest.
“Noir!” Bianca excitedly pounced over to the door.
Once the red haired detective was within Bianca’s reach, she was quick to embrace him and give him a quick peck on the lips. Like magic, his stone-cold poker face melts away for a more tender look to take over.
“So, how’s your day?” Bianca asked.
It was like a bubble popped and the detective was back to being all business. Noir pulled out an envelope from his trench coat, his lips a grim line.
“I’ve got some new intel. You’re not gonna like this.”
Her emerald gaze hardened as she let Noir report his findings. Things aren’t looking good. The enemy is bigger and more organized than we thought. But Bianca doesn’t look deterred. She’s got a plan. Despite her lack of discipline, this fox is as clever as they come. More importantly, she has the heart for it.
