The MIRACULOUS Next Generation

Chapter: 56 The unexpected revelations

Emma Agreste reached the stadium just in time as the game was about to begin.

She took a seat with the bleachers; She looked around nervously as if trying not to catch a glimpse of someone she knew. She was not in the mood to answer questions.

To make herself invisible to the people who might recognize her, she plastered her face with face paint of one of the team colors. she didn't know which team was it and pulled her hair into a bun over her head.

She sat there for ninety minutes, not knowing what to do; she ate a lot of popcorns and soda. Emma Agreste was also a stress eater. She had no slight idea what was to come or what to expect.

After the game was over, she ran to the public restroom to remove the nasty face paint that will later give her rash on the face.

On her way, she stumbled across the person she wasn't expecting to meet.

He smiled when he saw her, "Oh, Hello, Agreste Jr." with his hands clasped behind, he took provisional steps towards her. Emma noticed he was wearing a team uniform; She wasn't sure about his intentions at the moment. His face was void of any possible emotion.

Her mouth went dry like sandpaper; She took a couple of steps back.

"If you can't see Flint, I am in a little hurry." she looked around and examined to find her escape.

"Oh, you sure?" he raised a brow at her.

"Yes," she wanted the discussion to end as soon as possible.

He raised one of his hands, Emma's eyes widened. She took a step back, only to flounder on her feet and fall.

With his quick cat-like reflexes, he caught her.

He pulled her close, slightly as possible as if trying to test the waters.

He raised his hand again and brushed tentatively across her cheek. He looked at his thumb, that has smudged paint on it.

"I didn't know you were a fan of my team, Agreste Jr," he smiled.

She pushed him away, annoyed, "You dont know a lot about me,"

He shook his head, Amused, "don't you have somewhere to be, Agreste Jr?"

"Yes, I do. Now, If you'll excuse me." She took a few steps and came to a sudden halt, "how did you know---" she looked back; He was long gone.

"Where did he go?" she murmured but shrugged her shoulders and continued her journey to the loo.

Flint Joseph was feeling a little giddy and nervous at the same time, "What if she hated me after knowing who I was?" he questioned, the black Kwami answered, "That is why I am telling you, Kid, It's a bad idea," he munched on his cheese.

"Thanks for the vote of confidence, Plagg," He said sarcastically.

"I am telling you, Kid; It is a Terrible Idea." Plagg huffed; his Kwami senses were on overdrive, "don't come to me crying If something goes wrong."

"I will not; because nothing is going to be wrong." He said confidently.

Emma Agreste sat on a bench; outside the stadium where she was supposed to meet Chat Noir. She fiddled with the hem of her skirt and picked invisible threads from the dress.

She huffed; was he going to be late?

"Is he coming or what?" she was more frightened than annoyed.

Flint Joseph stood at the entrance of the park, pondering over everything he wanted to say.

He took a confident step towards the entrance, "you can do this, Flint," he was about to cover his face with a mask he had brought with himself to avoid recognization.