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Authors note: The inspired song is Kids by Current Joys. I highly recommend listening to it while reading.

Chat Blanc POV:

Whispering. All I hear is whispering.

I dreamt of her again.

My'lady,

The fierce girl,

That loved a boy

and pieced him back together

to the point he'd fall apart without her.

That's exactly what I did. I think to myself.

I tore down everything.

"Shhhhh! IT'S WAKING UP" a little mouse kwami exclaims right by my ear.

I squint and shoot it a look, then realize there's a whole herd of kwamis hovering over me.

"ADRIEN, ADRIEN HOW DARE YOU LEAVE ME"

I look up shocked,

as a little black kwami hazes into the room.

There's a face I never thought I'd see again.

"Plagg?" My voice cracks.

"Oh, kid," he looks at me sympathetically "What happened to you?" he says soflty.

I start crying, I can't stop "I never though I'd see you again," I say choking up between syllables.

The other kwamis have retreated slowly, not understanding what's going on but knowing enough to leave.

Plagg is still staring at me, looking at me with the most sympathetic look I've ever seen on him.

Got damn I missed that little shit.

Then I remember where I am.

"But you're not my Plagg. My Plagg is gone." I look down at my ring.

Plagg is still silent, I doubt he knows what to do. He looks so disturbed.

"I-" He looks at me, the first time I've ever seen him cry.

"I have to go find Adrien." Then he leaves again.

I'm alone again.

I'm all alone again.

Can I even leave this room?

Do I want to see Paris again?

I haven't seen it in so long.

The city that I watched die,

After protecting it for so long,

Because I loved it as if it were a part of me.

I get up.

It's time to leave.

I'm still mad at Marinette.

It's her fault.

I'm back here again, I have to see this place again.

I have to remember again.

It's all her fault.

--

I walk towards the Eiffel Tower and stop.

"My prince."

I drop.

I loved her so god damn much.

I wanted to be with her forever.

I set a cataclysm, and hover it over my chest

She was supposed to love me forever. A tear falls down my cheek.

No, this isn't my fault.

I was just a kid.

They did this to me.

What happened was unfair.

It was so unfair it hurts.

I was just a kid and I was supposed to grow old.

With Alya and Nino,

Plagg in my pocket,

My Marinette by my side.

My mom and dad alive and happy,

and grow old that way.

This was not the future that was meant for me.

I'm not even supposed to be here.

I'm not even supposed to be here.

"I need to talk to her," I say crying.

I need to see her again.

--

The statue of my mother sits untouched.

In a yard full of flowers.

The sunshine sitting on her face.

I smile and remember what she'd say to me.

"I love you so much, my sunshine boy."

"My kind, sunshine boy."

"Grow old happy."

"Find someone who makes you glow."

"I'll always be right here" I touch my heart.

I don't blame him for wanting to bring her back.

I get it now.

I want the same exact thing.

We're both stuck in the dark,

Waiting for our sunshine.

The door opens. Footsteps.

"ADIRREEEN WE'RE HERRRE!" Alya. "COME ON DUDE, LET'S GO TO THE PARK" Nino?

They can't know I'm here.

They step outside while I sit behind the statue.

"Awww look how much you miss him!"

"Shut up Alya, he's my best friend. It's rare his dad is gone of course I miss him."

"He makes you light up like sunshine." Alya beams.

Sunshine.

Oh Nino, I miss you too.

"Whatever dudette, he's obviously not here. Let's get going."

"Aww are you pouting!" Alya excaims from a distance.

I peek around the corner to catch a glimpse of them.

My friends.

My first friends.

Ones that made me light up like sunshine.

I let out a deep sigh and wait for a moment, sitting at the bottom corner of the statue.

Time to leave. I think to myself.

I hope they're doing well in this life.

Maybe he's the one that I need to protect from this city.

So he can't hurt them again,

Like I did many years ago,

When I lost everything,

When I stopped being a kid.

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