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"So, little black mole rat, you're telling me that I put this ring on and I'll transform into a superhero?" Adrien placed a hand to his head, "what the hell did I drink last night?"

The little black ... what did he call himself? A korma? No that's not right, a kwami? Yeah, kwami. This little black kwami had appeared from nowhere, trying to get him to put on a black ring and say some sort of 'abracadabra' spell. A ring which apparently held the unlimited power of destruction.

If he didn't know whether he was going insane or just received his first load of luck in a year. What a day!

"I am not a mole rat, and I'm actually quite offended by that."

Adrien held out his palm allowing the kwami to place the ring down in it. He studied it, noticing the paw print on the crown of the ring.

"A cat?"

"No shit Sherlock," the kwami said, rolling his eyes.

"So I'll turn into a cat? Will I be like Black Panther ... you know, undeniably awesome?"

"That depends, do you still pun?"

"Never stopped."

"Then no."

Adrien sulked, running his thumb over the small piece of metal. This tiny thing could change his life, but did he want the responsibility? There was a lot going on in his life at the moment and he didn't know how this would fit in.

"Do you have a name?" Adrien asked.

"I do."

"And would you like to share it with the class?"

The kwami smirked and Adrien couldn't help being a little freaked out by the shift in the kwami's mood.

"Well you're different ... I like it." The black floating blob began to cackle as he flew around Adrien's dorm room. Thank God everyone had gone to their classes, this was definitely something he couldn't explain. "The names Plagg, and I like cheese, I also hate your father but enough of that."

"Guys an asshole, not many people do like him."

Plagg's mouth gaped open, his small mouth moving up and down. "So ... you don't do everything he asks?"

"Within reason I do, but at the moment I'm choosing to ignore him which is going to piss him off and probably cause him to storm my room in the next hour if he can be bothered to leave his office."

"Well done kid, you've grown some balls, I'm proud of you."

"Thanks, I think ..." Why was he having such a natural conversation with this 'thing'? It was almost as though he'd known it for years, like that had some deep down bond. Maybe he'd passed out somewhere? After all, he had asked Marinette out on a date, that was a big deal and could easily cause him to hyperventilate.

"Okay, here's the low down."

"You're quite hip for someone who's thousands of years old." Adrien said, a smile on his lips.

"What can I say? My last holder was a very cool kid. Anyway, the world is in need of the ladybug and cat miraculous holders. There's a villain out there that has activated the butterfly miraculous and it's up to you two to stop them. You can destroy things and your ladybug can create them. You're two halves of a whole -"

"Hold up?" Adrien stopped the kwami in mid rant. "Two halves of a whole? Like soulmates?"

"Oh, yes! You're definitely that." Plagg laughed, floating over to Adrien's mini fridge and phasing inside. "Good to see you like cheese kid." The muffled sound came from inside the fridge before the door unlocked and the kwami came out carrying a couple of pieces of Camembert.

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