All Your Lies, Hate And Yet Obedience

Take me back to where we began

As a kid, well a younger kid, Plagg Kwami learned not to trust. There was nobody in the world that he could learn to adore, that is but camembert.

A crunchy, yet soft, cheese with a delicious consistency, taste, honestly what more could he want from a cheese?

Cheese was all he need, and that meant he needed no friends, no one to call an ally.

And that definetely meant he did not need one Tikki 'Sugarcube' Créer to save The Plagg Kwami from the fresh dung pit that is the toilet.

Plagg had recently transferred to Collège Françoise Dupont from another area of France. For sone reason, he had attracted all of the rats of the school. There was Chloé  'Billion Dollar Bitch' Bourgeois. She was the mayor's daughter. She treated everyone like the non-existent dirt under her thumb.

Apparently, according to the gossip spread around like wild fire, she didn't even know her own butler's name!

She even claimed to be dating the son of some fashion designer, and got many people akumatised.

Lila 'Pinocchio' Rossi. Immediately from the beginning, she was a thorn in his side. She constantly attempted to impress him, but when he showed he was only interested in his camembert, she did not take it lightly.

She relentlessly bullied him in private and even almost doxxed him, to 'teach him a lesson'.

Then, when he spoke out about it, he was almost expelled for lying! The principal must lost his hearing aids because how could they believe a girl who lied about meeting Prince Ali?

And finally Sabrina 'Rain, Rain go away' Raincomprix. She was the least annoying of them all. Apparently, Rossi and Bourgeois had scared Raincomprix into being their personal assistant.

She helped them out in being a nuisence to society, by stealing her father's fine cards and fining anyone who annoyed her 'masters' to high hell.

Plagg actually felt slightly bad. To have your only friends be two annoying bitches would be hella annoying. (Yet another reason why he didn't do friends)

He hadn't paid Raincomprix's stupid fine - because he'd used the money on delicious camembert - and had got cornered in the men's toilet.

They had dunked his head in the toilet, and demanded the money. When he said, he had none, Rossi had suggested they cut his luxerious locks off (to Plagg's horror), and Bourgeois agreed.

However, it was Raincomprix's last brain cell that saved him.

"Chloé, Lila, what if his parents notice his hair is gone?"

Bourgeois snapped at Raincomprix, but Rossi stopped Bourgeois.

"She has a point. Sabrina's father would kill her, my lies would fall apart, and your father could lose everything."

Plagg coughed into the toilet, and laughed weakly.

"You're lucky, I have a parent, not parents. I lost my mother."

The three girls looked at him and all grinned crazy in sync.

One of them shoved his head into the toilet.  They all laughed mercilessly as Plagg heard roaring water in his ears and as panic set in his heart.

Plagg swore that the light swirled out of the world for a moment.

"Well then, you can go join her."

When Plagg returned to life, his head was pounding and his hair was soaked in chemicals.

More importantly, his camembert was smeared across his face.

He groaned. He had just wanted to eat his camembert in peace. Was that too much to ask for?

And now he comes his 'Knight in Shining Armor' or rather, in the most pink clothes he had ever seen.

It was Tikki Créer. She was a transfer student from the same school he went to. And the defination of nerdy. She didn't wear glasses, like stereotypical nerds, but she loved books.

Her only friend was Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Her hair was dyed dark black in the front, but red for the rest.

She wore a bright pink jumpsuit (like a prisoner) with white spots. Her hair was styled up in a messy bun with the black strands left unpacked parading down her face.

"Plagg, I heard Lila, Sabrina and Chloé say they beat you up, so I came in to che-"

Tikki cut herself short. Plagg stood up and hobbled to the nearest mirror.

God. He looked like a mess. He spotted three pins on the floor and stuck them in his hair. He took some toilet paper from the toilet to dry his face.

Plagg sighed as he looked in the toilet mirror.

Tikki just watched silently.

"Look-"

"You look, Sugarcube, don't try to do anything to 'help' me. I can help myself."

"Can you though? They just stuffed your head like a body into a springlocked suit into the toilet! And you're saying you can 'handle' it?"

"You're not my mom, don't baby me."
Plagg sighed, again.

"Look I've got to get home, so move Sugarcube."

Plagg barged past Tikki, and as he left, Tikki yelled,

"Don't call me that, Stinky Sock!"

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Walking home, Plagg felt something pang in his heart. Was it guilt? Was it pain? He couldn't tell.