You're The Music That's Been Playing In My Head: Book 3

Destruction: Part 3

"How'd you manage to do that?" Alya asks and we recall the interactions.

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"Kwamiis!" Ladybug, Chat Noir, Phillipe, and I shout as Phillipe takes a selfie.

"It was so nice of you to take a selfie with me. I'm sure all the kids that love you will want to join the rink. Can I post it on my page?"

"Of course, go for it. Especially if you think it'll help attract customers to this place," Chat says while LB and I nod in agreement.

"You know if you really wanna increase your number of visitors you should take photos with everyone who comes to the ice rink like at the entrances of theme parks," Ladybug suggests and I chime in.

"Plus you could sell the photos as well, and a backdrop or props for special occasions."

"Really?"

"Yes. The more you show how popular your rink is the more people will wanna come."

"Especially if you have celebrities skate here. That usually drums up a lot of business," We continue to pitch the idea as we head to the lockers and Ladybug plants her trap for Monarch. At the same time, Phillipe starts posting the picture to his website and editing a portion for the pictures.

"We'll be your first followers."

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"That explains how you pulled off the brilliant scavenger hunt but how'd you contact Chat Noir on such short notice? I know (y/n) knows who he is but what if he didn't respond?"

"That was the whole point of notifications for new uploads on Phillipe's page so he could know just as soon as us," I smirk. "But my favorite part of the plan was still the paper in his bell."

"What paper?"

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After securing the locker for Hawkmoth we head out to discuss the next step of the protection plan.

"There's nothing really left just keep your notifications on for Hawkmoth because once you get that, we'll have to meet at the Greven Museum."

"I know, I helped plan this," Chat teases when I hand him a closed slip of paper.

"I hope you didn't forget this."

He takes the paper and reads it out loud. "Halfwit...Hey, that's not very nice," He pouts at me.

"There's your first mistake you thought I had a vocabulary outside of sarcastic comments," I laugh before telling him. "It's for Hawkmoth, keep it in your bell."

"I swear the plans we come up with," He sighs in amusement.

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"You're telling me Chat Noir's been walking around this entire time with a paper that says 'Halfwit' in his bell?" Alya laughs uncontrollably and we nod. "Was there ever an actual address?"

"Nope. All that mattered was Monarch thinking there was one, making him rush from one step to the other to build it without thinking. The kwamiis don't even know what an adress is but they always knew how to get home," Mari admits before looking around the room with a sad smile.

I also look around the room with a sad smile, recalling all the fun and excitement the kwamiis brought to the room. It was already too quiet for my liking.

"We knew if one of them was captured by Monarch he'd force them to tell him where we were so we used that to our advantage to make it take fifteen more steps to get there," I slightly mused, recalling training them to talk about the scavenger hunt, the gift, and the clues. "Of course, they improvised a bit but they were perfect."

"But...Kwamiis have to tell the truth."

"It was. Didn't Ladybug really give Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Phillipe, and Chat Noir a way to get back home? While simultaneously causing Monarch to fall into her trap?" Mari asks with a confident smile.

From there, we explain how we met up with Chat, worked with Monique to position Chat as the perfect body double for his statue, and waited for Monarch.