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𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬｡˚ ✧
𝐒𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 a life came with a great cost.
As she slowly closed her eyes, having already run out of air, all the teen s...
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Word on the street... was not about Daktylis. No, because who even was that? A week had passed since the series of events that led up to Daktylis and the series of events that took place during... Daktylis.
All was fine in Paris.
Well as fine as a city home to a villainous guy with temporary minions—who had outfits which are crimes against humanity— attacking civilians every day, could be.
Ladybug and Chat Noir saved the day yet again. Thousands of ladybugs flew over and through all of Paris, clearing up any ruins, fixing up any damage. As they did, they passed by the Everett mansion.
“Art is truly a fascinating expression. It's in everything around us. Several of my holders were painters.”
“Yeah. Art's nice. I do think appreciating art is very important. You know, support the arts, kiss a musician.”
“Kid, you're not saying that specifically for art. But for a certain artist.”
“That artist plays good guitar.”
“Yes, I've heard him a few times here and there, you could say.”
“... Guitarists do it faster.”
“Do… what?”
“Fin—”
“Nevermind.”
Now, Daktylis sat before the piano in her house’s piano giant room. Cream colored walls, polished marble floor, hella expensive looking rugs and even more expensive looking paintings. Someone definitely felt poor. Croakk was sitting on top of the said instrument. And they were actually talking.
They weren't any longer strangers forced to be roommates anymore. Now, it was just a tiny gator forcing a teen girl to go outside and do something nice for someone, starting off small in the journey of becoming a better person. After all, the big bad wolf was trying to be good now. Safe to say that there hadn't been a day where she hadn't defied him and stayed inside.
Good thing was they'd gotten closer now. How? Long story.
