Tikki went with who her heart knew the best person to be the next Ladybug would be, for the good of humanity. Plagg... did not.
Paris has two new superheroes, Ladybug and Chat Noir, but what they don't know is that both teens carry an intense secret...
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This is what Marc aka Roosterbold looks like :> (and Viperion but I might atom bomb him from the story line)
"MARC WHAT THE FUCK?!"
"Listen! Listen! Listen!" Marc waved his gloved hands in a panic, "whatever you're thinking, it's probably wrong and I swear I have an explanation!"
"You're like Ladybug!?"
"I–" Marc paused, "I mean, yeah, I guess. BUT I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO BE!"
"What do you mean you're not–"
Nathaniel was interrupted by the sound of the front door to the apartment opening. Marc's eyes widened in alarm, hardly thinking fast enough to process what was inevitable. Nathaniel was quicker, immediately grabbing Marc by the shoulders and tossing him inside his bedroom. He nearly slammed the door but caught himself last second, slowly turning the nob inward so that the door wouldn't make a sound as it delicately closed. That carefulness vanished when he turned back to Marc with a very seriously panicked look on his face.
"I–"
"SSHHHH SHH SHH!" Nathaniel mimed his own finger over his lips.
"Nathaniel? You home from school yet, hun?" called his mother. Nathaniel stayed quiet, completely and utterly in a manic panic state.
"What the fuck? What the fuck?" Nathaniel whispered to himself, "what are you?"
"I'm me. This wasn't supposed to happen," Marc said, "I like– Uh— Am not supposed to be a hero, but I had access to this power, but this pear sized god thing was threatening to kill me if I tapped into it so I really am just... A normal... Person?"
"Shh!" Nathaniel shoved Marc into his closet. "I must be dreaming. What the fuck? What the fuck?"
"Nathaniel?" his mother called again.
"Nnnngggg....." Nathaniel grimaced. He looked at Marc desperately. "So you're a superhero now, or something– this is fucked– what the fuck? Okay... Okay..."
"I'm surprised too..."
"Nathaniel?" his mother called, now heard coming down the hall to Nathaniel's bedroom.
"Shit," Nathaniel grit his teeth. He shut the closet door and Marc could hear him frantically picking up the writing and artistic mess made across his bedroom floor, presumably haphazardly sweeping everything under the bed before his mother could get there.
"Nathaniel?" his mother now opened the door. Marc felt like his heart was pounding right out of his chest.
"Oh, hey mom," he heard Nathan say casually.
"Did you not hear me calling for you?"
"No, I had headphones on."
Marc could practically hear her eye's roll as she said, "of course you did. Anything so you can avoid me nowadays, isn't it?"
