Chapter Twelve

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Earlier that day,

Beads of sweat dotted down his face, his breaths becoming irregular and quick. His body swerved left, right then left and left again. The sword in his hand was swooshing back and forth at his enemy.

The foe stumbled and Adrien smiled under his mask when he saw an opening. His weapon came and finished him off.

Falling on his back, the combat partner was huffing and puffing. Adrien lifted the flap blocking his view, and placed in on top of his helmet.

"Sorry about that. Can I go and take a sip of water? My throat is burning."

The questioned partner nodded his head before slumping heavily onto the floor. Grinning, he walked towards the gym lockers.

He could almost taste the cool water running down his throat. Unlocking his door, Adrien opened it to find Plagg eating everything in his brought lunch box.

"Plagg! You glutton. What am I going to eat when you have devoured everything!!"

"It was good!" Burping out loud, Plagg sniggered.

Sighing in defeat, Adrien moved Plagg out of he way and quenched his thirst. He swiped his finger on the screen when he noticed an unknown number.

He squinted in uncertainty, dismissing it when he couldn't think of anyone with that contact number. Distinctively, his eyes caught the time!

It was already three o'clock! The event would already be starting! He took off his fencing glove and said, "Plagg, transform me!"

His Kwami was pretty much sleeping after gobbling so much food into his stomach. He was jerked awake when his master called for him.

As Cat Noir, he jumped out of the building through the windows in amazing gymnastic moves.(Having a miraculous must have given them those, I can't even do a flip.)

Moving the spotlight to the present time, when Marinette was running or more like sprinting towards her school.

She burst through the doors, making everyone stop and look at her in scepticism. Forcing a nervous smile, she walked speedily towards the locker room. When they resumed their training, she stealthily infiltrated the room and began searching for Adrien's locker.

Tikki levitated and sighed when she saw Marinette calling Adrien's phone to give away its location.

She presses her ear onto each locker until she found the vibrating phone. The locker was locked, how on earth was she supposed to get it?

Marinette thought hard before a light bulb popped into a her head. She grinned at Tikki with a mad scientist glint in her blue eyes.

Grabbing Tikki, she pushed her face-planting to the locker. Without knowing it, Tikki phased through the door like a ghost.

Lifting the phone with her tiny hands, she returned to her mistress with an unamused expression.

Marinette apologised profusely before bidding the phone in her purse along with Tikki. With that done, she made her way back to the sanctuary of her home.
I'm sorry that I haven't been updating as much as I used to. And the chapters are getting shorter, it's all because of school and the upcoming exams. So please understand. :(

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