Chat's POV
Her eyes turn back in an instant I feel my back hit the wall before I could realise what was going on.
"You didn't see that coming?" (We need Pietro Maximoff back like c'mon Marvel)
My lungs fill up with air as I struggle to stable myself when I feel my back bruising from the blow. We nearly got her back, this might work.
"No I didn't, you didn't either I'm guessing."
She knees me in the gut and I hiss at the impact. I'll have to cancel that beach photoshoot next week.
I groan as I sit up and she disappears into the night, leaving the room to look just like it did when she arrived.
I hear a knock on the door and both Kwamis hide behind my desk in a hurry for coverup so I think fast and run towards the bathroom.
The door opens just as I turn on the shower and hear heels click against the wooden floor.
"Adrien, is everything ok? There were noises heard downstairs."
"Yea I'm fine Nathalie, no need to worry."
"I'll leave your schedule on the bed, you father said to inform you of his business trip which will take place over a few weeks starting tomorrow."
"Thank you Nathalie, wish him a good time for me please."
"I will."
She leaves the room and I turn off the shower to avoid wasting any more water. This wouldn't look good for my global warming campaign.
I leave the bathroom and gather with the Kwamis to form a master plan on how to save Paris, free Marinette and not die in the process of doing the first two objectives.
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Broken (Marichat)
أدب الهواةIt took one day for Marinette to lose hope, happiness, love. A string of events start breaking her before she can ask for any help. She falls victim to something she never thought she'd fall victim to, and that is Depression. • Trigger Warning : Sel...
