It Wasn't Pere

Wish Upon An Akuma

As I paced around the room, making Plagg dizzy, Nathalie knocked on the door.

"Come in . . ." I muttered. 

She waked in and her eyes expanded.

"Adrien!" She screamed.

"Y- yes?" I asked.

"You have a photoshoot in half an hour! Get ready!" She said and speed-walked out.

I sighed and put my coat on once more after taking it out of my closet.

"Kid. You really gotta stand up to your father. He's over working you. Haven't you heard of that fourteen year old model who passed away in China because she was over-worked?" Asked Plagg.

"Yes, but if I did he'd punish me. There's no escaping this until he retires. . . " I trailed off.

Plagg actually cares for me. It's just he wants to seem like he doesn't care. He's actually a real softie.

Suddenly Nathalie called out for me.

"Adrien! Viens en bas!  Nous sommes en retard!"  She yelled. (Adrien! Come downstairs! We're running late!)

I sprinted out the door and slid down the rails of the stairs by sitting on them. 

"Adrien! That's dangerous! Don't do that again." She said.

I nodded and walked out the house behind her.

After the two hour long photoshoot, we headed to that radio station.

"Ah! Hello Mr. Agreste!" Said the interviewer.

"Please, just called me Adrien!" I smiled at him.

I was trained to do this. I was basically a natural at pretending to be happy.

"When will your father's line be coming out?" Asked the interviewer.

"I honestly have no clue. But if I were to say. . . I think it'd come out by the end of this month." I said.

"Hear that guys? Be prepared!" Said the interviewer into the microphone.

What a materialistic world. . . People only want items. I bet half of Paris wouldn't mind being imprisoned by my father as long as they get to live in a house like mine. All I want to do is go free. 

I'm so tired of sitting in this radio station and talking about stupid things. At this point, I wish an akuma just came out of no where. 

Suddenly as the interviewer was talking, there was an alarm set off in the station and the work 'Akuma' was glowing red on my laptop screen with all the chats of fans. 

God has answered my prayers! Finally, a little luck! 

"Sorry everyone! The interview has been cut an hour short! There's an akuma attack! Take cover!" Said the person and pressed the switch off button.

"Everyone evacuate!" Yelled the guard. 

As everyone evacuated, I hid under the table. 

"Plagg! Claws on!" I chanted.

Suddenly the Kwami was sucked into my silver ring and a bright green light flashed across the room. 

I got up from under the table. I felt so energetic and free.

I was ready to fight.

I escaped the building and saw Nathalie running around called for me.

I descended from the roof to the ground and said, "Don't worry, Ma'am. Adrien is safe and sound. He is hiding at the moment. Go home and he'll return once I tell him that the coast is clear.".

She nodded and ran off. 

"So. . . Who am I beating today?" I asked rhetorically.