Shadowteer

Chapter 11

"GUYS, WAIT!" I touched down on the ground, thanking the butterflies for carrying my huge weight. They shrugged it off and flew back to the lair. Such nice insects. I mean I've always hated insects, especially butterflies but I guess owning the miraculous might change me...

Nah.

Still hate em.

"Haha, hey guys."

"You've got some explaining to do."

"Then can Lady WiFi stop broadcasting me live?"

"Why?"

"I don't want to be seen."

"Why?"

"I don't like being seen."

"Why?"

"Cause humans are judgy."

"Why?" I glared at Shadow.

"CAUSE HUMANS SUCK! Ugh. You of all people should know that-"

"Ye-"

"Manon."

"Manon?"

"Me?" I shrugged.

"Don't worry. You'll find out soon enough just how horrible they can be."

"Am I gonna get kidnapped or something? You're freaking me out."

"Yeah... anyway, turn off the camera Manon."

"The citizens need to know why Papillon isn't miraculous crazy anymore."

"... right. Uh... hey Parisians, fangirl, shippers of all shapes, colours and sizes. Hey fat peeps, nerds, geeks, crazy people, hippies, goth chicks and introverts. So... yeah. I'm Papillon. And I don't want the miraculouses simply because I don't care about the miraculouses- well, actually I do care. Like a lot. Mlb is life. Anyway, I don't care about the ultimate power cause I'm already a sorceress thanks to my imagination and the virtual world which allows me this power. So... eat mosquitos, fire your vegetables and kill the mayor. Are we done here? Cause I want to leave. Like, right now." They blinked back at me.

"What? Rearrange it yourselves you lazy humans. I'm wasting energy talking here." I grabbed them both and teleported us to Manon's house where I had been staying.

"Wait... You can teleport too? Cool."

"Yep."

"YOU'RE STAYING IN MY HOUSE?!"

"Yep."

"How long have you been here?"

"Uh... I dunno. I stay in my zone but my body stays in your house I guess."

"Um... wha?"

"Nothing to worry about guys. This is totally abnormal."

"So, if we weren't supposed to steal the miraculouses, why exactly did you akumatise Chris and I?"

"Um... because, Manon, I needed to ship you somehow. It's just more fun this way. I mean, look at your faces. Classic."

"Akumatising two teenagers to ship them is classic. You strange little... human."

"I prefer alienoid. Sigh. If only. Anyway... Why am I still here talking to you? And what on earth do I type next? Any suggestions?"

"Manon falls off a cliff?"

"Shadow teleports himself in front of a bus?"

"Hmm... okay. I'll do both. Thanks for your time. Have fun doing... whatever it is you two do." I walked into her mom's room and shut the door. Manon stared at the door for a few seconds before turning to him.

"Are you Shadow or Chris?"

"Christopher here. But I'm still Shadow somehow. I guess we've combined? I dunno. Papillon is weirding me out. You?"

"Manon. I can't believe I'm still Puppeteer and myself at the same time. This is really strange. Anyway..."

"Don't apologise."

"I wasn't going to Chris. You're the one who said it won't change a thing so why would I waste my energy on it?" He rose an eyebrow, feeling a twinge of guilt.

"Great. So suddenly, I'm the bad guy. Everyone blame the guy wearing the black cloak. Thanks doll."

"You know, we can just break our objects and be free. We could be normal citizens again."

"What if I don't want to. Besides, I'm not breaking this." She tried to see his object. He hid it in his cloak. "It may bring back memories. I don't want you to remember."

"Why?"

"I'll tell you when I feel like it." She entered the guest room. It was painted white with a white bed and a wooden bedside table. There was a black rug and a chair there as well. He walked inside with a small nod.

"So... this is your room."

"Yep." There was a long silence. He watched her struggle to resist her urges. She wanted to hug him and beg for his forgiveness so badly. She had no idea what she had done to turn him into this Shadow Man but it must have been big. "Bye." He slammed the door in her face, feeling both satisfied and guilty at the same time. He scowled at the guilt.

She deserves it. She deserves it all.

She slid down to the floor, right next to his bedroom and pressed her chest against her knees.

"I'm just gonna wallow in self pity over here. Maybe I'll even cut myself. Commit suicide. Who knows what this crazy mind could come up with."

"If you're trying to guilt trip me... You're doing a horrible job. Leave." She sighed and got up.

"I will come back."

"And I will not care."

She walked to the door of her mother's room unsure of herself. Papillon gave her the creeps. She touched the frame and pushed any thoughts of her mom away. I opened the door before she knocked.

"Your surprise, right?" She nodded. "Kay. I got you... a sewing machine!" I dragged her to her room, feeling super proud of myself. It was fully equipped and there were baskets of stuffing and cloth and buttons and stuff like that beside it.

"Uh..."

"Yep. Your very own sewing machine! Now you can make puppets and mess with people's lives. For free! Woo!" Her eyes widened when she realised what she could actually do with that kind of power.

"Oh my gosh, thank you!"

"You're welcome. Sometimes, I surprise even myself." She giggled. "I'm not this nice in real life though so be thankful the ship is going swimmingly so far."

"Don't even get me started on that. Don't you get it woman? He hates me. My childhood best friend hates me. How do you go from there to lo- liking each other?" I shrugged.

"Don't ask me. I asked for suggestions and I got jump of a cliff and get teleported to a bus. I'm still going to do those by the way."

"Should I be scared?"

"Terrified. May your death be painless and quick."

"Amen. Wait, how am I gonna learn to use it though?" She smiled smugly. "Are you going to give me powers to-"

"Hell no woman. One word. YouTube. Use it."

"But Papillon!"

"Oh hush. Get out of my room."

"This is my room."

"Get out of your room." I pushed her out before getting out myself.

"Do you have to have be right all the time?"

"Yep."