Kwami Therapy

The Beginning

WARNING: I wrote this whilst on a bus, so let me know if I type something incorrectly. I finally published it, @JiminAgreste90986! It is going to be a pretty short chapter, but at least it will be here. Also, the actual "sessions" will be in script format.

At first, Max has a hard time figuring out who Ladybug and Chat Noir are. Well, he figures Marinette is Ladybug easily, but it wasn't until Marcov updated his software to include voice and facial recognition that it was revealed.

"Adrien is by my calculations, 100% likely to be Chat Noir, the famous Parisian cat like superhero. And the likelihood of Hawk Moth's identity being Gabriel Agreste is 99.99999999%."

"Thank you Marcov. Now remember, you have to keep this a secret. If, indeed we are correct, there will be an abundance of drama. They must not know yet," Max observed. He knew that if either Adrien or Marinette knew of the other's secret, they would be acting differently.

Adrien would stop being so infuriating by calling Marinette "just a friend", for he was in love with Ladybug.

Marinette would act weirdly around Chat Noir, for she likes Adrien, that much was clear.

One day in class, Max sent Marcov to look in Adrien's locker while he was at fencing practice to look for evidence. Max had a hidden camera through which he was watching from his house, installed on his robot.

"I am approaching the target."

"I love camembert!" A voice sang from Adrien's locker. "Doo-doo! I lol-love camembert! It is the best cheese!"

"Marcov, show me what is in his locker," Max instructed. The robot obeyed, and through the camera Max saw a small, black, foreign, organism that bore some resemblance to a black cat. However, that resemblance only included the ears and whiskers. The organism was holding a block of cheese, and he seemed thrilled. Max brought the robot back, knowing he still had precisely 43 minutes and 13 seconds until Adrien was released. Twelve seconds. Max stood up from the bench he had been seated and went to his classmate's locker. He had little trouble figuring out the code for Adrien's lock. Mother's birthday. How predictable.

Max carefully opened the locker, exposing the black animal, who didn't even seem to notice until Max introduced himself. "Hello, my name is Max. With which name do you answer to?"

"Uh," the organism had a raspy voice and his eyes were wide. "You don't see me kid, Adrien's going to kill me."

"Was that a confirmation that you do indeed belong to Adrien?" Max pushed his glasses up on his nose. The animal seemed speechless, and Max found it important to explain. "I realize Adrien is also Chat Noir, so I would appreciate it if you-" the animal ran, or levitate, to hug the index finger the boy had pointed upwards.

"My name is Plagg and I have just found a human being that is as intellectual as I am!" Max smiled, until the animal asked him another question, releasing itself from the short boy. "Do you have some camembert? The kid said he's going to start cutting me off on my cheese."

"I am confident I can find you some, but if you'll excuse my rudeness, I have never seen another being such as you. If you don't mind my asking, what-"

"What am I? I'm a Kwami. I make Chat Noir awesome."

"So, all the superheroes have Kwamis?"

"Well, all the Miraculous holders. There are some that the Guardian hasn't handed out yet."

"Do you know where I can find this Guardian you mentioned?"

"I am being deprived off cheese, boy!" Plagg held a grip on Max's shirt collar. "Give me cheese!" Max patted the black Kwami's back and opened his shirt pocket for Plagg to get into.

"Get in my pocket and I will go find you some cheese."  As Max began walking off, an idea came into his head and he began his travels towards the bakery where he could hit two birds with one stone, figuratively speaking of course.

"Hello, Mrs. Dupain-Cheng. Mr. Dupain. May I please go up to see Marinette?" The girl's parents nodded, and Max walked upstairs into the apartment and went straight to the tallest room. Out of respect, he knocked on the door. When he put his ear to the door, he could hear Marinette faintly speak.

"Hide, Tikki!" Tikki. That must be the Kwami for Ladybug's miraculous. Max couldn't help but wonder just how many Kwamis existed. He couldn't wait to speak more to Plagg, hopefully to Tikki as well. Marinette opened the door to see Max standing with his hands behind his back.

He pushed his glasses up. He didn't thought of an excuse beforehand. "Hello, Mari. May I please come in?"

The girl looked nervously at her sewing machine, where Max could see something black sticking out from behind. "Uh, sure, Max." She stepped aside which allowed him to enter the bedroom filled with pictures of the famous teenage model, Adrien Agreste. "So, what do you need?"

Max pretended he knew exactly what he was doing while in reality, he was quote unquote, "winging it". "I was wondering if you could point me in direction to the nearest bathroom first." Marinette showed her friend, who walked calmly.

"Plagg, I'll get you some cheese if you help me get Tikki." Plagg stuck his head out, looking dreamily ahead of him.

"Sugarcube!" Plagg flew straight through the solid door, Max not too far behind, taking the more realistic route designed for the lesser species that are unable to fly through solidified objects. He stopped in front of Marinette's room, door open, the girl speaking to a red and black Kwami at her sewing table. The Kwami was mid sentence when her eyes caught Plagg embracing her in a hug. She developed a look of annoyance that the other Kwami didn't seem to notice.

"Greetings," Max pushed his glasses up with a finger. "Ladybug."