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A: Rock

Rock

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I'm falling. But it doesn't hurt. It doesn't make me scream. I wonder why. There's something fluttering on my stomach.

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"Chat Noir?"

The green eyed boy frowned and pulled her up. She panted while he looked at her with worry.

"Are you alright?"

"What?"

"You fell from the sky? There was thunder on a very normal weather which is pretty weird and then suddenly I saw you falling!"

He exclaimed and grabbed a water bottle. He gently placed in on her hand. Marinette was caught off guard and blushed.

She took a sip.

"Aren't you weirded out?"

He shrugged and leaned back.

"I actually feel normal about this which is fucking unusual"

It had to be Chat Noir. Same Voice. Same Face. But the outfit wasn't.

"Chat Noir?"

His head whipped and looked at her with furrowed eyebrows.

"Who?"

Her eyes widened.

"You're Chat Noir right?"

He blinked and laughed. She looked at him with uneasiness. He looked at her and laughed again.

"It's not Chat Noir. It's Rock Noir"

He wiped a tear off his face. Marinette glanced down and observed his outfit.
A star was set on his neck, wasn't it a bell before? Stars and electric notes were glued on his leather suit. And a lightning bolt replaced his leathered tail.

"Rock....Noir?"

He looked at her with a frown and he put a finger on his chin. She gripped the hem of her shirt.

"Yeah? I mean....haven't you heard about the rockiest Rockstar out of Paris? The one and only Rock Noir!"

He held his hand at her an saluted. He winked but stopped when all the colors on her face drained.

"You.....Chat.....what?"

She stood up. Dropping the water bottle. She glanced and turned around. Posters of Chat- no- Rock Noir were hanging on some buildings. His face. His eyes but with a different outfit and lifestyle.

"Hey hey-are you....okay?"

Marinette glanced at him and shook her head while hugging herself. Rock Noir picked up the water bottle and offered it to her but she only shook her head with frustration and anxiety on her eyes.

This has gotta be a dream....

Then she had an idea. She pinched herself with force and she yelped. A red mark on her wrist. Rock Noir instantly moved forward and grabbed her wrist.

"What the fu- you shouldn't be hurting yourself!"

He said and placed the water bottle on the mark but Marinette moved backwards with worry on her eyes.

"Shit. Shit. Where the fuck am I?!"

She shouted and looked around. She saw a door and ran towards it. It was colored red and she pushed herself inside of it.