Nobody is really sure when this story starts, but everyone can agree that no matter how you look at it, it started with Alix.
“UGH!” Alix groans, banging her head against her bedroom wall. She had just come home from yet another meeting about how to get Adrien and Marinette together. The meeting had run well into the night, yet they still had no exact plan!
It wasn’t just the whole thing with Adrien and Marinette, though that was enough to drive anyone insane, it was just… EVERYBODY!
She constantly rolled her eyes whenever she was the only person that noticed just how into each other Max and Kim were. There was obviously something going on with Nathaniel, though she had no idea who he was seeing. And Alix felt that at this point, Marinette was really just pulling her leg when she talked about how her and Adrien weren’t together yet. I mean, how could Adrien possibly be so dense that he didn’t notice that she liked him?
Alix was so done with being smarter than everybody else.
That was when a small weight on the stress ball she was squeezing caught her attention. She looked down to see a small black butterfly merge with her possession.
“Fan Girl,” A deep voice echoed in her head. “You have the ability to make everyone realize their feelings for each other.”
How original. Alix thought to herself.
“You can swap anybodies bodies, reveal whatever you want, get signaled for all the newest… gossip. But, in the meantime, bring me Ladybug and Chat Noir’s miraculouses.”
“Hmm…” Alix murmured. One thing that he had said caught her attention. “I can swap anyone with anyone?”
Hawk Moth hesitated. “Yes…?”
“Do I have to be in the same room with these people?” She asked.
“What’s with all of these-?”
“Just answer the question.” Alix demanded.
Hawk Moth sighs heavily, “No. You do not have to be-”
“Does it have to swap with a specific person?”
“No. Why-”
She smiled, and without a second thought, she clapped her hands together.
“Wait, wait, what are you-” Hawk Moth’s voice cut away instantly.
Alix breathed in a little bit. Could it have possibly worked? At least the over-dramatic Butterfly wanna-be was out of her head.
Only one way to find out if she was successful.
Steeling herself, she picked up her phone and dialed the first number that came to mind.
“Who’s there?” Alya’s groggy voice came over the phone. “It’s the middle of the night!”
Alix breathed deeply, “Alya, it’s 11.”
“Aly-” The voice cut off immediately, with a loud shriek, and the call ended.
Alix breathed deeply yet again, and, slowly, a smirk spread across her face. It worked. It worked. And tomorrow, she could only imagine the drama.
At that moment, a light blue circle appeared in her room. A tall woman with a camera on her shoulder jumped out of it, a brilliant smile covering her face.
“My old room!” She cooed, and then turned to Alix. “Hey there, Mini Me. Or, should I call you Fan Girl?”
“Oh, please don’t.” Alix groans. “It makes me feel so unoriginal.” Bunnix laughs. “What are you doing here.”
Bunnix sighs, “Well, seeing as I missed this whole thing the first time around, I figured I’d come here and do you a favor.” She smiled brilliantly again, and showed off a video camera she had perched on her shoulder.
Alix stared at her. If things went as planned, tomorrow would be fun. And Alix most certainly wanted to remember these moments for the rest of her life. “Alright, Future Me. Let’s do this thing!”