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Marinette Agreste considered Plagg to be an unconventional blessing.
For additional information, Plagg is a small floating black cat who considers itself a kwami ( a new species of some sort ) attached to a miraculous ( not precisely against its will considering humans can't see their kind without a medium ) with a ravenous appetite for Camembert. It's bizarre to hear Plagg call itself the kwami of destruction and bad luck , and she as it's chosen . Flattered and conscious of the repercussions, Marinette gets some comfort knowing she'll be acting with a partner most of the time.
When Marinette pleaded her new friend to try cheese other than Camembert, Plagg thankfully agreed. Plagg also told her it is acceptable to use the male pronoun when addressing it.
Anyways, Plagg was the catalyst that allowed her to:
(1) become this superhero called Lady Noire ; (2) go to school and finally hang out with her penpal, Alya Césaire ; (3) gain a super partner, Misterbug and; (4) observe children her own age during school.
The last part may sound unusual, but her parents never allowed her to be with other children. Mother told her she was special while father was simply overprotective... In her eyes, however, Marinette always found people to be so interesting.
Marinette may be a model at the front, but her true passion is being a fashion designer. If mother were here, Marinette would model once a week and spend the rest sketching her designs. But mother is gone, and father wants both of them to be busy. Marinette isn't sure why her father agreed to let her come to this school, but she's convinced it has something to do with Nathalie.
?
" Oh ." Marinette raised her hand, surprised to feel a water droplet land on her head. The bluenette took a step back, frowning. Because her class ended earlier, Gorilla has yet to arrive. Marinette could walk home, but she doesn't want her father to get any angrier at her to walk back home without an umbrella , so she stood waiting at the entrance.
"Hm~" Marinette pulled out her phone, texting her bodyguard to fetch her before deciding to also text Alya if she's still at school. She's really new to this hero thing, and it would be charming if Alya were to inadvertently give her tips to be a better hero. Considering her main objection as Lady Noire is to be a protector of her partner, the least she can do is minimize the workload. 'However... How will I do it with my busy schedule?'
"Hey." Someone spoke up, and Marinette froze. Seeing the male on her periphery, Marinette knew whose voice and appearance she's seen! 'He's Chloé's friend!'
[Funny how being a famous teen model doesn't give her any advantage against the Mayor's daughter.]
"..." Marinette looked at the ground, checking the tiles. Not wood, but polished ceramic. She can see his feet pointed in her direction, and Marinette prayed he just go away. If her father heard she's getting targeted in school, he'd pull her out immediately. Marinette doesn't want that to happen, not when she's finally seatmates with her friend Alya. 'He already has his umbrella out. Please leave me alone.'
"I just want you to know that I was only trying to take the chewing gum off your seat." Adrien Dupain-Cheng explained, and Marinette slowly peeked up to see sincere green. It gave her a sense of déjà vu. The male explained, "I swear. I've never had a lot of friends because of Chloé. Yes. I was friends with her before, but she's changed for the worse. I've tried so hard to make her get better but... It's a work in progress."
"I can see that. (Marinette paused for a bit.) Your childhood friend is quite a handful, isn't she?" Marinette smiled. She vaguely recalls her mother handling those types of people. Despite father labeling her mother's friends as a nuisance or a bad influence, mother continues to cling onto that glimmer of hope. The hope that these people (her mother calls as friends) will change.
"Very." Her classmate sighed, smiling back at her. His smile seems so bright, vastly contrasting the current situation. "If she bothers you, please don't hesitate to talk to me okay?"
"You're not doing this because I'm rich, are you?" Marinette teased. She found this blonde uncannily similar to her mother. With blonde hair and green eyes, Adrien Dupain-Cheng might be sent by her mother from the afterlife.
"No no no! I just wanted you to know the truth." The boy stressed, and Marinette giggled, finding him so familiar to another person she knows.
"I was just teasing, Dupain-Cheng." Marinette's smile widened, blinking when the blonde offered his umbrella to her.
"Adrien." The baker's son told her, and Marinette hesitantly raised her hand. She looked up at him, unsure if he means it judging from the heavy rain. He seems serious. Marinette grabbed the handle, brushing his fingers with hers, before having the umbrella over her head. Thunder struck as she looked up at him, curious why he'd give her an umbrella when she can text the Gorilla to bring her one.
"But Ad-?!" Marinette squeaked, accidentally causing the umbrella to close over her. Adrien laughed, and Marinette managed to lift the umbrella back to open, squinting at him. "Hey!"
"S-sorry." Adrien chuckled, and Marinette couldn't stay angry at him. It's the first time she's seen someone laugh that cheerful. Adrien bid farewell. "See you tomorrow."
"But..." Marinette lost him as he walked down the stairs, using his white jacket to avoid the rain. She watched her classmate run, looking back up at her umbrella. 'That was... sweet of him.'
"So..?" Plagg emerged from her jacket, swirling around her. "First day of school and we already have two lovebirds."
"L-lovebirds?" Marinette stuttered, quickly shaking her head. "N-no way. Adrien was just being... Friendly ! You heard him. He doesn't have a lot of friends. T-that was clearly his invitation to making me his friend."
"Uh-huh." Plagg wasn't buying it, but he changed the topic all the same. "So, I'm starving."
"You just ate an hour ago." Marinette accused, narrowing her eyes at the kwami.
"Yeah. Your point?" Plagg grinned as the model sighed.
...
"Master?" Wayzz asked as Master Fu stroked his beard. "Your presence in the rainy day is awfully suspicious. Maybe we should change location?"
"Something is amiss but.." Master Fu concluded, "those two are made for each other!"
"Master!" The turtle kwami groaned.