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Okay- there might have been a slight miscalculation. Actually, there is a big miscalculation. Bridgette found herself in a very tight spot. How did she get here? Well…
“C’mon Felix, it will be fun! Just one date, one!” She begged him once again. It had been like this for months by now. And she already knows the answer to the same old question. But she really did want at least 1 chance. Just one chance to prove to him.
“I told you many-” Her shoulders drooped down, knowing the outcome. But this time, this time she’ll do it!
“Wait! Before you say it!” She quickly cut him off. Glancing at his cold blue eyes, he seemed to be merciful enough to wait for her. “If… If you go to this one date once and you hate it, then I’ll really stop forever! Like- Forever until you and I die kinda thing!” Bridgette said it, her last and final chance.
It was really taking a told on her heart, constantly having to get rejected over and over again. So this one chance that he’d give her, this one final shot at ever getting his attention was really going to be her last.
A pause. A sigh.
“Fine, just one,” She grinned, her mouth already open to talk, “AFTER that one date, you promise not to bother me, send me gifts and confession letters in my locker, not follow me, not talk to me unless it is school related and finally, get rid of that little crush you have for me,”
“Yes! Promise!” She held out her pinky, to which he just stared at. He rolled his eyes and shooed her away. “U-Uhm, meet me after school, right here, okay!?”
“Yeah, yeah,”
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Bridgette was nervous. What if he just does come? Felix is that type of person. Her heart thumped at the thought of him actually coming. She already had the whole thing planned, a small cafe date and then a walk in the park, finally they’d walk at night near the Eiffel tower! It was going to be perfect!
She noticed the familiar blonde hair and cold blue eyes. She was happy that he kept his word. He walked to her, sighing before nodding.
“So, where are we going?”
Felix wondered why he agreed to her this time? Well- maybe because after this she’ll no longer ping for him every second of the day. The girl was so desperate to even make up such a deal. But he was thankful since it meant that this would be the last time he would have to deal with Bridgette.
He glanced at the girl who fidgeted with her coffee cup, an evident blush on her cheeks, she looked happy, at least. He glanced back down to his own cup. Not liking the silence, he figured it’d be best to just read a book. He took out his book, flipping to the page where he had stopped.
“That book! I loved that book's ending!” Bridgette muttered, leaning close to the book. He glanced at her and then backed down.
“I just started a week ago, I’m rereading it right now”
“Ah, which page are you on right now?” She asked, curious. He glanced down to see the page he was at.
“200,” She beamed. Bridgette seemed to be excited about the book he read. Felix eased into the conversation they now held.
“The part where they separated, right?”
“Yeah,”
“It was really tragic, I mean, the built up is immaculate,” He hummed in agreement, he relaxed as he slowly placed the book down
“Yeah, I especially liked the character's relationship with society, I suppose? Like it is just the two of them against the world,” With that, she giggled and nodded.
“I reread it a few times over and I just can’t help but be in awe that I experience a new different feeling every time! The way the story further deepens that more you read and understand the hidden meanings and the hidden plot, I enjoyed it from start to finish,”
Felix smiled, agreeing with her. Not many times can he talk about the books he has read to someone. Adrian, his younger brother, did not like reading books like him, Plagg was an old God, so he also did not know many new books that have been published or cared to read it with him.
He was quite thankful that the date wasn’t as awkward as he thought it would be.
After a few more books they talked about, Bridgette suggested a walk in the park, which he agreed to.
“I must say, Bridgette, I didn’t think you’d be interested in reading books,” He commented, Bridgette just laughed.
“I guess not many know it since I usually just read at home, but it's alright, my cousin Marinette usually reads with me so I have someone to discuss it with!” She said happily. They had been walking in circles now, but strangely, Felix did not mind.
“I’m jealous,” He sighed, Bridgette smiled widely.
“You can talk to me! I mean... If- If you want to, that is,” She shrunk down, remembering their agreement. He shrugged and left the conversation at that.
“O-Oh that Eiffel tower is near here, should we walk there?” She changed the topic. Felix, not caring much, nodded.
The walk there was pleasant as they got into another topic about a book, Felix had to admit, Bridgette had great opinions on some of his favorite novel’s. Although they sometimes had differing opinions, she respected why he thought that way and didn’t push further since novel stories are many times a reader's interpretation.
“And-... oh, it’s getting late,” Bridgette had stopped mid sentence, checking her phone. He glanced at the time, 9:45 pm, it was indeed getting late. “I guess this is the end… of our date,”
“It is…”
“U-Uhm, I hope it was at least fun for you, Felix!” Bridgette said, looking a bit nervous. Felix gave a small smile.
“Strangely, it was fun talking to you, Bridgette Dupain-Cheng,” He wasn’t going to be such a cold hearted person to a girl who actually gave him a pleasant date. It was his first ever real date after all, and in some weird and twisted way, he was glad it was Bridgette.
“I’m glad!” She gave a familiar bright smile. They were about to go home.
“Hey- watch out!” A man caught Felix’s attention. He turned to see a grown man running for a trolley cart filled with boxes, barreling right at Bridgette. Without thinking much, he pulled Bridgette to him for safety. The sudden shift in weight caused him and her to fall in a not too nice position.
Lips that were pressed against their own. It took a second to realize what just happened. Bridgette’s clear eyes that were now wide, met his own.
“Ah!” She pushed him away. She got right back up to her feet, covering her mouth.
“Are you alright, miss!? So sorry!” The man from earlier was now near them. But it wasn’t long until he had to run for the cart once again. “So sorry!” Was the last thing he said before running once again.
Felix got up, dusting himself. He looked at the girl who had been quiet this whole time.
“Bridgette?”
“I’m so so so sorry! I- I didn’t! I didn’t mean for that to happen! I can be so unlucky at times and- and you got caught up in this mess! I-” With every word she said, her face went redder and redder. She finally looked up at him.
“Thank you for the date! Sorry for everything too! I- I’m gonna go now, bye!” She blurted out everything she wanted to say and turned her heel to the direction of her home, not bothering to listen to him.
“W-wai…” He was going to protest, but the girl, hearing him, started running. Felix just sighed, thinking it was for the best. He paused for a moment, before touching his lips. He could still distinctly remember it. Then he realized his ring.
“?” He grabbed his ring. Usually, it would not budge no matter how many times he’d try to twist and pull it. But the ring came off like butter. Felix couldn’t believe his eyes right now. The ring’s curse was free? How? Only Ladybug’s kiss could break the curse.
A realization kicked in.
Bridgette is Ladybug.
“... Fuck,”
Bridgette can’t believe it, how dare she kiss Felix Agreste! He was definitely going to kill her! I mean, who would like to be kissed by a girl that has been running all over for them? No one!
She almost wanted to cry right then and there. She couldn’t dare look at him now. Not ever!
She dreaded going back to school on Monday. She’d rather skip it all together.
“Bridgette?” Tikki called out to the girl who was in a fetal position. “It’ll be alright, it was an accident!”
“No, Tikki! He- He’ll really hate me! If not he already does,” Bridgette muttered, looking up to her Kwami.
“Just clear your head, okay? I’m sure it will get better, promise!” Tikki tried to comfort the girl. Bridgette gave a small smile, nodding.
“Okay…” Bridgette was thinking of just staying at home all day, but evil does not stop. In an instant, she heard a loud explosion. She sighed, knowing what needed to be done.
“Tikki, Spot’s on!” Soon, she transformed into Ladybug, she locked her door and quickly left. Jumping from rooftop to rooftop, she easily spotted her partner.
“Chat!” She called out, landing beside him.
“B- Ladybug!” Chat noir called out to her. She frowned at the situation they were looking at. “There is a dog on the loose,” Chat noir pointed out, the big Dog robot was now terrorizing the buildings around it.
“Looks like we need more puppy training!” Ladybug muttered, jumping down to save the remaining citizens in the vicinity.
As usual, they struggled a bit from their new villain. But eventually, after many hours, they defeated the dog- like machine, not without injuries though.
“You were distracted, what’s in your head?” Chat noir asked, concern shown all over his face. Ladybug just sighed.
“Nothing to be worried about, Chat,” She gave a shallow response. She could feel the daggers coming from her partner but ignored it, fixing the city with her powers. But Chat noir wasn’t having any of it.
“Are you sure? I can tell it is clearly not nothing-”
“I!-” Ladybug sighed, slumping down the rooftop they were at, just looking at the little bugs fixing up the city like magic. The wound she had wasn’t helping, although the suit will heal most of it, she would probably have a flesh wound and bruises tomorrow. “Just… stuff,”
Chat noir sat beside her, bruises and cuts that were similar to hers. “Well, whatever stuff is happening right now… I think if you keep overthinking about it, it will become a bigger problem in your head than what it really is,”
Ladybug glanced at her partner, a small smile on her face. She gave a chuckle, relaxing.
“... Thanks, Chaton,” With that, the cat grinned dorkily, nodding at her proudly.
“Happy to service you, Milady,”
A small silence.
“Chat?” She called out again, her partner hummed at her, listening intently.
“Why do you like me?” She asked softly. Chat noir looked at her before smiling.
“... Because you’re perfect,” Ladybug frowned. But she wasn’t perfect. Even now, they finished the battle with wounds, there were many parts of their plans that failed. Ladybug, was in fact, not perfect.
“But I’m not,” She fired back. She tried to make it sound like a joke, but the bitterness she felt still came through her tone.
“You are,” And as if she was wrong, he tried to prove her wrong. Ladybug sighed, knowing nothing could change her partner's mind.
“Will you ever give up on me?” She changed the question.
“No,”
“That’s a shame, because I don’t think I’ll like anyone from now on, I’m sorry,” Although she might never like Chat noir, she cared for him as a partner. She too, knows that feeling of unrequited love.
“... Your crush?”
“No, no more. I have to give up on him now, besides, he was my first ever crush. I don’t think I would ever like anyone else,” She had a grim look, devoid of emotions. Never. She will never think she had anymore chances after that.
“Oh…”
“So you should move on too, I am sorry to break your heart,”
She gave an airy laugh. She got up, feeling like the wound had healed up quite a bit.
“See you again, Chaton,” she left before she could hear his answer nor goodbye.
-
Saturday and Sunday passed by quickly, meaning the dreaded Monday had come. Bridgette dragged her way to school, begging any God that Felix would just ignore her mercifully and not actually sue her for harassment.
“Bri-” Before she would let Felix finish her name, she ran. Why was he in school already!? Bridgette knows he never came 15 minutes early! He usually came on time to avoid having to interact with anyone. She ran inside the girls toilet after losing him amongst the crowd. Seriously, today will be a hell of a ride for Bridgette.
“Bridgette!”
“Why don’t we-”
“Hey!-”
“B-Bridgette! Wait!”
Felix was really going to sue her! Brigette was honestly terrified. She really didn’t mean to kiss him! She really didn’t!
The class saw the sudden reversed roles between Bridgette and Felix. They stared at the girl running away from the male for the 10th time today. It was truly a baffling sight to see. It was like their roles had reversed, Felix chasing after the girl while Bridgette avoided the male.
Bridgette just needed to survive after school. She already had a clear path in her mind. Since their lecture hall was luckily on the first floor, she could bolt for the window and straight to the main gate, losing Felix from the crowd that gets dismissed 30 minutes earlier than theirs.
With one final ring of the Bell, Bridgette ran to the open windows, quickly hoping out and into the bushes. It hurt like hell and Bridgette was so sure that the flesh wound opened up again, but she had no time to think about the pain or the blood slowly seeping through the bandages and her white shirt.
She ran like her life depended on it. She was so close, it almost felt like she could reach out of her school alive.
“B-Bridgette! Wait!” Felix had finally grabbed on her wrist, tugging her back. Her body crashed onto his and they both hissed in pain. Before she could even try her plan B, Felix had already seen the blood soaked shirt.
“B-Blood!” He exclaimed, pulling her close to see. “Let’s hurry to the nurse-”
“No! It’s fine, sorry for the trouble, I’ll see ya-”
“Wait,” He held a strong grip on her. Maybe the desperate look in his eyes made her keep put, but Bridgette had hesitantly stayed. He pulled her along, away from the eyes of people and after confirming she really wasn’t going to run away, he sighed in relief.
“Seriously, did you even go to a doctor to get that stitched up?” Bridgette looked at him, feeling confused. Why was Felix in front of her… Being nice and concerned? She felt a small pang in her heart and she felt stuffy. She frowned, looking away.
“It’s just a flesh wound,” She gave a quick answer. But Felix still insisted.
“Still! What if you bleed out to death-”
“Felix, I am not understanding this right now,” Bridgette cut him off. Felix was being weird, too weird. It was like he cared. Bridgette knows that Felix wouldn’t care about her, at least not to the point where he’d act like this. But at least he wasn’t going to sue her. “W-we… Although it’s nice you’re talking to me, we made a deal, remember? One date and then… and then I won’t disturb you,”
Bridgette truly doesn’t know why Felix was acting out of the normal. If he wasn’t angry about the kiss, then is he angry about something else? What else could Bridgette have probably done wrong? If not, then did he want her to still like him? Like some ego boosting thing? Bridgette frowned.
“Ah, right. About that-”
“Why are you… Why are you giving mixed signals? I thought you already made it clear…”
“Bridgette… I know you won’t believe me, but let me just show you, okay?”
Bridgette looked up at his cold blue eyes. Soon those blue eyes were enveloped and covered by a mask. Bridgette soon realized just who she was facing now. At that moment, her mind clicked.
He’s Chat noir. Felix is Chat noir, her partner that likes her. And she was Bridgette, Felix’s annoying thorn in his life.
“Oh… Oh ,”
Wasn’t it ironic? Chat noir pinning for Ladybug was Felix Agreste, getting pinned by Bridgette Dupain-Cheng, who is Ladybug.
So that’s why he wanted to talk to her. Felix transformed back to his usual civilian clothes.
“I- The ring had a curse and that I’ll have bad luck attracted to the ring, I needed Ladybug to kiss me to break the curse, and I found out you were Ladybug from that accidental kiss,”
Bridgette’s mind became clear once again. Chat noir never truly loved Ladybug. He needed her to break the curse. She was, all in all, associated with Felix just because she was Ladybug.
“I’m glad your curse had been broken, Felix,” She muttered, feelings of bitterness and pain laced around her words.
“I-”
“Goodbye then,” Bridgette turned around to walk away, tears threatening to spill. Her hand was tugged, pulling her back to face him.
“W-wait! We… I know I was really mean to you before but! But I want to start over-” His words froze when he saw her crying. Bridgette looked at him.
“It’s alright, Felix. You don’t have to act like you’re friendly with me.” She started, pulling her hand away from his grasp. “You don’t have to act nice when You’re Felix or Chat noir. You don’t even have to be Chat noir any more. I won’t bother you or try to talk to you, I won’t even be in your sight if you truly wanted,”
“No- I-”
“So don’t give me false hope, I don’t want to think that I have a chance when I don’t!”
Bridgette gave one more look at him before turning around and leaving.
“Kid… I won’t sugar coat this, but you fucked up,” Plagg floated around his owner. He ate another of his camembert.
“Like- Seriously. She thinks you acted like you liked Ladybug to get a kiss from her, and to top it all off, you were so mean to her civilian self! I have never seen such a bad-” A pillow was thrown at him. “Hey! Watch the face!”
“Shut up, Plagg!” Felix groaned in annoyance. How does he fix this? He fucked up really bad, like bad to the point of loosing the only person that genuinely likes him. He sighed hard.
“Oh, Oh! Here’s an idea! Pin on her like how she pinned on you!” Plagg teased once again. Oddly enough, the Kwami seemed to find enjoyment out of all this.
“You look happy,” Felix spat out poison with his words. Plagg rolled his eyes.
“I mean, we, Cat holders, are always dense and quite possibly idiots at emotions and feelings, that’s the whole reason we have the curse! I doubt you can’t fix this, Chat noirs always fixes this,” His Kwami just shrugged, floating to the camembert roll.
“But all the other chat noirs are at least normal people!” Felix fired back, going back into his ball form.
“Aren’t you normal? Oh wait, nevermind, I forget that this owner is like a statue, emotionless,” Another pillow. Plagg just yelped, zooming away with his camembert. His Kwami wasn’t the most supportive right now.
But he did take into consideration pinning on her. Not as Chat noir, but as Felix Agreste.
“That’s it!” He sat up, feeling determined. He was going to woo his way back in.
-
“Bridgette! Want to go to a café after school?” He gave a smile. It was right before class and before Bridgette could even walk to her desk, Felix had walked up to her.
The whole class went silent.
“… Sorry, Felix. I’ve got a lot of work after school,” Bridgette gave a small bow before walking to her seat.
“Jesus- I can’t believe my eyes and ears,”
“Are pigs flying?”
Felix had failed. But he wasn’t going to give up, there were many more he had in mind.
Just right before lunch, he asked her to eat together, which she politely declined. Even offering to walk her home.
The next day, he held a new sketchbook, the brand that she always buys.
“U-Uhm, sorry, Felix, I am still using a fairly new one,”
Fine, then stationary.
“I like my pens, I refill them,”
Maybe food then?
“My aunty and uncle run a bakery, so I am kind of sick of bread,”
Was it that hard to please Bridgette? Felix had been doing this for about a week now, but no progress. His classmates were also starting to get a little too freaked out by this.
And his Chat noir form wasn’t doing any better. Either she’d say goodbye before leaving or she doesn’t even say goodbye.
Felix knows that he deserves this fully. He knows that he has hurt her in ways that can’t ever be forgiven. So that’s why he has to try even more to make up for everything he has done.
Weeks turned into a month, and it had easily turned into months. The same old routine, running to Bridgette before school, finding Bridgette right before lunch, running to her right before she went home. He’d bring all sorts of things that he knows she’ll like from listening in on her conversations with others. He’d also try to ask her out on a date or even a hang out.
He sighed after another failed attempt to invite her out after class ended. He walked out of the school, noticing the rain. It was a bit sudden since it wasn’t mentioned in the forecast this morning, but Felix always had a spare in his locker.
He calmly walked to his locker, taking out the red umbrella he had. Walking back outside, he noticed a familiar figure. Bridgette was standing outside, just under the roof, staring at the endless rain drops.
Felix could have left her there to wait for the rain to stop, but he wasn’t going to be so mean. He’d rather just go home soaked than her. He gently walked up to her, tapping her shoulder.
Bridgette looked at him with curiosity. He cleared his throat, holding the umbrella to her.
“You can use it,” He muttered. She tilted her head, looking at the umbrella.
“Oh, it’s alright, I can wait it out,” She tried to politely decline, to which he shook his head. He pulled her hand, placing the umbrella handle on her hand. He noticed a car just at the corner of the street.
“No, my ride's here anyways, you need it more than me,” He pointed at it, Bridgette’s eyes landed at the car that clearly did not look like his normal car but before she could comment on that, he had already walked away. “I’ll see you at school, bye,” He gave a small smile, waving before really walking away this time.
He walked to the car, passing by it. He just hopes he doesn’t get sick after this stupid stunt. Not even halfway his journey, he really did feel like he was going to be sick.
“I really should’ve just called my driver,” He muttered to himself. He noticed the familiar bakery that he tends to avoid. It was Bridgette’s Uncle’s Bakery. When he walks home, the fastest way is through that Bakery, but he tends to not use it before just to avoid bumping into Bridgette. He wondered if it was a good idea to go through the path, he didn’t want the risk of being caught by her. “I just hope she doesn’t see me under this rain,”
“Too late,” He yelped, turning to his side. There she was, holding the red umbrella that was neatly closed with her hand and one umbrella on the other. She sighed. “Seriously, It was weird to have your car changed and I actually thought you went into that ridiculous car. If I didn't see that bright blonde hair of yours, you would have walked home under the rain,” She muttered, frowning softly.
“B-Bridgette! Fancy seeing you here! My car broke down so-” He came up with a ridiculous excuse. Bridgette clicked her tongue.
“Don’t lie,” That seemed to make him stop. Soon, he was under the umbrella. She looked at his state, clicking her tongue once again. “C’mon, let’s go to the Bakery and at least dry you up,”
“It’s alright, I don’t want to intrude,” He could tell she was annoyed. He knew that annoyance all too well. He too, used to get annoyed when Bridgette would do something that put him first rather than her safety or health.
“Don’t decline, Felix,” She muttered. He finally obeyed, walking side by side. As soon as we walked in, the warmth of the store enveloped his cold body. Bridgette's aunt saw his sorry state and quickly got him a few towels. Her Uncle heated up a nice hot cocoa for him and Bridgette.
“... Thank you,” He muttered. After finally getting at least half dry, he sat down in front of the hot cocoa placed on the counter. He sipped it, letting his inside start warming up. Contrary to what he thought, it tasted quite nice, not too sweet or confectionary. He wouldn’t be surprised if Bridgette’s uncle used real cocoa with milk instead of those insta-mixed ones.
“It’s made with dark chocolate, Uncle adds coffee in it too, it’s made for more of the adult taste” Bridgette commented, glancing at his cup. He looked at her and then to the chocolaty liquid, smiling softly.
“It is the best hot cocoa I’ve ever had,” He complimented. They were left alone at the store, the pair had walked back into the kitchen since there wouldn’t be customers under this weather.
“So tell me, Felix. Why did you do that?” Bridgette started. Her eyes that once looked at him with admiration, were now filled with concern and suspicion. “Wait, let’s go even further. Why have you been… been acting like this?”
Indeed, to Bridgette, Felix acting like a love sick boy was out of character. He wasn’t very versed with feelings of love or whatnot, but he did know that he wanted to treat Bridgette better. He wanted to correct his mistakes. He wanted to at least make it so that Bridgette could one day not be afraid to like a guy again. He didn’t care if it wasn’t him at the end, he just didn’t want to see those hopeless eyes ever on her face again.
“... I didn’t know how to say sorry. I-... I thought that maybe if I was in your shoes, it would at least make us even in that part, I promise you that I did not mean any harm to you and your feelings. It’s true that… that at one point I wanted you to move on from me or at least get heart broken, but it was truly childish of me to have thought like that,” He started, turning to her to face her, but Felix didn’t have it in him to raise his head to see her. “A-And… and I hurt you and Ladybug. I’ve hurt you in many ways other than unrequited love. I hurt you as a partner, as a person and even took your first kiss without meaning to,”
Felix had said what he wanted to say. He took a breath, shakily glancing up to see her in tears one again.
“I- Sorry! I didn’t mean to make you cry-” He panicked, taking away the towel he had to try to wipe her tears but she stopped him, wiping her own tears.
“No! I’m fine- really, I’m fine,” She said, sniffling. After calming down, they went back to their mugs filled with hot cocoa.
“Thank you, for the apology. I can’t say that I was also not to blame. I have pinned you for months and ignored Chat noir who was in the same situation as me,”
“No! It’s alright, I- At first I was chasing Ladybug because I wanted the kiss to break the curse, but… but as we bonded and fought together, I truly respect you as a person and as a hero. I genuinely like Ladybug. It didn’t matter if you kissed me or not, even when you’re Bridgette… My first date with you, I truly enjoyed it. To your goofy smile, to your interest in books, how genuine and raw you are, I truly enjoyed at that day,”
Bridgette fidgeted with her mug, hesitating before opening her mouth.
“I did ignore all those gifts and invitations a little bit out of spite, but when you didn’t stop… I felt a bit better, that you were really trying hard. It might be a little late but… do you think we can start over?” She glanced at him, looking a bit uncertain. But Felix just gladly smiled.
“Of course, I wouldn’t mind it at all,” He assured her unsure glance. She sighed in relief. Felix, relaxing just a little bit better, held out his hand. “I am Felix Agreste, known as Chat noir, but you can call me Felix,” Bridgette looked at his hand, chuckling.
“I am Bridgette Dupain-cheng and I am Ladybug in disguise. You can call me Bridgette, nice to meet you, Felix,” She grabbed his hand, firmly shaking it. They both laughed and slowly started talking more.
They talked about everything and nothing. They talked about their battles, their feelings, just their interests to everything that was random. They ate dinner with her Uncle, Aunt and cousin and they talked some more. It wasn’t until Felix’s phone rang, hearing his fathers angry voice telling him that it was already past 10 that they had to cut their chat short.
“Thank you for the second chance, Bridgette,” Felix said, walking outside the cold and windy night. Bridgette shook her head.
“Think of it as a thank you for giving me that chance a few months ago,”
“I’ll take this second chance seriously,” He put his hand up, swearing. Bridgette laughed and nodded.
“Yes, to our new- er, renewed? Friendship?” She muttered, unsure what to call it. Felix mused, agreeing with her words.
“Yes, to our renewed friendship,” He grinned.
“Goodnight, safe trip home, Felix!”
“Goodnight to you too, I’ll see you, Bridgette,” He waved at her before finally walking. It wasn’t until he turned a corner that Bridgette finally got back inside the Bakery.
And like the cold night gently blowing through the trees, leaves that were left unturned, floated before landing back down again, turned over, just like their new found friendship. This time, Felix hoped that he could do it right this time.
“Told you, All the Chat noir’s I’ve seen, not once failed to fix it,” Plagg got out of his coat, a cocky grin on his face. Felix rolled his eyes.
“Shut up,” contrary to his words, it held no malice or annoyance.
For once, he was happy that Plagg was right.