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golden hue with shades of blue

Summary:

Ladybug looked at the blonde in her arms. Then at Chloe. Then at the blonde in her arms again. Then at Chat Noir, who was looking like a truck was dumped on him.

 

"Fuck."

 

Or

After an Akuma mission goes wrong, Paris is left to deal with one of their unspoken nightmares - two Chloe Bourgeois existing on the same universe. Except, one Chloe is single and the other is not. And there's no stoping a crazed lover in finding their partner, even if it means slapping Hawkmoth with a frying pan.

Notes:

A new Chlonette story! This one more light than the first. Tbh at this point I'm writing whatever interests me and just work on having it done. My schedule is shit and my updating is the same. Still, enjoy!

Edit: Hi! So, I edited some bits since I decided to alter some names. This is connected to another upcoming story! I'll try to make it as less confusing as possible as I start building my multiverse. English is not my first language so there will be awkward transitions and narratives, but I'm hoping it'll be rare! :)))

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: perfect

Chapter Text

She was going to be late.

 

Grumbling to herself as she all but slammed the door of her limo, she took a deep breath as she brushed off the invisible wrinkles of her outfit. It was the first day of classes and she would rather die than be seen looking less than 'perfect'.

 

She was a Bourgeois. Always on their best.

 

Chin held up high, she walked through the gates as students came into view. Skimming the ground quickly her eyes fell on to a familiar face and with just one look, the redhead was by her side. Her best friend grinned, her steps light and almost skipping as the two made their way to their first class.

 

 

"Soo," the redhead said in a sing-song voice, “How was the vacation?”

 

"Perfect," the blonde replied as they stopped by their lockers. "Mommy took me to Italy for the first half of the month. Absolutely gorgeous views, darling. The rest of the month was spent on weekend getaways in other countries," she gave a smirk, "Shame you couldn't come with us."

 

 

"Father wanted the whole family during summer," a pout, "Said it would be good for his image and promotion. I'm envious, really. It would have been fun had I gone with you!"

 

 

"Next time," She promised as they stepped into their homeroom class. Her classmates - new and old - were already in their own groups, excitedly chatting and exchanging stories from summer. Some waved when they spotted the duo and Chloe gave a smile in return. Just as they made their way to their seats, a pair of warm hands blocked her view. "Guess who."

 

 

She grinned as her friend rolled her eyes, "God, could you stop with the love-y dove-y for just a minute." She heard her join their other friends, leaving her with her ‘mystery’ person.

 

 

"Hmmm," she pretended to think, "Is it one of the pretty ones in the class?" The owner chuckled, sending a warmth in her chest, "Not as beautiful as you, Mon soleil."

 

 

"I'm offended," she said as the chuckles turned to laughter. She turned around to see her girlfriend with the brightest smile it could rival gold.

 

 

"Why so, my love?"

 

 

"Nobody is as pretty as you, sweetheart."

 

 

Her girlfriend smiled softly, laughter still in her eyes, "You flatter me, my sunshine."

 

 

"It's a talent of mine," the blonde smirked as her girlfriend wrapped her arms around her, engulfing her in a hug. She sighed softly. Life was perfect.

 

 

She had an amazing parent, a cool and supportive group of friends, and a loving and sweet girlfriend who was looking at her, frightened. Oh?

 

 

"Darling, what's wrong - hey!"

 

 

The last thing she saw was people scrambling to get away and her girlfriend frantically reaching out her hand as she felt herself getting pulled backwards. She couldn't reach it on time and darkness consumed her, the air in her lungs knocked out of her. 

 

 

 

Fuck.

 

 

 

Ladybug looked at the blonde in her arms. Then at Chloe. Then at the blonde in her arms again. Then at Chat Noir, who was looking like a truck was dumped on him.

 

 

"Fuck."

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 2: lucky day

Summary:

Then she looked down at the unconscious woman and noticed the familiar floor they were standing on. Then her earrings let out a beep. Then the last person she wanted to see slid the door open and gasped. Then Chat Noir landed next to her, akumatized object in hand.

Notes:

And here's chapter two! Also, some added information to keep in mind:

- This happened before Style Queen so the Chloe (in this chapter's universe) is season 2 Chloe.

- I am seeing how much I can make Marinette say 'fuck' before she faints.

Enjoy!

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Marinette Dupain-Cheng was panicking.

 

It had started out with a good day. She wasn’t late, for once, and Chloe was too busy agonizing over something to pick a petty fight with her and Adrien smiled when she walked to class! Well, he always smiled whenever anyone walked to class and wasn’t busy chatting with Nino. Still, she took it as a win as she giddily sat near an amused Alya. Class started and they only had one project for the weekend. Marinette wondered idly if it was some sort of Ladybug powers that she hasn’t been aware of. Tikki had said it didn’t work that way, but after a few thoughtful munching on her cookies, said anything could be possible if an external force was at work. She shrugged, opting not to think too much about other magical forces in order not to jinx her almost perfect day.

 

She should have, really. This is why one should be wary when things are going too well without wondering if it was some powered up luck.

 

The Akuma was…different. It rarely attacked them and focused more in bouncing on different roofs and places where it would open up a portal and before she or Chat Noir could attack, it would growl and huff before moving on to another location. Marinette wasn’t sure if it was some defect or it was just hunting something that wasn’t their miraculous.

 

However, Paris still needed to be rid of any type of disturbance should it escalate further. The Akuma(?) finally stopped and roared in triumph before holding a knocked-out blonde in one hand. Fuck.

 

“Lucky Charm!” A pillow. Great.

 

After a gruesome chase across Paris, they were finally able to corner the being. It turned, snarled and without warning dropped the blonde it had been holding for the majority of the fight and fled. The two heroes broke apart as Chat shouted ‘Cataclysm!’ and Ladybug dove in to catch the woman.

 

As she caught her in a bridal carry, her eyes widened and she froze. She lost her footing and let out a yelp as they plummeted. Thankfully, she was able to string her yoyo to ease the fall and using the pillow, managed to cushion her ass. Huh, okay. Pillow makes sense then.

 

Then she looked down at the unconscious woman and noticed the familiar floor they were standing on. Then her earrings let out a beep. Then the last person she wanted to see slid the door open and gasped. Then Chat Noir landed next to her, akumatized object in hand.

Ladybug looked at the blonde in her arms. Then at Chloe. Then at the blonde in her arms again. Then at Chat Noir, who was looking like a truck was dumped on him.

  

"Fuck."

 

 

Chloe Bourgeois was calm.

 

She was seated at the couch, her eyes darting between the other occupants of the room. Her nose crinkled as the smell of camembert reached her nostrils. Ugh.

 

She took a calming breath. Everything was fine, she was fine.

 

"She's stable," Marinette said quietly as she and Adrien stood there awkwardly. Chloe blinked. "Huh, guess the pigtails make sense."

 

Marinette let out an embarrassed squeak and groaned while Adrien became even more awkward if that was possible.

 

She can’t believe they’re Ladybug and Chat Noir.

 

 

 

Ladybug looked at her, then at the woman in her arms, then at Chat Noir. Then, “Fuck.”

 

Chloe almost screamed. Her idol just cussed! Well, she was human after all but still! It was a rare moment as she was always composed and smiling, and she looked anything but that now. Chat Noir was in a similar state, his mouth agape as he stared at the woman who seemed to be unconscious. Chloe stepped forward, curiosity getting the best of her. While she wasn’t a miraculous holder herself, it didn’t mean she was useless. She was Chloe Bourgeois, the one and only Chloe Bourgeois of Paris. And after witnessing Ladybug continuously save the city – save her - something in her shifted. A small flame she extinguished a long time ago.

 

“Ladybug, what seems to be the problem?” She was only a few meters away when the heroes jumped, snapped back from their stupor. Ladybug looked like she committed murder herself and Chat Noir was torn on running away or disappearing. Okay, something was definitely wrong.

 

Ladybug was the first to speak, her voice a pitch higher, “W-we have, uhm, a problem.” Well, that was obvious. Chloe frowned and was stopped by a leather clad hand in getting closer. She scoffed and gave a steely glare to Chat Noir, “What’s got your whiskers twisted, alley cat?”

 

 Normally, the black suited hero would retort with his own pun-full comeback, but today he was quiet. Seriously, what the fuck?

 

She crossed her arms as two beeps were heard. The heroes’ eyes widened as Ladybug jumped to her feet and that’s when Chloe got a look on the unconscious blonde.

 

Blonde hair, blue eyeshadow, a white shirt underneath a pale-yellow blazer with black square pants but most importantly, a pin with the name ‘Bourgeois.’

 

Everything was silent. Then a beep and suddenly, Marinette Dupain-Cheng stood on the same spot as Ladybug.

 

 

Chloe finally screamed.

 

Marinette stood there awkwardly, glancing at Adrien who was pulled down by Chloe and was having a heated whisper-shouting match. Okay, time to gather what she’s learned so far:

 

First, Adrien was Chat Noir and Chat Noir was Adrien. The same Adrien who she had a crush on since the first meeting and who had been flirting with her since the first meeting. Good, great.

 

Second, the Akumatized object had turned to dust before they could purify it. A lone white butterfly had flown away even without Ladybug’s purifying ability. Strange, worrisome, should definitely be brought up with Master Fu.

 

Lastly, she saved Chloe Bourgeois. A different Chloe Bourgeois who was sleeping on her – their! – Chloe Bourgeois bed while Chloe…was looking at her now. Chloe knew her identity. Chloe knows both their identity. Chloe was looking at her differently. Chloe was looking at her right now, differently.

 

 

Fucking Fantastic. She could feel her head getting light. Oh, she was going to faint now. Yep.

 

 

“I hope I’m not intruding too much but can I ask for some water please?”

 

 

Fuck, reschedule the fainting.

 

Notes:

Thank you to those that read, left kudos and commented! I've read all of them and I appreciate the enthusiasm about this story. I'm hoping I can deliver it properly :)))))

Notes:

They're definitely going to be OOC but I'll try not to make it too far from the canon material.