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Anti-Paris is quite beautiful when you take the time to actually look at it. Chat Blanc wasn’t sure what to make of the place when he first arrived on the steps of City Hall, being greeted by Evillustrator and Reverser. Evillustrator was nice enough to explain what was going on before directing him into the hall where he met the rest of the council; though they were all in the panic over what Chat Blanc had done…and he has to admit that he did messed up.
Lady Wifi showed him the damage that he caused and Chat Blanc ran away.
It’s how he found himself hidden away in a floating island; a very beautiful garden that was created by Stoneheart with help from Reverser. Stoneheart allowed him to stay on the island for as long as he wants and never the two never really cross paths; Chat Blanc sticks to one little corner of the island while Stoneheart can free roam everywhere else.
Frankly, it’s not overly bad. Chat Blanc has a bench with a blanket and pillow which were gifted to him by Stoneheart, a couple of books, and even a cool recorder that he got from somewhere. Even a doll that looks like a strange cat thing – though a bit gooey since it was given by Horrificator. It’s not much but good enough to call home at least.
Chat Blanc sat on the edge of the island, overlooking the city, before a cough startle him.
Gorizilla stands there awkwardly, almost guilty like he believes what happened is his fault somehow. The Akuma has a plate of cookies in plastic wrap in hand; must be Chat Blanc’s favourite if he has to guess.
Chat Blanc pat the spot next to him before turning his attention to the city again; watching how the lights shine and bounce about the place. Evillustrator and his crew did a fantastic job at building this place up, he can understand why so many would call Anti-Paris their home. You can’t even see the void that so many had feared.
“It’s not your fault, Gorizilla.” Chat Blanc didn’t even think before he flop against Gorizilla, using his shoulder as a pillow and startling the poor Akuma. He could feel Gorizilla tense up; hunching up as if he was afraid of hurting Chat Blanc somehow. “You had nothing to do with what happened to me or anyone else.”
He can’t say that to Collector or even Catalyst. Neither one even bother with seeking Chat Blanc out when he arrived; only giving him the option to come live with them while he stand on trial to the council. They didn’t seem to care at all about Chat Blanc and frankly, he doesn’t care about them. If they don’t want him in their lives then Chat Blanc doesn’t want them in his.
Chat Blanc sat up – watching how Gorizilla relax – and sighs.
There was more that he wanted to say but instead, Gorizilla held out the plate and offered them to him, which he does take one. No words needed to be shared anymore. It’s probably for the best; neither counterpart was good at talking either and Chat Blanc used up all his words on Ladybug.
“Hey – oh, I didn’t know that you had company.” Stoneheart looks sheepish with Horrificator standing next to him, though she doesn’t seem to care as she came to take a sit on the other side of Chat Blanc. Sitting on Stoneheart’s shoulder is a strange little blue creature that seems happy to just be there. “Is it alright for us to sit with you?”
Chat Blanc just shrugs and Stoneheart sat down next to Horrificator, who lay her head on his legs. He chuckles at the sight of the creature hopping down from Stoneheart’s shoulder and onto Horrificator’s back, easily curling open and going to sleep.
“How are you finding Anti-Paris?” Stoneheart ask.
“It’s pretty, you guys did an amazing job building it.” It’s the truth but there seems to be something more laying under the surface with the way Stoneheart turn from him and looks tiredly out into the world.
“That’s good.” It’s straight and to the point, not like Stoneheart at all. “There are many fights and struggles to get to this point but we’re proud of this place so thank you.”
Chat Blanc was about to say more when Gorizilla stop him, shaking his head just enough for Chat Blanc to notice. No more words need to be spoken, not right now at least. Maybe it is okay not to say anything else, he does tend to overdo it sometimes. He’ll ask more questions later; he has so many because he doesn’t understand what it means to be an Akuma but it can wait.
It can all wait until later.