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Day 7

Tuesday

Mom

@adrienagresteseptember2021

He always felt a connection, a bond, to his mother. It was something that couldn’t be explained. It was just so different.

And even after his mother’s death, the bond was still there. The intensity varied from place to a place. It was oddly strong in one of the floors of the house, really no special place. In this place it was like the bond was pulling him towards something underneath the mansion.

The bond was also very present in their favorite park, or an ice cream parlor they often wen,t to or her statue in the garden and her portrait in his father’s studio.

One day the bond was suddenly strong. It was already strong before but this was different as if something activated it and let it’s true power show.

The bond was pulling, no, guiding, him.

Guiding him towards her portrait.

He pressed onto hidden buttons of the drawing, as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

The ground beneath sunk lower. But he didn’t flinch. He knewthis was the right way.

Instead of dirt he saw a grande room with water, trees, butterflies and a casket.

He didn’t need the bond to know that he had to step out of the glass elevator and onto the bridge like metal building and go to it’s very end.

While walking down the path he felt like the main character, he didn’t know if as the hero or as the bad guy. He wasn’t sure about that, but he knew this was important, would change him.

And as he reached the end of it, he saw someone. Someone all to familiar who shouldn’t be here, laying in a casket.

He didn’t know what to do or what to say or... anything.

He just broke down behind the casket not being able to handle seeing his mother like this.

His cries grew quieter over time and he was ready to get back up and face her.

“Emilie, I did it! I fixed it!”

His father. Why had he never told him about this?

Adrien took a few more breaths. Ready to question his father, he stepped out from behind the casket.

“Father, wha-“

Instead of his father there was Hawkmoth standing in front of him, proudly holding up the peacock miraculous.

“A-adrien. What are you doing here?”

“What are youdoing here, father? Why is mother here? A-and why are you Hawkmoth? What is going on?”

Adrien couldn’t hold himself together, he broke down and let everything out. All the bottles up emotions.

Gabriel was shocked to say the least, he didn’t want his son to find out like this.

“Nooroo, dark wings fall.”

The fatherly dude in Gabriel took over seeing Adrien. So he sat down next to Adrien and hugged him.

“I’m sorry.”

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Jason: *on private line* Swanhead.

Tim: Red Hood. Don’t call me that. What is it?

Jason: Send me my location, I don’t know where I am.

Tim: Hold-

Dick: *batkids group channel* Hey Baby Bird.

Tim: Nightwing. Again don’t call me-you know what? Nevermind. What’s the problem?

Dick: I need you to send me my location, I got kidnapped overseas.

Tim: Red Hood too.

Jason: Hey! I didn’t get kidnapped, I was violently taken hostage for a minor drug deal that went wrong. Totally different.

Tim: Right.

Jason: Listen here you little shi-

Dick: Oh, Little Wing’s in Belarus. Coordinates: 53.6212, 27.94683 and there’s a bike nearby he can use to get to the aircraft landing space close by but he’ll have to be careful because it’s swarmed by mean-looking guards.

Tim: …..

Jason: Since when are the guards nice-looking?

Dick: Little Wing, when you get kidnapped as often as I do, you get to pick and choose who you like.

Tim: Not getting into that mess but how’d you know Jason’s coordinates?

Dick: Older Sibling’s Intuition!

Tim and Jason: Bullshit.

Tim: Anyway, I’ll send Batman to pick you up.

Dick: Wait, no, Batman will bring Robin and little D just went over to J-Superboy’s house to play video games.

Tim: ….Okay, then I’ll send Batgirl.

Dick: No Batgirl’s throwing it back at a frat party so don’t bother her. She’s winning.

Tim: Orphan.

Dick: No she’s busy dismantling an underground mercenary establishment in Shanghai.

Tim: I’ll-

Dick: Nah, enjoy your date with your golden teddy bear tonight. It’s also a bit of a distance to go from Gotham to Metropolis to pick up your other one.

Tim: OKAY HOW DO YOU KNOW EVERYONE’S LOCATION BUT YOUR OWN?!

Dick: ….Tee Hee 😋✨

Jason: *muffled* did he just “Tee Hee?”

Tim: ….where are the kidnappers, I gotta rescue them.

Dick: *in the background on Dick’s line: sobbing and nonstop muffled thank you’s*

Dick: Whaddya mean? They’re fine. Right, guys? *more crying heard*

Tim: Dick….

Jason: *on private channel* Shushhh. Just let him have this. Still send help though. For them.

Day 16

Thursday

Future

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No miraculous AU like no LB no CN no hundreds of years old master

Adrien had often dreamt about his future. But he never thought he’d end up here of all places and with her if all people.

Because after they finished school, they all went out looking for their next adventure and by some miracle, he and Alix ended up together in law school.

They were known all over the campus, I mean a blonde haired model and a pink haired jockey-sports girl don’t really seam that smart or like the typical law student.

And in the end they graduated as class bests.

He and Alix became real good friends over the time and continued spending a lot of time together afterwards.

And normally they would go jogging together today but Alix wasn’t waiting in front of his apartment like she usually did. Adrien didn’t think much of it and jogged to her apartment expecting to meet her on the way. He didn’t. And in front of her apartment building he pulled out his keys searching for the spare key he had.

Adrien pushes open the door to be hit with a string wave of Alcohol and the sight of 8 women, Alix included, lying passed out in Alix’s living room.

He wasn’t sure what to do but decided to tiptoe over to Alix and wake her to ask what in the world is going on.

“Alix? Alix? Time to wake up. ALIX!” He shoved her of the couch and woke her and the other people in the room up.

“What the- owww- Adrien! Guys! Adrien’s here!”

Alix jumped around the room waking her guests even more to introduce them to him.

“What do you- ADRIEN?!”

It turned out the women in Alix’ apartment were his old classmates and they had a reunion at Alix’.

He and Marinette got into contact again and his future looked even brighter.

Day 4

Saturday

Plagg

@adrienagresteseptember2021

He’s a pain in his ass.

His best friend.

The sinker of Atlantis.

His kwami.

The one that killed the dinosaurs out (but they still somehow exist?).

He’s in love with cheese, especially Camembert.

He’s quite a handful.

He’s a lot more than words.

Not even his name can completely get him.

Plagg.

“Adrieeeeen~”

“Why are you obsessed over Ladybug?”

“Go. To. Sleep.”

“I love you.”

“I want cheese.”

“I’m hungry.”

Some of his favorite sentences.

But now their time is over.

Every evil is defeated.

And they don’t need them anymore.

Now they’ll have to say Goodbye which is hard.

“I’ll muss you kid and I already told you this but you’re the best Cat Noir I ever had.”

Tears were already welling in Adrien’s eyes because Plagg was the last piece of his family he had. His dad turned out to be Hawkmoth, his mum is dead, ladybug and he still didn’t reveal identities, Nathalie was Mayura and the police thought Gorilla was tangled up in this mess as well.

And now Plagg has to leave him too.

“I don’t want you to go, you’re my best friend and the last family I have. I don’t know how I’ll be strong enough to continue without you at my side.”

Plagg flew to Adrien’s shoulder and hugged him as big as he managed. “I don’t want to leave you either, I-“

“Hey.” Tikki, Ladybug’s kwamis arrived to retrieve the miraculous.

“I’m sorry. Ladybug just-“

Adrien stopped her. “Thank you, Tikki. But I really don’t want to hear about Ladybug.”

“Adrien, we don’t have to do this. You could transform and we would run away and open this shop we talked about and-“

“I’m sorry, Plagg. I wish things could be different but,” Plagg knew that this was going to hurt even more than it did the last time “Plagg, I renounce you.”

With those words Plagg was sucked into the ring. Adrien took the ring of his finger and put it back into the box he had carefully stored away into the top drawer of the small shelf, next to the Camembert.

“Here.”

He handed the box to Tikki and turned away to cry and scream and break down until all his tears were shred, all his screams turned silent and everything inside him was broken to a level not even Cat Noir’s cataclysm could reach.

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Day 14

Tuesday

Dreams

@adrienagresteseptember2021

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It wasn’t much of a task. They were supposed to write down their childhood dream for class.

But for some reason Adrien had still struggled with the task.

He watched a lot of old recordings and looked at his drawings and some pictures.

In the end, he was satisfied with the outcome of his research.

And Mme. Bustier was now asking everyone what their childhood dream was-is, it depends.

She started with Nino, logically.

“I wanted to be a bubble breathing dinosaur.”

Nino earned a few chuckles for that.

“What a nice dream, Nino. Adrien?”

“Oh, I always wanted to be what my parents want me to be and to make them proud of me.”

“How nice of you, but do you also have a childhood dream of what you wanted to be for yourself and not your parents?”

“I just want to be the perfect son for them and make them proud.”

“Alright. Marinette, what is your childhood dream?”

Adrien felt like he said something wrong, maybe he understood the task wrong.

“I dreamt of being the knitting fairy.”

“Well, you’re on a good way to become a sewing fairy. Alya?”

“I’m not sure miss, I can’t remember and neither can my family.”

“That’s alright, Alya, don’t worry. Ivan?”

“I wanted to have long and pretty hair like my mother.”

“Your hair may not be very long but it’s very pretty. Nathaniel, what about you?”

“I dreamed about being a comedian.”

No, he did understand the task right and he did as told.

“I have to say, some of your comics are pretty funny. Juleka?”

“Do I have to?”

“No, of course not. If you don’t feel comfortable sharing then that’s completely fine. Rose, do you want to share?”

“I wanted to be an angel because they help people like doctors or fairies.”

Maybe Mme Bustier didn’t like his answer, but he fulfilled the task.

Mme Bustier smiles sadly at that.

“You would’ve been the greatest angel. Max?”

“Roboter.”

“I hope building one is as good. Kim?”

“...”

“He fantasized about being a model.”

It was an interesting thought.

“I don’t know if this was you place to answer Alix, but your turn now.”

“I wanted to be the best at everything I want break every existing rule or boundary.”

“Then nothing much changed. Myléne?”

“I-i often pretended to be a plant.”

“What a beautiful dream. Okay, Chloé?”

“I wanted to be like my mommy.”

There’s it again! The same expression Mme Bustier had at his answer!

He knew Chloé and her mother didn’t have the best relationship so it was understandable.

But what is wrong with his answer?

He doesn’t have much time to dwell on it as the class broke out into laughter over Sabrina’s childhood dream wanting to be a Rock’n’Roll legend, not being able to imagine it.