1. Babyhood

It took her a while to understand what was going on.

The last thing she remembered was sitting at the back of the bus on her way to work when suddenly the bus was spinning out of control before being knocked over the bridge. The panic as salt water slowly drowned everyone before herself and then darkness was all she knew.

Sometimes she could make out voices beyond the dark, sometimes yelling and stuttering apologies.

She didn't know how long she was trapped before it happened. Suddenly the darkness enclosed on her, choked her and pushed her.

And then she was being held. By what she didn't know, her vision was too blurry.

Never before had she felt so weak and vulnerable. She didn't have much control over her body and she almost immediately fell asleep.

Between crying, eating, pooping and her vision slowly clearing up, a month had past before she realized what had happened.

She was a baby again. Somehow, someway she had been given another life.

It took her longer to fully grasp her situation and realize exactly who she had been reincarnated into.

Chloé Bourgeois.

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

It explained the parental neglect and various caretakers that took care of her. At first she thought she was an orphan, but her room was much too glamorous for that.

At least her room wasn't the typical pink room for little girls. Because she hated pink. It actually had style.

It made sense now that she knew she was the daughter of fashion designer, Audrey Bourgeois and the Mayor. She was living in Le Grand Paris.

Being a baby was boring.

Chloé twisted her tiny body around in her crib and ignored the boring toys hanging off the arch.

She tried to stand up, but her undeveloped limbs couldn't support herself yet. She huffed and pouted when she failed yet again to get up.

"Chloé dear."

Her eyes immediately snapped to the person who said her new name.

There were very few constants in her new life and it was almost never the same people.

The butler guy, Jean, who seamed to genuinely like her and took care of her needs along with the nanny Lia, were the ones she saw and liked the most.

Her parents, as expected from what she saw of the original Chloé's relationship with them in canon, were the ones she saw the least.

But this time, it was her so called Mother who came to talk to her. Which was rare. This is only the seventh time she's shown herself to Chloé in the last six months.

Audrey didn't have a maternal bone in her body. And Chloé suspected the woman never actually wanted to deal with children even if they were her own or got over the fact that babies were more gross than cute in their early days.

It was more than okay. Chloé already had an awesome Mom from her previous life and didn't want someone else to replace her. This distant relationship with Audrey actually suited her. Audrey treated her like a mini adult which she actually prefered to being baby talked to.

But oh how she understood why the original Chloé was messed up if this was her childhood.

Audrey leaned over her daughter's crib to look at her with a critical eye.

The woman was clearly extremely difficult to please but Chloé had gathered that Audrey actually did care about her in her own way.

Chloé blinked back at her expectantly as if to say, 'what do you want?'

"Yes. You'd be perfect."

Perfect? For what?

Then for the first time as far as Chloé knew, Audrey picked her up. It was uncomfortable at first before she was adjusted to one arm.

Chloé eyed her warily.

"You're going to model for an old friend of mine."

Oh. She wasn't expecting this.

Chloé could only stare stunned as a miniature version of Adrien Agreste cooed at her with a bright smile.

Inside, she melted, he was the cutest cinnamon bun to ever grace the Earth. Not only that, but she was actually sitting across from the one half of her ship. Fangirling doesn't even begin to describe her feelings. If she was a young adult again she would sweep him up in her arms and never let him go.

But since she was the same age as the adorable thing across from her...

Emelie Agreste stood off to the side next to the cameraman with Audrey.

She watched with mild shock as little Chloé ignored the building blocks in front of her and reached for a puzzle meant to teach kids the alphabet and proceeded to tutor Adrien how to say each letter.

The cameras clicked off in a wild frenzy.

She turned uncertainly to Audrey.

"Your daughter is very..."

Audrey scowled, "what? Spit it out."

"Advanced? She doesn't act like a baby. There's nothing wrong with it! Maybe you should have her tested. She is definitely a genius."

Audrey looked with sharper eyes at Chloé as an idea formed in her head. "Maybe I will."

So yeah. Tell me what you think.