8. But You're Just A Boy, Part Two

"I brace myself for the goodbye….because that's all I've ever known.." - Taylor Swift; "Mine"

London, England 2010

Felix Hummel blew a strand of blonde hair out of his eyes, attempting to ignore his classmates loud din. It was always infuriating to him how loud his fellow students could be - did they have no understanding of the idea of silence? The courtyard was the epicenter of this cacophony, where Felix sat as he waited for his sister - Marian - to come pick him up from school. She was running late from her job at Bloomingdale's, and thus that meant he was stuck here at school.

He loved his sister, he really did, but it drove him insane waiting her for so long with so much noise. He cringed as a high-pitched yell was admitted from a group of twelve-year olds running across the grassy field, his teeth grinding together.

"Please," he thought to himself, "please shut up!"

"Oi!" a thick Irish accent yelled from the bench next to him. "Be quite, would' ya?!"

Felix turned to the bench, seeing a peeved off Chinese girl with her hair in two long ponytails, a sketchbook in her lap. She was turned to the group of twelve-year olds, which had grouped directly behind her. He cocked his head to the side as he observed the young girl. He looked to be about fourteen - much like him -, but he could never recall ever seeing her around school before. Was she new here? That would explain her Irish accent, as opposed to the one used around normally.

The kids scoffed and ran off, talking under their breath about her, not so stealthily and so that she could hear. She shook her head and sighed, turning to return to her sketch book, before catching sight of the blonde. The raven haired girl smiled kindly - as if she hadn't just told off a group of girls - and waved at him. Felix raised an eyebrow, as if a dare to talk to her.

"'Ello!" she called. "Name's Bridgette. What's yours?"

"Felix," he replied stiffly, turning away from her then. It was obvious that she was trying to make friends with him, but he didn't do friends. They were far too much work for what they were worth. Besides, he had Plagg now and what was her name …. Ladybug?...to be his companion now.

"Fe-li-x," she drawled out, testing out the word sounded on her tongue. She decided that she liked the word and smiled, and he found that he liked her toothy grin - although that he would never admit that to her. She was far too annoying to attempt to befriend and besides, he never gave compliments.

"Yes, very impressive," Felix sneered. "You can say my name."

"Looks like you're one unhappy buck," Bridgette said, ignoring his tone. She picked up her bag and sketchbook and took a seat next to him, still wearing that infuriatingly charming smile. "What's got you having a puss face?"

"Puss?" he asked, unable to help himself.

"Puss - you know with a sulking face?" Bridgette explained with a roll of her eyes. She gave a slight scoff and leaned back on the bench, as if settling in to have a real conversation with him. "I forget your Brits have different slang sometimes. Sometimes I feel like I'm acting the maggot."

Felix decided not to encourage her and ask what asking the maggot meant, although he was curious. A beep came from the street, and Felix turned to see his sister waiting in her car with a smile. Felix gave a sigh of relief at the sight - thank God, someone was finally here to rescue him from the company of this girl.

"Gotta go, goodbye," Felix said stiffly, standing quickly and making his way towards the car with a scowl.

"See you tomorrow!" the girl called after him, and he didn't have to look behind him to know that she was waving. He grit his teeth and got in the car, pointedly ignoring her. His sister smiled at him once he got in.

"That a new friend?" she asked.

"No!" Felix quickly said. "She is not my friend!"

Paris, France 2017

"Talk?" Felix said from behind a cruel smile, one side of his lips curling into a smirk. Bridgette let out a steadying breath and kept her gaze on him, no matter how hard she wanted to turn away from him. Just being near him caused a deep ache in her chest; the ocean that was her feelings for him was fighting to capsize her.

"Yes, love, talk. You do still know what that means, right?" Bridgette retorted easily, raising her left eyebrow as an unspoken challenge to him. Felix gave a quiet hmph, and turned away from her, staring up at the stained windows as he repainted his face into one of blank emotion.

"Well, if I remember correctly, I asked for Ladybug," Felix said. "And you are not her."

"Well, you see," Bridgette said, taking a slow march towards him with a smirk, "you asked for Ladybug. You don't say which one - me or Marinette. Because - and I expect you to remember this - I was Ladybug, once upon a time."

Felix chuckled darkly at her words. "Yes, I do remember." Felix turned to face her, cocking his head to the side as he looked her over with a critical eye, as if she were prey being sized up a predator. He moved closer to her, a wicked smile dancing on his lips.

"You said that you would answer questions, Felix," Bridgette pointed out coldly, her face remaining an unchanged emotionless stone.

"I did say that, didn't I?" Felix said, rubbing his chin as if it were a beard. "Go ahead, love, ask away?"

Will you come back to me? Will you ever be Felix again? Bridgette wanted to ask.

"Why are you in Paris? Why are you going after Marinette?" Bridgette really asked, this time she moving closer to him. They were now only inches apart, she could feel his breath on her nose. Felix smirked and folded his arms behind his back. Bridgette heard rustling from above, and saw a glimpse of a blonde ponytail move in the shadows above.

Was he not working alone?

"And who are you working with?" Bridgette tacked on at the end.

"To answer your first question, I simply have to tell you remind you that the Miraculouses are here, and they are very important to my plan," Felix answered, although his words raised more questions. She opened her mouth to say more, but he held a finger as signal to halt her speech.

"Please, Bridgette, let me answer completely all the questions you've posed before you go asking more, you'll make me lose my train of thought," Felix said calmly, before continuing. "As for your second question, I'm afraid I can not tell you - because then I will ruin the surprise, and we wouldn't want that, now would we? I've been pouring through books for years to get the information to do this and I don't want it to be over so soon!"

Bridgette scowled at him. "Why you little -"

"I said no talking Bridgette!" Felix scolded, as if he was a teacher talking to a student. "As for your third question, why don't I let her introduce herself?" He snarled. "Queen Bee!"

A deep pain spread from Bridgette's shoulder as something hit it, throwing Bridgette onto the floor. She reached out her palms as they broke her fall as she hit the stone, turning her neck to see a blonde girl wearing …. No.

"Queen Bee!" Bridgette accused angrily, returning to face her former lover with a shocked expression. Queen Bee furrowed her brow behind her mask and too looked at Felix, surprised that this girl knew who she was.

"How do you know my name?" Queen Bee asked, her voice near a yell. Bridgette laughed and began to stand, turning to her with a fiery anger in her eyes.

"Because," she said slowly, "Katniss was the Kwami of our sworn enemy, the Queen Bee before you. Master Fu was planning on giving her to you, before Felix must have stole it." At the word stole, Felix burst out laughing. Bridgette turned to him in confusion and crossed her arms.

"And what would be so funny?" Bridgette demanded. Felix wiped away a tear from laughing, and towered over her, bending down to impose upon her.

"I didn't steal anything," Felix said slowly, popping the final syllable with a smile. "Someone gave it to me."

Gave it….who could have given it to him? Did someone else steal it and give it to Felix? Or…..was someone on their side working with Felix? Felix smirked at her confusion and turned on his heel to leave, motioning for Queen Bee to follow.

"I think that's enough questions for right now, I think it's time we leave Queen Bee," Felix said. Queen Bee, however, remained frozen, and stared at Bridgette and Felix with a perplexed expression. At noting her disobedience, he turned around and balled his fist at his side with rage.

"Queen Bee!"

"Oh, right," Queen Bee said, racing to follow after him. They disappeared into the rafters above, but Bridgette made no move to follow. She was too lost in her thoughts. Queen Bee was on Felix's side. And they could have someone on the inside working for them.

Things just got a whole lote more complicated.

Queen Bee raced with Felix across the roofs, but her mind was somewhere far away. The whole time, this Bridgette kept bringing up Marinette and asking what Felix's plans for her where. This couldn't have been the Marinette that Chloe knew, could it? I mean, come on, how many people in Paris are named Marinette again? But yet, Chloe couldn't shake the feeling that the Marinette they were talking about was her pint-sized former nemesis.

And who was Master Fu? Why were they going to give her Katniss? Felix had told her that Katniss was just for her, a gift to help get rid of Ladybug and Chat Noir? Why was someone else going to gift her with these abilities?

Their was more Felix wasn't telling her.

They soon arrived at Chloe's room (narrator would like to correct Chloe and tell her it is basically an apartment she lives in), and Queen Bee slipped in after a promise from Felix that he would be back in the morning for more of her services. Queen Bee, did not, however take off her costume.

Instead, she slipped back out the second was clear and headed towards the nearest jewelry store she could find. It was time to get some answers, come hell or highwater.

Alya had just managed to calm down enough from her worry and anxiety over the complicated mess of Chat Blanc and Marinette's health to get some sleep, when Trixx woke her up in a daze.

"Alya! Come on, get up!" the small Kwami said, nuzzling into her cheek. Alya at first attempted to swat her away, rolling over in her bed. She peeked her eyes open to cheek the time on her phone, seeing that it was just past one in the morning. Was there really some sort of Akuma attack at this hour?

"Trixx," Alya whined, "it's one in the morning!" Trixx rolled her eyes and began nuzzling into the neck of her Choosen in an attempt to wake her up.

"Someone is robbing a jewelry store down the street!" Trixx said. "You can get there faster than the police. Come on, hurry up!" Alya sighed and stood up, stretching out her tiredness with a yawn. She rubbed her eyes and turned to the smiling Kwami.

"All right, fine!" Alya huffed.

"Trixx, fur on!"

She arrived at the jewelry store a few minutes later, a small bit of exhaustion still in her system. She busted through the door, her flute ready for use. Alya blinked a few times at the sight in front of her, unsure of what to make of it.

A jewelry case was broken, but nothing appeared to be missing. Just a few feet over stood a blonde girl in a yellow and black jumpsuit, a pair of antennae sticking out of her hair and a domino mask covering her face. She was looking at her feet, her hands bare of any merchandise.

"Who are you?" Alya demanded, sticking out her flute towards her like a swords. The girl sighed and looked up, and Alya was stuck with a familiar pair of blue eyes that she couldn't place.

"My name is Queen Bee," she said helplessly. "And I need some answers."

"No one really knows how the game is played, the art of the trade, how the sausage gets made. We just assume that it happens, and no one else is in the room where it happens." - Aaron Burr, Hamilton.

Okay, so...hi? It's been long, I know. And this is only like 2,000 words or so, but I really did try and make it a longer chapter. But here is something! Don't hate me, please.

Please note that quote above is from the musical version of the character, not the historical figure Aaron Burr.

Review Replies:

Thederpypikachu98: Thanks for your kind words! And no, Bridgette and Felix didn't get married. Chloe went to the dark side temporarily, as you could see but looks like she might come back! I personally think in canon that Sabine AND Tom know, because come on, they ain't stupid, but I went with only Sabine knowing so that I could focus more on Sabine's pregnancy - which will got more "screentime" next chap.

shadowpixie01: FIGHT ME, LOOK AT MY UPDATE! Also, good luck on your Undertale story, I know how excited you are to write it! And Chloe isn't an idiot, she's a human with little to no facts on what she is really involved in, she's just confused. And yes, Sabine is pregnant! I wanted to give some more stakes and also a little bit of reality into this otherwise fantastical fan-fiction!

DARK-EVIL-GODS21: I'm not giving up on this story! My passion for the show has diminished a little over the hiatus and due to a little show called Riverdale, but since that is also on hiatus right now Miraculous has my full attention again. Thanks for your review!

Livwrangler13: Thanks!

MiraculousFanForever: I'm happy everyone is taking to Sabine's pregnancy, I knew people would love it or hate it since it is a big change for the Dupain-Chang family.

mayuralover: Glad you liked Bridgette last chap! Hope you liked her here too!

IZZY: Thanks for clicking anyway, I'm always welcome to more readers! Another cliffy, I'm sorry! But please enjoy the update now!

Guest: It doesn't really make sense for all of them to be in one class, but I'm such a sucker for that trope that I just had to do it anyway. Hope you stick around anyway.