Ok, so by popular request, I was able to get some of the revelations scene out. Hope to get more up soon, but enjoy!

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Nino's hand slammed down on the table in front of Adrien, cutting off the sound of his nervous fingers. He startled up and winced when he saw Nino's eyes narrowed in annoyance. Not too far away, Alya was bearing down on Marinette with a blank stare that conveyed quite enough of her own feelings on the subject; she might have been growling too. The rest of the students were spread, mostly uniform, around the classroom with Ivan guarding the door and Chloe fuming in the corner. Mme. Bustier had her head in her hands and muttering could be heard from where she sat behind her desk.

Following the disastrous reveal atop the school earlier, the two of them had finally transformed (too late) and run off to end the attack. The battle hadn't been much of one at all, full of tension and paranoia; it had barely lasted two minutes. There had been a terse argument about what to do before Marinette had finally given in, admitting that perhaps it was best to get it all out of the way as soon as possible. Even so, as they'd run back towards the school, Adrien had been harboring a small, secret hope that his Lady's Lucky Charm had vanished the event from the class' memories. It had died quickly at the sight of Nino's face.

Here they were now, confined (sentenced) to this room until either him or her finally spoke. Rose hemhem -ed, a small squeak in her high-pitched voice,

"H-has it always been you guys?"

She sounded timid even as she forced herself forward, but her eyes made it even worse; she looked on the verge of crying. Adrien's mouth gaped open for a moment, not even pretending to know what words were caught there. Barely a second passed before Alix stalked forward from behind her, quick with righteous fury and nearly toppled Nino as she pushed close. Marinette tensed beside him when Alix clutched at his collar and dragged him half out his chair, the table's edge jutting painfully into hip.

"Well, Chat Noir?" She spit out his alter ego's name like a curse, and he couldn't quite stop himself from flinching back. Marinette cleared her throat, drawing the room's attention.

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Eyes. They felt like pricks of fire, scorching her from all directions as she stood. She felt half-strangled, choking on her protests that - that it was for a good cause - she'd never want hurt them - it's not-! There was a half-caught shudder through her body. Alya placed a calming hand on her shoulder, the light weight surprisingly grounding. She collapsed into her chair again.

The blogger commanded attention, no question, as she stared around to the rest of their classmates, before her eyes settled back on Marinette. Finally, the bluenette was able to see the faint comfort and confusion hiding behind the fire.

"It's okay, Marinette. We're not going to hurt you." A pointed glance to the side caused Alix to let go with a huff. Adrien's chair made a loud scraping noise as he sat. "We're just trying to understand. It's not like you can really blame us!" Her frustration was audible, straining her voice in unpleasant ways. Marinette looked down at her lap, slumping her shoulders. She nodded.

"She knows." The entire room jumped at the small voice in the silent room. Tikki had escaped from Marinette's purse unnoticed, and now she floated right up to Alya's face. She reared back in surprise and let out a small shriek. "It was a secret kept for good reason; she never once forgot how much it could hurt you," the kwami looked around with a solemn air, "All of you." As mature and kind as Tikki sounded, though, Alya certainly didn't seem to be taking any of it in; she was stock-still with one hand clamped over her mouth, eyes wide.

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What? What is - ? The little red fairy in front of her was still talking. But what was it? She - the thing sounded feminine - had black spots covering her body, almost like a - Wait, she'd seen this before… Think, think!

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Nino sputtered at the thing in front of him for barely a second before Adrien grunted in discomfort, and his eyes flicked over to the blond. He seemed to be digging around in his jacket for - another little creature! This one was black, and flashed angry green eyes around the room, hissing whenever it caught someone staring. It lifted up and zoomed over to the lecturing red one. He turned horror-filled eyes back on his best friend, who just shrugged, a sheepish grin on his face.

"Sorry, he's not much of a people-kwami."

What?

Chloe screamed, and a book slammed into Adrien's face.

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I am sorry this is so short. :/ Life tends to get in the way.

But! I do have a request for anybody that is willing: I'm trying to write a book, but I'm having some issues describing a certain alien creature. If anybody would like to, I would love it if someone could draw the species for me. I'll describe it as best I can for you and send you my own pictures as well. If you're interested in helping me design it, send me a private message!

Please & Thanks!

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