had brought more peril or bother to Nathanael’s life than the day Hawkmoth got
it in his head that he was dating Queen Bee.
started with a chance rescue, the black and yellow heroine scooping him up as
he fell from the claws of an Akuma that dangled him over the Seine. And at the
time, it had been thrilling; to be scooped up by Paris’ latest heroine and
whisked away over the rooftops away from danger. There wasn’t a teenager in
Paris that hadn’t idly fantasized about being rescued by one of the four
superheroes that saved their city on a regular basis.