cataphoriccatastrophe  asked:

“I was going to thank you for your help, but I did most of that.” Chloe and Adrien friendship

I decided to go super alter egos with it. Thanks for the prompt, sweets! ;)

“I was going to thank you for your help, but I did most of that,” Chat Noir drawled, rubbing his hands together.

Queen B waved a hand. “You had it covered.”

He shook his head with a grin and jumped up to join her on the wall. “Quiet night. Those hooligans were the only trouble we’ve had this week.”

She laughed and the sound was light and airy. “Did you honestly just call those kids hooligans?”

“That’s what they were!”

“You’re ridiculous.” 

He chuckled and knocked the heels of his boots against the wall. “So how do you feel about all this?”

“You and Ladybug made it look much harder than it actually is.”

“You’ve got jokes tonight, I see,” he replied, rolling his eyes.

Queen B inhaled deeply, closing her eyes. “I feel like this is what I’ve been meant to do my whole life. Does that make sense? Like all the other crap was just so I could get here.”

“I absolutely get that.”

She nudged his shoulder with hers. “What about you?”

“What about me?”

“Have you figured out what you’re going to do yet?”

Chat Noir frowned, scratching a claw against the top of his thigh. “I’m still torn. Father really wants me in Milan.”

“Do you want to go to Milan?”

“He says it would mean a lot to him.”

Queen B sighed. “You realize you aren’t answering my question, don’t you?”

He ignored her, continuing to scratch at his leg. “I haven’t mentioned it to Ladybug yet.”

“Because you aren’t going.”


“Don’t you Chloe me, Adrikins. If you were really going to do what Dastardly Duckhair wanted, you would’ve already packed your bags and kissed LB goodbye,” she scoffed.

“Did you just call my dad Dastardly Duckhair?”

“Have you seen that tragedy on top of his head?”

Chat Noir heaved a sigh. “I really don’t want to leave.”

“Good. Then you aren’t going anywhere,” she smiled smugly.

He glanced at her with a fond expression on his face. “Is that so?”

“You’re my best friend and the third favorite hero of Paris. You have to stay put.”

“Third favorite?!”

“Ladybug and I are obviously the first two.”

“In what order?”

She lifted her chin. “That’s not important.”

He laughed and shook his head. “Please never change, Chlo.”

Queen B linked her arm through his and leaned against him. “I never plan to.”

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