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{2022/01/15}
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Pale hands felt sweaty as a boy tried his best to avoid his birth parents. Life had been difficult living with them ever since he had come out.
The miraculous user sweatdrop at the memory of that night.
-
“How dare you!! Do you know how this affects our Image!?!”
“No one wants to buy from a disgraceful home!!”
“Marinette, don’t you know how much it hurts us to lose our little girl?”
“Just stop the attention-seeking… “
-
‘Yeah, fun night…’ After that, his parents had pulled him out from Francoise Dupont’s In-school program, in favour of transferring him to its online course, rather than a fully different one due to Ms. Bustier’s saying of, and I quote, ‘The need for Marinette to keep a commitment to her Job as class president.’ Or, her way of saying ‘i don’t wanna lose my work serf! I don’t want to do all this work.’
What a great teacher.
Tom and Sabine had confined him to his room denying anyone the absolute pleasure of laying their eye’s on him. Which was pretty fine, he could work on commissions there, but he couldn’t feel lonely. He spent hours staring at his corkboard, and no despite his… middle school says he was not an Adrian fan anymore, filled to the brim with friendly photos of his best friends.
Now, leading him to this predicament after listening to Trixx’s suggestion. “Hurry up my Kit!”
“Shush Trixx!?!” They exclaimed as he struggled quietly sneaking off his balcony onto the roof, out of costume mind you, “You’re floating! You have no say in this.”
After a painstakingly long time, and several rooftops later, the boy was on the ground bolting through the streets before making it through the doors of La Grande Paris and making a b-line to the elevator.
“You did it!” The fox cheered. “YayAyaY…” The boy cheered back non excitedly.
Exiting the elevator, they made their way to a very familiar room. The ebony-haired boy knocked twice before the door slammed open. “Where have you been!?!!”
Chloe grabbed the boy’s arm and dragged him into her suite, he had been here many times in and out of costume, the boy’s eyes wandered around before landing on the giant full-sized mirror, Carolina blue eyes observed himself in disgust. He looked so feminine, and he hated it.
Sure his face was shaped in an androgynous shape, but his hair signified a feminine appearance. It wasn’t too long, but not short enough, it stopped mid-back. A small peak of bangs sat in the middle while the rest swept to the sides and behind the ears. Back at the beginning of teenagehood, they had thought that having the feel of longer hair would deny him of all the thoughts of changing.
‘ How stupid of me.’
Chloe had sat the poor boy down by the time he had stopped his monologue. Placing her hands to the sides of her hips. “Now, what’s up Fox. ”
“You can tell us, no matter how Chlo frames it, she truly cares for you.” Tikki appeared with her gentle voice from her bugs back. Chloe was the first person to know after he had confronted her about her own civilian identity after a battle.
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Scarletbug stood in front of the fox hero, her partner. Not by destiny, no. Not like that Mangy cat, trapping them on the wall, fist raised for violence.
“Um,” the fox hero swallowed. “If it makes you feel better, here’s one of my secrets-”
“Don’t you dare tell me your identity, it will not make me feel better. It’ll make me wanna hit you in civis.”
“-I might be transgender!” The fox squeaked in a panic. Blinking, Scarlet dropped her fist.
“Dammit, Mayhem, now I can’t punch you without feeling transphobic you ass.”
Mayhem swiftly, and quietly snuck away far enough from the bug ‘n close enough to the edge. His back coattails swaying in the wind. Mayhems hero costume was meant to drive a sort of gender-neutral message to confuse enemies, so really, Scarlet never knew their identity properly.
Meaning, she only got half the message.
‘That damn fox.’
“See you Chlo.”
-
“That Damned Fox,” Chloe grumbled leaving Tikki floating fast behind her.
“Ouch, how could my lady be so rude,” The blonde jumped before turning to the sofa in her room. There sat-
“Dupain-Cheng!?!??”
They hummed, making a familiar squeak that foxes make. “Nope! Right now…” Trixx came out, speaking in the same with their dark-haired Kit.
“We are Mayhem.”
-
“I came out?” He announced with jazz hands.
“And?” Chloe’s familiar annoying voice questioned.
“My family is in fact homophobic, so, Nino owes you money.”
The two, and the kwami’s, sat in silence.“Damn…I’m gonna be rolling in money.” Chloe exclaimed falling onto her other couch.
The boy across from her barked in laughter, "I guess so." Both of them sat in silence for a minute or so before the conversation started up.
"What now?"
"Pardon..?" Blue eyes blinked in confusion.
"You wanna run away or something?" Chloe shrugged at him. "I mean, you stopped coming to school around a month ago... So I'm assuming that's the coming out date?"
Mayhem nodded. "SO, your parents have locked you up for a month."Another nod. "That's not a good thing, that's like, the start of a whole downfall."
Thinking back to the most recent of the month, they had been getting more secretive he supposed. Constantly being on the family laptop downstairs, being on call for hours at a time, leaving home from time to time, that one bro-
That one Therapy brochure he found in their room.
"Oh, my, gods." His face fell blank, "They might be planning to send me to therapy." He thought out loud, damn.
<<<<<
An hour, seven phone calls and chaotic planning later, stood in the hotel basement in costume was Scareletbug, Mayhem and their Masked associate.
Sighing, their friend in front of them placed their white-gloved hand onto their forehead. "It might take a while, and you'll need to inform the rest of them but it can be done."
"Thank's Nightmare..."
Felix, or Nightmare, was the main brains of their team. The chest of his costume led into a turtle neck, coloured in a dark warm grey colour. His arms were black that faded into, once again, a warm gray (darker than the one on his chest) and then into a white. His stomach was laced with a belt that circles around him three times, cream coloured with black notches. The pants were pretty baggy that sunk and sat in boots that faded from black to white.
He was the background leader of their team, Chloe was made and tailored to be the leader to everyone else. She was who everyone saw as the mastermind so that Nightmare could stay in the shadows.
Everyone else in the team was chosen by him and made their costumes based on his very own. Nightmare had chosen after Mayhem found out about Scarletbug for the "mass reveal".
"Go off and do your little show," His white-glove waved them off. "Bunnix and I will work on behind the scenes to cover your tracks."
Mayhem did a spinny little dance before running off, eventually disappearing into the dark. "Ugh, I hate him and his constant ability to use mirage on himself like that..." Scarlet grumbled.
"Well, you'd be able to use those Ladybug healing abilities of yours constantly if you had practiced as I suggested, you'd be able to do that too." Scarlet jumped at Felix before nervously laughing and running off.
"Mayhem!! Don't leave me here with him!?!!"
"tch," Slipping his hand back into his pocket he pulled out a device. One imbued with miraculous magic. "Bunnix? Yeah, it's happening." Muttering out 'voyage' he walked through one of his portals, "We'll need that fake body... no no, I've conversated with this American over the course of months. Our agreement is tight."
Felix hummed, "Yes. Just a few transportation Jobs... alright, I'll head off."
<<<<<
A day later, 4:20 pm
"Scar, you ready for a show?" Mayhem whispered raising his flute to his mouth. "Let's just get this over with," Scarlet spoke out, she herself was busy on her phone. "What even are you looking at?" The orange hero asked, taking his mind off of the job.
"Warehouses, for your house and our new home base." "What!?!-"
"Night already agreed, after all, we really need to stop meeting in the basement." She stated dusting herself off. "The cleaning ladies are making rumours about the 'Demons in the Basement.'"
Mayhem just barked off a laugh, "Sometimes I forget how much money we make from those jobs, but I'm assuming that's how we're affording it. Are we not?"
Standing to look off the edge of the window Chloe rolled her eyes, "let's just do this."
He shrugged his shoulders. A familiar music hum flew through the room, "Mirage."
<<<<<
Paris News!
A 16-year-old child commits suicide off the love lock bridge.
A story of heartbreak?
Dispair?
Or are our villains taking such a toll on young youth?
read more...
More like this:
Baker's child dies of suicide.
Jagged's Famous designer kills herself for attention?
Jagged Stone writes a song dedicated to his
'Favourite Neice.'
Clara Nightingale has a Charity
performance for Youth Suicide prevention.
<<<<<
Fiddling with his now short, moppy, tangled dark teal hair. Unused with its natural colour, but overall grateful for its short style.
"May... mayhem... don't you think this is enough sets?" Felix grumbled out from underneath him. "Na, don't you remember? you said you wanted to increase your training! After all, you cant be just brains." Mayhem sang out.
He pretended not to hear Felix's sounds of suffering while Chloe strutted in with a laptop, "Alright! I have your new records just need a First and last name. Maybe middle if you'd like."
"Oh!" Hopping off Felix, who groaned happily. Their black Convers hit the ground, black overall shorts and white dress shirt, that covered his hands, swayed as they danced upon the concrete floor of the warehouse. "I've thought about this."
"With my help!" Trixx chirped flying from one of the rooms.
"It's perfect, we tell you, perfect!" Chloe hummed, waiting to hear it. "Ikaris Alexo Crumb." They spoke in unison just as all ways.
Silence spread throughout the room. "What," Felix questioned from the ground. "You know!" He danced around the floor with Trixx, over Felix's body. "My favourite Myth Icarus, and the hero Ikaris, was my chip in."
"Alexo was mine!" Trixx chirped, "It means to defend, to help! just as we do!~" The Kwami hummed dancing with Ikaris like it was a show for the other two.
"And we both had Crumb as out thought!" They sang together.
The two blonds watched the show happen, Felix who had gotten off of the ground and leaned over Chloe's shoulder.
"I like it." The Male blonde thought out loud. "What!?!" Chloe shrieked, "Stick 'de Vanily' on it, we need to make sure no one will come after our brother." The ladybug looked mortified. "Your saying.. you want to make our brother's name, Ikaris Alexo Crumb de Vanilly'."
"Yes."
"I'm surprised you're not dancing up there with Ikaris." Felix 'hmmed' in thought, "Ikaris?"
"Yes, ~!?" The dancing did not in fact stop. "Can I stick 'de Vanily' on the end of your new name?" Ikaris looked in thought. "Sure! if you call me crumb?" Chloe was heard groaning in the background.
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relations:
-Brother: Felix Graham de Vanily.[no relation to parent,
but is legally adopted by Felix as a brother]
-Sister: Chloe Bourgeois(-de Vanily)
{edited by my awake self 2022/01/24}