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“Thoughts”
This is so boring
Well how about we do another one of these inserts?
What about this place?
Yeah... that looks fun
But we know the possible results that may come from this option
But what if it was the same, but different enough
Ohhhhh now that will be interesting
Who will be the vessel?
This subject, the results always turn out... Rather exciting
Mmmm I can't wait to watch this
There will be alot of chaos
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-Oh god my head hurts- I said between massive and painful headaches as I woke up, I blinked for a bit so I can adjust my vision.
What happened to me? I was on the bus that was heading home and now I couldn't remember anything after. I looked around the room and saw that I seemed to be in a room, and I couldn't help but be surprise by the size and its quality.
"Oh this is nice, whoever lives here must be well off. Although it doesn't explain where the hell am I"
I was about to get up when suddenly...
- You're awake, thank goodness! I was starting to get worried and didn't know what to do!
I rubbed my eyes and had to pinch myself to see if I was still hallucinating, because I was seeing a little fairy that looked like a ladybug with two antennae, a big black spot on her forehead and two on the sides of her head, and a small tail with three points.
Had something drugged me? What the hell did they give me to cause these hallucinations? Because this reminded me of something?
Cautiously, I raise my hand to try to dispel the... insect? But to my surprise, I manage to touch the being.
"What are you supposed to be doing?"
"Are... are you real?"
"Of course I'm real! Now it's time for you to listen to me carefully about the great responsibility that rests on your shoulders! Your behavior as a hero has been deplorable. You barely helped your partner capture the akuma and...!"
The red little being continued its rant, but I barely listened as fear and stress began to take over. This all sounded very familiar, from a popular French series. Oh my God, don't tell me I'm Marinet...
No, it's not possible, this isn't her room. This place looks like a hotel suite...
I looked at my hands. Hands I didn't recognize, with soft skin and long, polished nails.
NO FUCK NO! ANYONE BUT HER!
I quickly got up and, ignoring the complaints of the fairy (or rather, the kwami named Tikki), I found the bathroom and looked at the person in the giant mirror in front of me.
Blonde hair, blue eyes, tanned skin, and satin pajamas with little bumblebees on them.
You.
You were….
Chloe.
Bourgeois.
I was in the body of a repulsive, spoiled, rich, insufferable brat with deep psychological traumas related to her bitchy mother. A character who seemed like she was going to have a redemption arc only for it to go to waste, all so the writers could have an excuse to saddle Marinette with the messiness of being the Guardian. A person hated by everyone and loved by no one.
Good heavens, I even suspected Audrey would have aborted Chloe if she could have gotten away with it and no one would have found out.
Oh, and I’m a girl.
When before i was a man.
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Tikki arrived just in time to see her new holder smash the mirror with a punch.