“Tikki, spots off.” The transformation faded away, leaving a very tired Marinette crouched on her bed.
“Wow, that was a tough one Marinette!” The Kwami chirped, flying over to her little stash of cookies.
“Chat Noir looked kinda down today, I think.”
Tikki turned towards her.
“Well, I sense that the Black Cat Miraculous is still active. Perhaps you can go and try to find him?” She suggested helpfully.
Marinette grinned and stood up.
“Yeah, let’s go! Besides, I kinda miss talking to Chat, we never seem to have time anymore.”
Marinette activated her transformation and quickly sped off towards the place she knew he would be.
Chat Noir sighed as he viewed Paris alone from his high point on the Eiffel Tower.
His ears pricked up slightly at a slight whizzing sound coming towards him.
“Good evening, Ladybug!” He plastered on a fake smile.
She frowned at him and crossed her arms over her chest.
“What’s wrong?” She peered at him.
“What do you mean? I’m fine!”
“You called me Ladybug. Not Bugaboo, not m’lady, not any of those ridiculous nicknames you invented for me, but Ladybug. That ALWAYS means something is wrong.” She put her hands on her hips. “Out with it. What’s wrong?”
“Well, to be honest, there is something bugging me.” He replied with a grin. She rolled her eyes.
“Ok, nice pun, but seriously. What’s wrong?”
“Fine. I will tell you.” Ladybug sat down next to him. “The other day, I was sitting in class, like any other day, when I heard something.” He paused.
“Wait, so some people said something mean about you? Who were they?” Ladybug looked like she was about to burn a building down.
“Oh, no! Not that kinda thing. More like, how I heard it was the problem.” She tilted her head in confusion.
“Huh? I don’t get it.”
“Listen, I sit at the very front of the class, in fact I nearly sit in the opposite corner. Yet, I heard the people at the very back of the room having a conversation. They were actually like, completely across the room, too.”
She still looked confused.
“Okay, let’s put it this way. I sit in the front-right corner of our very large classroom. The people I heard sat in the back-left corner across a very large room.” He simplified.
“But how is that even possible?” She stood up.
“Okay, give me a rough size of your classroom.”
Chat thought for a second.
And decided to use the classroom itself as an example.
“Well, remember Horrificator? Well, basically, it’s around the same size as that classroom we were in at one point.”
“Ok, that is weird. Maybe ask your Kwami?”
“I did. All he did was laugh.”
“Okay, I’ll be right back.”
Chat looked up, confused.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m going to hide and detransform and ask my Kwami.”
“Tikki, spots off.”
Her Kwami zipped out of the earring.
“Okay Tikki, spill. What is happening to Chat Noir!?” She cried.
“Ma-Ladybug, calm down.” Tikki avoided saying her name in case Chat heard. “It is a common thing, known as ‘power bleeding’. It is when your enhanced physical qualities and mental power start to bleed into your civilian form. Like I said, it is common, and no, it is not deadly,” she added, anticipating her next question. “It simply enhances your hearing, strength, speed, sight, smell, ect. Most Ladybugs and Chat Noirs took advantage of the enhancements.”
“Okay, but how do we stop it?”
“You can’t.” Marinette blinked. “You must simply just accept it as a part of your life now, and move on. Just as you and Chat Noir did when you first became superheros.”
“Will-will I get these ‘enhancements’ too?” She questioned.
“Depends. Who knows? You might, you might not. Only time will tell.”
She floated towards her.
“But if it does happen, just remember.”
“You can control those powers, lessen and weaken them, or use them and put them into overdrive.”