She and Master Fu had a close relationship, something similar to a student and their mentor. He doesn't blame her in his head, it's justifiable. Honestly, she was lucky there wasn't another Akuma attack so soon. She hadn't even shown up to any following patrol like she said she would. "Why me?" Adrien whispers to himself, "Why me and not her?"Īdrien hasn't seen or heard from her since Master Fu had chosen Adrien over her four days ago. It feels like a punishment for something out of his control, and yet it is a punishment he can control.
#MIRACULOUS MIRACLE BOX KWAMI SURPRISE SKIN#
It doesn't burn his skin like hot water would, but rather, it's like he's drowning, gasping for air even when he isn't. He splashes his face again, the cold water almost unbearable. Their individual traits, the good and the bad, and even the little things they would obsess over (if they were anything similar to Plagg, that is).Īdrien couldn't imagine his life without Plagg, and one day he won't be able to imagine his life without the other Kwamis too. Not for their abilities to give him an ounce of freedom he itched for, or for giving him the power to be something better, but for everything beyond that. One day, he's sure he will learn to love and care for the other Kwamis, just as he learned to love and care for Plagg. And, he's tempted to push the small emblem embedded on the top of the box, something he's sure will let them all out.īut he's not ready to face them, not yet. He knows they're not, but it feels like they're a prisoner trapped in their box, just as Adrien was a prisoner trapped in his home. He splashes his face again, trying to ignore the fact that there are a ton of little Kwamis stuck in the box, ready to be let out. Before, when he was already struggling to maintain his grades and friendships because of Akuma attacks. Before, when he had to bribe all the staff to stay out of certain areas of his room, areas he reserved for Plagg. Maybe if he splashed his face enough times, he could wake up from this nightmare, and everything would be as it was before.īefore, when he only had to hide one Kwami from the careful watch of his father. He splashes his face again, taking his eyes off the Miracle box for a quick moment. And yet, when he ran his fingers over the box, there wasn’t a single bump or scratch he could find. Lines of green and gold scratched the wood, seemingly destroying the sleek surface.
It was a simple wooden black box, a small green paw, similar to the one of his ring, sat on the top. As ridiculous as it sounded, right now, Adrien thought anything could be possible. He tilted his head to the right, staring at the box as if it might magically sprout legs and walk away. Adrien splashed his face with cold water, letting it drip down his face and fall back into the sink.
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