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"Does Paon Bleu sound good? Or maybe I should have gone with Madame Paon." The woman hums to herself. "Gosh, I'm so terrible at names." She looked over to Chatte Noire and Volpina. "What do you two have as names?" She asked, pointing between the two of them.

"Volpina."

"Chatte Noire."

"Oh, oh, and I'm Lady Wifi!" Alya spoke up.

"Well, I guess I didn't do so bad with my name." She hopped down from where she was perched, and joined the rest of them.

"Hey, uh, sheer curiosity, what did you do to evil ol' Lady Wifi over here?" Volpina asked.

"Oh, that?" She pulled out a small pouch that was tucked behind her coattail. "It's a little bit of my special ability. It's called, well, like to call it, Ah-Truth Powder."

"Ah-Truth Powder?" Chatte asked.

"Oh, you know, like when you sneeze, you say 'achoo'? Well, it's like a play on words... Ah-truth... C'mon, it's funny." She tucked the pouch back into her coattails. "And this is my fan." She unclasps her fan from the back of her coat, and she opens it up to it's full extent.

As she opened it, the patterns on it shimmered, and the whole fan was almost covering her. "I can use it to make gusts of wind, or I can spin it and make a shield sort of thing." She demonstrates by spinning her fan.

"Wow, pretty cool, Madame Paon Bleu, but here's the question." Volpina nudged Chatte.

"Are you Emilie Agreste?"

Paon Bleu looked down at Chatte and she smiled. "That's correct. And you're the girl that Gabriel adopted shortly after my... 'disappearance', correct?"

Chatte blinked, and she was slightly stunned. "I, um, how did you know?"

Paon winked. "Call it a Mother's Instinct. How's Adrien?"

Volpina hisses lightly and she shook her head. "Not doing so good, Madame Paon Bleu. As you can see, has the cat's Miraculous."

"Wait, wait, wait, hold the phone." Alya spoke up. They all turned to her. "You're telling me that Adrien's mom?" She pointed Paon.

Paon nodded. "Guilty." She replied, chuckling slightly.

"And... Marinette?"

She turned to look at Alya. "It's... a story." Chatte started.

"Like the blue-black hair wasn't sign enough." Volpina commented.

"Hey, ever heard of the Superman effect?" Chatte asked. "Clam it."

"And then that means, Adrien was the original Chat Noir..." Alya continues.

"Get this, Marinette was Ladybug, too. Try to remember when we fix the world." Volpina added.

"Can you shut up, oh my god, you're going to her reporter mind." Chat motioned to Alya, who was running her hands through her hair, and pulled out her phone to tap on it. "Ah, ah, no blogging."

"Ugh." Alya groaned and she handed her phone over to Chatte as she held her hand out. "Okay, ."

As Chatte took the phone, she tucked it into the bag they stole from the Keeper, with his dice in it.

Paon giggled. "You all seem to be very good friends."

Chatte and Volpina murmured disagreeably while Alya nodded.

"Well, I'm sorry to ruin such a friendly get together, but unfortunately, your time is running out, my dear." Paon pats Alya's shoulder lightly. "My magic can only last for five minutes, and then in five minutes, my magic will wear off too."

"So we should get going." Volpina sighed.

"Papillon will probably lose his shit because of the three of us, but..." Paon waved her hand dismissively. "He'll be fine."

Volpina snorts. "Mama Agreste, you're pretty cool."

The blue tinge around Lady Wifi's figure starts to static and fade slowly, then a purple outline appears around Lady Wifi's mask, making her bend over and clutch her head in pain.

"C'mon, Madame Paon Bleu, she's not worth messing with since we took her weapon." Volpina called.

"Hold on, hold on, I just want to do something real quick, I gotta, I gotta ." Paon Bleu leaned down to Lady Wifi's field of vision and she made her look up.  "Oh Gabriel." She sang.

"Paon, what–" Chatte sighed. "What are you doing?"

"Hi, honey. Remember me?" She waved her fingers. "Wanna play some tag? You know, for old time's sake?"

Lady Wifi straightened and she looked Paon up an down. "E... Emilie?" She asked.

"Come and catch me." She sang, waving her fingers before jumping back.

Lady Wifi held her head and grunted softly. "I... I don't have my phone... I-I can't, I'm powerless." She murmured softly. A purple energy shot through her and she exclaimed out in pain.

"Alya!" Chatte called, already starting to get closer, but she was stopped by Paon.

"That's not Alya. Gabriel is stripping her of her powers soon. We should go." Paon lets go of Chatte's wrist and motioned for them to go.

"But... Alya..." Chatte murmured.

"Come on, kitty, there's nothing we can do now." Volpina put a hand to Chatte's shoulder.

Chatte slowly nodded before she turned and jumped ahead to the next rooftop.

The three of them jumped through Paris, facing many other akuma.

There was a giant snowman made of ice cream that was rampaging through a portion of the city, and the zoo animals were running loose through another part of the city.

Chloé had been akumatized as well, claiming herself to be the Fashion Queen, and was severely disappointed with Chatte Noire's choice of costume.

"It's hideous, darling." She was covered in a golden gown that shimmered in the night. The gown was sleeveless and had a sweetheart neckline. In her hand was a golden staff, and over her head of curls was a lopsided crown.

"Hey, your crown is crooked." Volpina called.

Fashion Queen looked up at her crown, and huffed gently. "It's a fashion statement, okay!"

Volpina hummed in disbelief. "Are were sure it's you that's the Fashion Queen?"

"Stop patronizing her, lord." Chatte sighed.

"Your mama would be proud, Chloé." Paon smiled gently.

Fashion Queen looked at her for a moment, before pointing her staff threateningly at Paon Bleu. "How do you know about my mother?" She demanded.