I love/hate selective writer's block.

I got nothing for what I want to work on. Instead I get this funny idea.

Marinette was not expecting the rescue. Being rescued by an entirely new face was the last thing she, as Belle Bleue, was expecting.

Separated from Ladybug and Chat with an akuma on her tail feathers, Belle Bleue was scrambling to escape. With her having already used her move on it's minions to give them all a break, she was limited in her options. Even more so with this angel based akuma being faster than her. Even if she took to the air, she'd be beaten. Her best chance would be counting on her reflexes.

Not that would do her much good, having only four minutes left before detransforming.

"Give up the peacock!" the angel shouted above. With a loud beat of his wings, he dove for her. Belle jumped up, easily avoiding the akuma. With a jerk, she dove back down, slammed her silver boots into the middle of his back and jumped all the higher. The green scarf wrapped around her neck flared to life, the twin wide ends spreading out like wings. Before she could try and dive away, Belle saw a flash of orange coming her away.

Before she could try and escape, she was tackled to the ground.

Just as the angel akuma rose up, looking for her with a furious scowl.

He snapped to attention when a blue blur sped by below him.

"You're not getting away from me!" the akuma snapped, diving after them.

In a hidden alley, two figures sat up.

The fox glared after the akuma, grimacing.

Belle stared at the fox, confused and leery.

After all, the last fox was a trickster and a liar.

Only, this obviously wasn't Volpina.

This fox was male.

And blond.

With a slight shift, the fox jerked and sneezed.

Belle raised a brow in surprise.

Huffing slightly, the fox slowly turned to her, his green eyes lovely against the orange mask. And he looked just as unsure and put off as she was. Before she could even breath a word or a question, the most unexpected thing happened.

The fox screamed right at her face.

She gaped at him.

He stared back, wide eyed.

Emitting something akin to a squeaking whimper, he turned and fled away.

Leaving a peacock heroine to gape after him.

Just... what was that?!

"What was that?!" Adrien exploded, dropping the transformation and pacing wildly, his hands digging into his golden locks and tugging sharply. "I screamed at her! I screamed at Belle Bleue!"

The fox kwami gave a confirming hum as she sat on the desk, unhelpfully adding, "It was a very good scream. One of the loudest I've heard in a while!"

Adrien moaned in despair, barely making it to his bed as he flopped down. "I screamed at her Vixx!" he bemoaned into the mattress.

Vixx just snickered and shook her head. "My dear kit," she starts, floating up him and rubbing against his head. "Don't you fret. It'll be a great story to tell the kids."

Adrien pressed deeper into mattress, trying to bury himself.

Amused and exasperated, Vixx tried to unhelpfully reassure, "It was a really good scream. I would love to be screamed at like that."

Adrien jerked up. "That's not helping Vixx! I, Malin was suppose to come in, super cool and suave, and Belle was going to be so blown away and, and I screamed at her!"

Vixx blinked at him, not seeing the issue.

"I wasn't suppose to scream at her!"

Vixx rolled her eyes. "Kit," she started, "how else are you suppose to proclaim your love?"

"What?!"

She explained, "When a fox finds a match, they scream out, proclaiming their love and letting their mate and the world know just how desired they are, and that they have been chosen and claimed."

Adrien squeaked in alarm, looking pale.

He claimed her?!

Vixx offered, "Think of it this way, saves you from confessing!"

Adrien flopped to his side, smashing a pillow to his face.

Vixx rolled her eyes. Why did all her chosens have to overreact like this? It was perfectly normal to scream in your love's face.

Well, at least she always got to have fun telling her chosens kits the story.