I've written over 8,000 words for this story, but none of it fit into this chapter. Go figure.

This chapter was a HUGE pain in my ass to write. I hate writing action, sorry about that.

"So, let me get this straight." Said Bridgette slowly as she put the earrings in. "You give me powers to help people, and in turn I dress like a Ladybug?"

Tikki nodded. "Yup. And you remember about Healing Light? (A/N see author's note at the end of chapter) Remember to only use it if the situation desperately calls for it."

"This sound like a children's tv show superhero." Mumbled Bridgette. She placed the backing on the earring. "There, done. What do I say to transform?"

"Spots on." Instructed the kwami. "And spots off to detransform. Remember, if you use Healing Light you'll only have a few minutes to go and hide until you detransform. Before you transform back, I'll need food.

"What kind of food?" Asked Bridgette.

Tikki looked around the small attic. Her chosen wasn't as well off as she had been the last few times. She couldn't be eating cookies left and right like last time.

"Anything will do, but preferably something with sugar in it." Smiled Tikki.

Bridgette was about to transform when a sudden thought occurred to her. "Won't people know it's me? You said the mask covers my face, but I'm pretty sure that wouldn't be what gives me away." Bridgette gestured to her fiery red hair.

"The magic protects you. Unless you detransform in front of someone or flat out tell them that you're Bridgette Romanova, they won't be able to put two and two together. Even your brother won't be able to figure it out."

Bridgette felt a pang in her heart. "I can't tell anyone?" Even if her and Sasha fought more often than not, they shared everything.

Tikki gave her a sad smile. "It's for the best. If anyone ever tried to use your family to get to you, they couldn't tell them anything—don't worry!" Tikki cut herself off once she noticed how white Bridgette was turning. "I haven't witnessed a hostage situation in decades. It's just an extra precaution."

Bridgette nodded. "So, am I ready?"

Tikki smiled widely. "Just say spots on!"

"Tikki, spots on!"

After a few seconds, Bridgette opened her eyes. She turned to look in the mirror.

Her hair was still in her signature braid, but was now held in place by an oversized red ribbon, the two ends trailing down her back.

She was wearing a tight, long-sleeved, polka dotted dress that ended right above her knees. Black tights ended at her ankles, where red heeled boots met them. Black wrist length gloves were on her hands.

The weirdest thing was that even though it was the middle of summer and her room felt like the heart of a volcano, Bridgette wasn't feeling hot anymore. In fat, she was feeling cooler than she had in days.

A red mask with polka dots finished off the outfit. She didn't know how people wouldn't be able to figure out who she was; Bridgette definitely couldn't tell the difference.

Bridgette turned around in the suit, looking at herself from all angles. This was really happening. She was a super hero.

"So Tikki, how do I know where to go to help people? Do I have a sixth sense, or—" A fire truck drove by, sirens on full blast made Bridgette stop talking.

She shrugged. "Or I could just follow that truck." With that, Bridgette opened her window and jumped, wondering if this was all just a super weird dream.

"So, I can't get this stupid ring off until I get a kiss from this Ladybug person?" Felix ran his hands through his hair. This was not how he expected the last week of summer before high school t go.

Plagg nodded. "And that's only if she gives it to you. Not the other way around. I'd be hocked if it ends up happening the way you're acting."

"Let's just get this over with." Mutter Felix. "So, I say claws out to transform? And use cataclysm to destroy things?"

"Only if someone's life depends on it." Reminded Plagg. "If you use your powers for selfish reasons, it will backfire."

"You said I might need to fight. How do I do that if I'm not a ninja trained since birth?" Asked Felix sarcastically.

"The muscle memory is past down from wielder to wielder." God, most of Plagg's users didn't even care about how the miraculous worked; they just wanted to go and use their newfound powers. "Therefore, that means that the first holder had to work very hard, but after generations and generations, even the stupidest person alive could be a wielder and still survive."

Felix had a ton more questions, but those could wait.

He had a curse to lift

Bridgette landed in a tree across from the burning apartment building.

Using the yo-yo took some getting used to, but eventually she arrived. She couldn't help but wonder if this was what Peter Parker felt like when he firs became Spider-Man. Confused but full of excitement and adrenaline.

How to help, though? Bridgette scanned the building, according to the news reporter below her, there were still people trapped on the 14th floor. But how to get there?

The emergency stairwells were blocked, which was why the firefighters could no longer get to the victims, so that was out.

The only other way was to literally swing to the building, but how to do that without letting anyone see her…

The building was right beside the forest. If she swung around to the back, she could get onto one of the balconies on the east side without being seen.

Crossing her fingers that this would work, Bridgette put her plan into action.

The suit might've protected Felix from the heat of the flames, but his mask did nothing to filter the smoke.

"Anyone still here?" Yelled Felix, his voice hoarse. He didn't hear an answer but nonetheless kept looking into the apartments.

As of five minute ago there were still two people unaccounted for; they were somewhere on this floor.

And Felix didn't have a lot of time to save them.

He heard footsteps from the next apartment over; quickly (and captiously) he went to the noise.

When h reached the door he saw something hat he saw made him stop in his tracks.

There was a teenager there, her frame small and thin. The most shocking part was her outfit; red dress with black spots.

It didn't take a genius to figure out this was the partner Plagg had told him about.

"Help me!" She shouted over the noise. Felix could hear an accent in her voice. "The last victim is in here!" Without another word, the girl went back inside, and Felix followed.

This apartment had less smoke; it was much easier to breathe. It didn't take long for Felix to spot a man in his 50s lying on the ground, legs trapped under a fallen bookshelf. At first Felix didn't think he was conscious, but then he heard a groan.

The girl rushed to the man's side. "Everything's going to be alright, sir." She patted his hand and looked at Felix with worry in her eyes. "Help him!"

Felix was taken aback. "How?" He asked.

"By using your miraculous power, глупый."

"Right." Muttered Felix, too nervous to even care that the girl had just insulted him. "Cataclysm!" Felix shouted. Immediately, his right hand felt heavier. Acting on instinct, Felix laid a hand on the bookshelf, which disintegrated.

The girl tried to lift the man up but he was way too heavy for the small girl. Not even waiting for her to ask, Felix rushed to the man's side and flung him over his shoulder.

"Let's go out the balcony. It's facing the forest. They might not see us." The girl suggested, and Felix nodded. Together they fought through the smoke and flames to get to the balcony door.

The girl pushed opened the door and Felix dragged the man outside into the fresh, clean air. He took a deep breath, grateful that he could breath once again. He looked over the rail at the ground far below.

"You were right." He muttered to the girl. There wasn't anyone at this side of the building; the brunt of the fire was facing the city, not the forest. Since there wasn't a road back here, the firetrucks could not access it anyway.

"Let's get this man down. He is going to gain consciousness soon, and we cannot let him have a clear memory of us. Also, the building is going to collapse soon." She gestured for Felix to hand the man to her, and Felix obliged.

With a deep breath, the girl took her yoyo off her hip and hooked it on a tree, swinging the two of them safely towards the ground, skirt and hair ribbons blowing in the wind. Felix followed soon after.

Once they were on solid ground, the girl laid the man down on the grass gently. She crouched beside him, placing two fingers to his neck. She sighed with relief as she stood back up and turned to Felix.

"I can't see any injuries, but he is likely to have concussion." She stated, crossing her arms over her chest. "I won't need to use my power."

Felix could only stare at the small girl who stood across from him.

He was finally getting a good look at her, and what he saw took his breath away.

She was a very small girl, at least a foot shorter than Felix. Her eyes were the colour of storm clouds, but without the angriness. Instead, he was staring at intelligent, calculating eyes.

Her red hair went strikingly with her pale skin, and Felix couldn't believe how beautiful she looked.

He was scared he wouldn't want to get a kiss from her, but god, she was beautiful.

"Hello?" Those words snapped Felix out of his thoughts, and he quickly looked down to the ground, feeling his face turn red.

"What was that?" He mumbled, realizing he hadn't heard a word she said.

"I said we should go, and is not your miraculous time almost gone? You have to go before you transform back." The girl turned and took off her yoyo, ready to swing away.

"Wait!" The girl turned, confused. Felix coughed, clearing his throat. "I mean, shouldn't we meet tonight, to discuss things? To discuss what the heel is happening?"

Felix was scared she would refuse but after a few moments she nodded. "Okay. Two AM tonight, city hall. Don't be late." With that, the girl swung off, and a few moments later Felix retransformed, a green light encasing him before he was back in the clothes he had wore today.

He looked around frantically, making sure no one spotted him. Plagg just cackled.

"You're just lucky that man's still unconscious. You need to keep it a secret, stupid. It's only by pure luck that no ones on this side of the apartment" Chastised Plagg.

Felix slung one of the man's arms over his shoulder. "Whatever, vermin." He muttered.

If he couldn't transform back until he fed the asshole, he might as well finish helping this man.

Bridgette barely had swung back into her bedroom window when she detransformed.

"That. Was. AWESOME!" Bridgette was ecstatic, practically jumping around her room. "Did you see? I was like Spider-Man! OH MY GOD TIKKI I AM A REAL LIFE PETER PARKER OH MY—" She cut herself off when the blanket that acted like her bedroom door was swung to the side, revealing a really confused Sasha in its wake.

He took one look at his sister and rolled his eyes. "Fangirling about Spiderman again, I see." Bridgette just nodded, her face turning red.

Sasha chuckled and leaned on the column beside the "door". "Dinner's ready. You're lucky I covered for you. Dad wanted to come talk to you, but I told him you were sleeping. Where did you even go?"

"For a walk. I needed to think." Bridgette hated lying, but she couldn't tell Sasha about Tikki; it was too dangerous. But if Sasha didn't believe her…

"That's a lie, Bridgette,"

He didn't believe her.

"But whatever. I owe you for watching Nadia today. If you don't feel like telling me, that fine. As long as you aren't doing drugs or having sex."

"SASHA!"

He shrugged. "It's true." He turned and started walking back downstairs.

"I'll be down in a minute!"

As soon as Sasha went back downstairs Tikki came out from behind Bridgette's pillow. "You shouldn't just go shouting out things like that, Bridgette. It's dangerous."

"Sorry Tikki" Bridgette held out her hands so Tikki could land on them. "It's just amazing, you know? I grew up admiring superheroes and now I get to be one? It's unreal."

Tikki smiled up at the young girl. "I know but be careful." Tikki flew around Bridgette's head. "Now, go eat. You still have to go meet your partner tonight."

Bridgette couldn't help but be excited at that.

Before you ask, yes, Bridgette is a huge comic book nerd and yes, she is a fellow fangirl like us.

Disclaimer; Bridgette's outfit is inspired by a piece made by one of my favourite MLB artist, Tori Tori

If you haven't noticed I'm awful at writing action scenes; I'd rather write dialogue any day.

Regarding Lucky Charm:

We know that the ladybug and cat miraculous weren't made specifically to oppose corrupt kwamis, so that right there is a huge plot hole in the show. (which is fine, because it IS a kid's cartoon!)

In this story, Luck Charm can mitigate damage done to a singular person. I got this idea because in the Korean version of the show, the Lucky Charm is called Healing Light, so that's the term being used in this story. Obviously, there are limitations; for example, if Bridgette healed a broken arm, it will still hurt for a few days after. She can't bring people back from the dead, and if she uses it on herself, bad things will happen (the whole "self-gain" rule will be important in this story").

If you have any questions (or suggestions) please let me know in the reviews! I love hearing from you guys!