I know I already did Sunday Six today—

[alexseanchai]

—but this story's moving fast enough now I have vaguely plausible hopes of having it complete and the first chapter posted (in that order) before it's Sunday again, and it's not like this shit has rules, so here!

from where the firelight fades chapter 3:

"Comm check," says Chat Noir.

"Say something," Rena Rouge says over the earpiece. "Anything."

"Test one two three," says Carapace at once.

Bunnyx grouches, "Anything but that." She's grinning.

Chat Noir suddenly has a lot more sympathy for Ladybug's incessant complaints that her partner is unfocused, unprofessional, and—in both senses—laughable.

Comments

[technoshaman]

I've got a loverly bunch of coconuts, deedlee-dee, see them all standing in a row...

[alexseanchai]

*snicker*

[chanter1944]

*giggles* Oh, I like these folks all over again. :)

[alexseanchai]

Yay! (In a totally different fic, Ladybug is going to tell Gabriel Agreste "The opposite of love isn't hate, it's indifference. Vive la vie Bohème." and we shall see how many people get it. Certainly Gabriel won't.)