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As soon as Jamie got back home and his mother had finished questioning him on where he was, he collapsed back in his room. Bue flew out of his pocket, resting next to him on the bed. "You shouldn't have given her your name, you know."
Jamie groaned and opened his eyes. "Why?" He asked, though he knew the answer.
"We don't know if we can trust her. This can just come back to bite us."
"No, it will bite me. You can escape. I can't." Jamie rubbed his eyes. He reached for his phone, looking at the pictures he had taken before sending them to Ryan. He felt his phone buzz in response, though he didn't bother to answer.
"I'll be the one used as a weapon," Bue bit back.
"And I don't already use you as a weapon?" Jamie was actually curious about the answer. Ryan continued to send him texts, and he continued to ignore them.
"You use me as some sort of reverse therapist. I make you regret your decisions and you gain more confidence in your actions out of spite for me."
Annoyance sighed. "You should have taken more action!"
So did Basil. "Poor guy looked terrified. I did the right thing."
(what if ryan shipped bee+oxy or basil+jamie or basil+oxy or jamie+bee)
(There are really a lot of ships Miraculous can make for two people. Ryan already knows that Jamie is gay so he wouldn't really ship him with Bee/Basil, but he might ship Oxy and Bee)
(ahh yes)
Ladybug made sure Foxy got home safely and managed to swing home in time before turning into Louanne. Tikki flitted around her head. "What a day!" Tikki sighed.
"Oui," Louanne replied.
"Louanne? Are you up here?"
Louanne straightened. "Hide, Tikki," she hissed. To her approaching mother, she called, "Oui ma mère."
(I'm lame and out of ideas, so her parents are gonna be bakers and have a bakery)
sounds cool //
"Your father and I are going out. Can you watch the bakery by yourself for a bit?"
"Of course!" Louanne said, standing up. "I'll be down in a minute."
"Thank you, Anne (says it like Onn. Her name is pronounced Loo-on)," her mother said with a smile. "I don't know what we'd do without you."
After her parents left, Louanne let Tikki come down and nibble quietly on some macaroons while she watched the storefront.
(Could someone come into the bakery?)
Jamie groaned into his pillow. "I don't think she even realized it was me, though." He picked his phone back up, looking at the texts from Ryan.
How?? Did you?? Get that??
Where were you doing all this??
Some girl was asking about you
And by some girl I mean Queen Bee
She looks around our age
Do you think she goes to school with us?
We're kinda young to be superheroes, though
On the other hand, all the supers look our age
Jamie had a small smile on his face as he read the texts. Bue rolled his eyes but said nothing. I don't really make a habit of trying to figure out the supers' ages. Or trying to figure out their drama
Ryan didn't seem to mind that Jamie hadn't answered his earlier questions. Look okay, if they're going to parade around Paris in animal suits, I'm going to notice them
What, do you have your eye on any particular one? Jamie was annoyed at himself for hoping it was Oxy.
Nah. Besides, I'm pretty sure Oxy and Bee are dating
Bue cackled next to him, watching Jamie's shocked expression with an amused glimmer in his eye. "I barely even interact with her!" Jamie exclaimed.
(Oof. How about we have all four of them meet up, if everyone's on?)
(They can come to the bakery!)
(Is everyone on? If not Jamie can just go to the bakery alone)
(Idk. I am.)
(Homework is kicking my butt, but I am here.)
(Yay! Shade!)
(Bit of advice, don't be a dumb, dumb and take all honors. unless you are ready for the workload. Just don't.)
(… too late)
(…How many/Which classes?)
(Honors Bio - doesn't help that I don't like science very much - APUSH, and Honors English with a drama teacher who is very expressive, very much unlike me! And guess what I did in class today! nervous laugh)
(What? Also uhhhhh, APES, AP World, Honors Pre-calc, Honors American Greats, AP Lang & Comp, and AP Spanish. heheheh)
(I'm only in Honors Earth Science, and we haven't even really started class yet. My school only started a couple days ago, and I didn't actually have class today, because my school is off for Rosh Hashanah)
(Nice.)
(Okay, so we write in our journals for 5 minutes, okay? Yeah. So, after we're supposed to be done, I have almost a whole page full. I mean, there's two lines left and I'm a perfectionist (I guess) so I'm like, "Okay, Imma fill up these two lines." My teacher goes, "Camie, what did you write?" I HAVE A FRICKLE FRACKING HEART ATTACK MELTDOWN. And all quiet-like, I go, "I'm not finished yet." So she calls on this other girl. And she reads what she wrote, ya-da ya-da ya-da. Boo boo boo. So, I'm over in my seat, PRAYING that she forgot about me. Nope! Just my luck I have to read the piece of trash that I wrote aloud for the ENTIRE CLASS, while I'm physically shaking uncontrollably, and my voice is wobbly and weird b/c I'm so nervous. So, yeah. That was my English class. The beginning, at least, but it's not like it got any better. Sorry for rambling okie bye.)
(That really sucks.)
(Yeah… It was awful…)
(Uh…I cannot relate being in middle school…)
"Your father and I are going out. Can you watch the bakery by yourself for a bit?"
"Of course!" Louanne said, standing up. "I'll be down in a minute."
"Thank you, Anne (says it like Onn. Her name is pronounced Loo-on)," her mother said with a smile. "I don't know what we'd do without you."
After her parents left, Louanne let Tikki come down and nibble quietly on some macaroons while she watched the storefront.
(Could someone come into the bakery?)
(Are we gonna have everyone come to the bakery?)
(That’s a good idea.)
Ready for an after-homework snack, Basil pulled her jacket tighter around her, walking with a purpose towards the best bakery. She opened the door with the chime of a bell.
Jamie walked into the bakery, running a hand through his hair. He immediately spied Basil, but decided not to say anything. There was already a small bruise forming on his stomach from where Bue had kicked him through his sweatshirt. “Uh, can I just get a muffin?” He asked the girl at the counter, not spying her Kwami.
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