(Bri's POV)
I finish piping the French cookies, macarons, that I've been practicing to make, and push them into the oven. "This wasn't supposed to happen. I told you, I'll do whatever you want, as long as you don't mess with any one else," I whisper angrily. "I know, dear," the sweet voice inside my head says. "But we do what we must." "It's all part of the plan. Trust us," the slightly tougher male voice tells me. "That's the thing dude, I don't. Never did. I did what I had to," I tell them, while mixing the lavender flavored filling. "What you still have to do!" The male voice is growing impatient. I can almost picture the female trying to calm him as I smirk. "Look, Hun, you still work for us. Your debt is not yet re-payed." She says, too beginning to let her composure slip. "When will it be re-payed?! As I said when this whole thing started, you can not drag anyone else into this!" I say through clenched teeth. "Bri-" the girl says but I cut her off. "I am Honey Badger to you." I spat. "Honey Badger, we only include who we must. That includes Dupain-Chang and Agrest." She continues. "What about Sa- Alpha? Huh? And Volpina and Jade Turtle? Or even the Moon Pool?! You are LIERS!" I stomp my foot and recoil, hoping the others didn't hear my rant. "We don't get cold feet," the male argues. "Than why aren't you doing your own dirty work? Why have me do it?" I demand with an involuntary beg in my voice. "Because, that's how we raised you," the girl smiles.
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(Alya's POV)
I grasp my friend in another bear hug. "Girl, even when you don't know anything, literally, you are still the sweetest person on the earth!" I tell her and I hear a bang and a loud yell. Sadie flinches, "She's a klutz," she mutters. "Well that's something I can relate to..." Mari says and I laugh. "You don't remember anything?" Adrien asks, clearly hinting toward something. Mari huffs and turns her head away from him. "No." The door swings open making us all jump out of our skins. I turn to see Alix standing breathlessly and wide eyed, along with the rest of the class, and rush in. "MARI!" She shouts making her jump. "And who are you guys?" She smiles apologetically. "So it's true!" Jewlika murmurs. "Told you so," a snotty voice that could only belong to Chloe says. "What's true?" I ask through slightly clenched teeth. "That Maritrash has lost it!" Chloe smirks, having pushed her way to the front of the small crowd. Another bang from the kitchen and a quiet and frustrated curse. "IM GOOD!" Says Bri's muffled voice through the wall. "Who wants coo-kkiiieessss..?" She says the last part slowly as she sees the class and clears her throat, "I erm think I have enough for everyone. Take a seat." She shakes her head at the couch and the sleeping bags sprawled on the floor. Every one sits around me, Mari, Adrien, and Nino. Bri sets a massive plate of yellow and purple macarons on the table for everyone to eat. I quickly snag two and so does Bri and Nino. I stuff it in my pocket and whisper as quietly as possible, "I know it's not croissants, but it'll do." A grunt emits from my pocket as I stuff the Parisian pastry in my pocket. "What happened?" Rose asked worriedly. "She hit her head during the akuma attack," Adrien says, "and she doesn't remember anything." Bri looks down in shame and I pat her on the back. "It's ok girl, you didn't know." She smiles guiltily at me. "Thanks Alya." I smile back at her. "For an Aussie, these are some pretty good Macarons!" Kim says with his mouth full of the honey flavored dessert. "Judging by her accent, she's American, Kim, not Australian," Max tells his friend. "Thanks Kim, and you're correct Max. I was born in the states, moved here two years ago," Bri smiles a sad smile and glances at Mari and Adrien. "but no one is here to hear about me. Or my cooking." "The food is a bonus though!" Ivan smiles and Bri grins back at him.

(Third Person)
After the class talks and checks up on Mari and more complements on Bri's cooking, the group begins do dissipate, leaving only the four mermaids. With the exception of Adrien the merman. "So, you don't remember Tikki?" Sadie asks as the four kwamis fly out from their hiding places. "OH MY GOD BUG MICE!!!" Mari shrills. "I am not a bug. Nor am I a mouse," Bella crosses her arms, unamused. "S-So wh-what are you?" She asks. "Kwami. Nice to meet you. Again," Plagg says, standing beside Tikki. "I'm your Kwami, Marinette, Tikki. You're Ladybug. Remember?" She smiles kindly. Marionette slowly shakes her head and relaxes. "Also," Winne grins, holding a cup of water along with Bella, who both dump them on the four kids. "Hey! Now I'm all- oh my god. Oh. My. God. OHMYGODOHMYGOD!!! OH MY GOOOOOOD!!!" Mari shouts. "Yea that too," Sadie shrugs, evaporating the water on Mari, Bri, and her tails. "Hey what about me?!" Adrien demands. "Who said I have to help anyone, Agrest? Who knew guys had 'girl problems' too?" She asks. As the two begin to argue and Mari tries to calm them down, Bri slowly backs toward the door and walks out. "Nice escape, Badger," the male voice booms. "Yea well, I just need to get away. Why do you two always seem to be here. All the time? Why can't you leave me alone?" Bri asks miserably. "We simply want to be with you dear," a sweet and almost kind voice says. "But why? How come you only seem to care when I don't want you? How come you drag my only friends into the deal?" She demand with glittering tears in her eyes. "You became their friends on our orders," the male says in a soft yet stern voice. "I never asked to be a part of this," she whimpers, the hot tears dripping onto the dark sand of the Mako beach. "You might not have asked to become part of this but you agreed to the terms of our... agreement," the male says soothingly. "Yea," she sniffs. "Parents of the year. No one even knows who you are. Not even me. Or you. Some family," she sniffs again. A tall blond in a blue and turquoise peacock themed suit smiles. "Come dear," she says in a sickeningly sweet voice. The other is a man we all know and hate. Hawkmoth hugs the purple haired haired girl in front of him. "Y-You a-aren't e-even m-m-m-my r-real p-arents," Bri sobs. "But we did raise you," says Hawkmoth. "And you are not only too tough to allow your composure to slip like this, you also can finish the job. It's simply how you were raised," the blond, Paon, tells the teen, stroking her hair with her delicate fingers. "B-but wh-what if I can't?" Bri asks. "You have no choice," Hawkmoth says sternly.

Hey wazzup?!
Now you reeeeaally wanna kill me... oops.
Yea so this chapter sucks. Like bad. Sorry bout that.
Anywhoo, BYE!!! Hope you enjoyed it!
-Bri