The MOMA was really lame. Chloe wasn't big on art, which was funny because that was what Paris was built on. But really, the white giant walls of the MOMA were killing her. She couldn't wait to get out and stop walking cause by the end of the day, her feet were absolutely killing her. But then her dreams were crushed by Ms. Mendeleev who, as soon as they got back to the hotel late at night, informed them that lights had to be out in ten minutes and no one could leave their rooms. She was planning to hang out with Sabrina who was lucky and got to dorm with just Juleka and Rose. Sabrina had a whole bed to herself, which was exactly what Chloe wanted.

Just as things felt hopeless, one of the kids from a southern french school rallied up all the students by saying they were going to have a secret party on the roof.

Parties were exactly Chloe's thing.

Except that this one wasn't. That stupid android named Uncanny Valley was constantly watching her and no one else seemed to notice her. Chloe felt like she was going crazy. And the rooftop party was mostly an excuse to hang out with people and make new friends. No one approached Chloe, and she didn't approach them either. The only slightly interesting thing was that some kids were playing beer pong. Chloe assumed American beer tasted like dog piss so she didn't partake in that activity.

"Hey, Chloe! I just met this really awesome boy, you should come help me handle him pleeeaaase!" Sabrina appeared at Chloe's side. Chloe was currently at the edge of the roof overlooking the cars pass below. "He's from Chartres so he's not too far away from Paris and he's super cute-"

"I don't care, Sabrina," Chloe said sharply, "I'm not in a good mood, and I am NOT your wingman!"

"O-oh," Sabrina shied away, "I thought you were excited about this kind of thing, usually."

"Yeah, not today."

"I'm sorry..."

"Whatever, Sabrina. Go have fun with your new boyfriend. I'm going to go to bed early! It's not worth it being around these nobodies anyways," Chloe said and abandoned her spot. She was headed for the stairs across the roof that led down the side of the building. But then she heard Adrien's voice crisply, right before she went down.

"Is she alright?" she heard him say. She took a few steps down the stairs and peeked her head back up to look for him. Drat. He was with Sabrina.

"I think what you said to her really got to her head," Sabrina admitted.

"I should take it back then. I didn't think she would lash out on you," Adrien sighed.

"No, no, it's okay. I think she needs to get through this on her own. It's a good thing," Sabrina said. Chloe's blood began to boil.

"Well, if she lashes out at you again, you can always come to me. I can handle her," Adrien said.

"Thanks, Adrien. But really, this is good for her. She needs space."

"Adrien!" Kagami ran up to them, "dance with me."

"Ah- alright. See you later Sabrina."

"Yeah..."

Fuck.

Chloe wanted to rip their hair out.

She stormed down the metal stairs which creaked under her feet. She was pissed off. She found the second floor and the window that led to her room. She opened it and crawled inside, only to see Marinette and Luka curled up next to each other asleep after watching a movie on a laptop. A disgusting sight. Thank god they were both asleep. Chloe didn't have any good insults prepared to throw at them anyways.

Despite the two being asleep, Chloe picked up her pajamas and went to the bathroom to change as if embarrassed to do so in front of their unconscious ugly faces. She was in a mood. She ripped off the cut top she bought specifically for this trip and Pollen returned to her side in her travel sized form. Pollen said something to her but she didn't hear it. She just stood there, staring at herself in the mirror standing there in just a bra and underwear.

She felt betrayed by Sabrina and hurt by Adrien. She felt like she lost her trust in everyone. No one actually liked her. They just pretended to. Probably for her money, if anything. Was her friendship with Sabrina ever even real? What about Adrien? Chloe had several fans on social media who loved her for her face and nothing else. Chloe was a model, like Adrien, but he was adored. She was just another girl who had to starve herself to look pretty.

Her body was pathetic without photoshop. She was skinny, yes, but she was too skinny. It looked disgusting, like she was a sickly gremlin who ate trash scraps in the night and nothing else. That's how Chloe felt. She never told anyone except Adrien about this because for the last year, she'd developed anorexia. It was a terrible secret and when she told that to Adrien, he confessed the same thing.

The difference was, he recovered from his already and she was still struggling. She was never skinny enough but too skinny at the same time. Her only value lay in her body and that's why she slept with boys at parties. Her mother only ever praised her when she looked good, so that's what she tried to be all of the time. She hated it.

"What's wrong, Chloe?" Pollen asked in a whisper.

"Buzz on," Chloe said under her breath and transformed into Queen Bee.

Queen Bee was so much more pretty than Chloe was. She felt more confident and powerful like this. She wished others felt that way too about her. Queen Bee was and would always be undermined by everyone in Paris because the other four superheroes were so much better than her. She was late to the game.

Queen Bee crept out of the bathroom and headed out the window again, careful not to wake Luka and Marinette. Once outside, more freedom sank into her and she felt alive. Where was she going? Only God knows. She was headed out into the city and no one could stop her.

"What are you doing?" asked a robotic voice behind her as Queen Bee climbed to the rooftop of another building. Chloe jumped in fright and nearly hit Uncanny Valley across the face.

"Who are you?!" Queen Bee said, pulling out her spinning top threateningly.

"I am Uncanny Valley, an android designed by Magestia, Olympia Hill, to serve America and the United Heroes for the greater good," the android said, cocking her head to the side. She was flying in the air like she was Ironman.

Queen Bee wrinkled her nose, "I'm Queen Bee. I was designed by no one and I am my own person. Thank you, I will be off now," she said and leapt off the edge of the building. She thought she was alone again as she jumped from building to building but unfortunately, Uncanny Valley was flying after her. So, halfway up the wall of a particularly large skyscraper, she stopped and waited for the android to catch up. "What do you want?"

"You are also Chloe Bourgeois. You forgot to say that when you introduced yourself," Uncanny Valley said robotically.

"You're not supposed to know that," Queen Bee said with vexation.

"The miraculous is meant to confuse the minds of humans. I am not human," Uncanny said plainly.

"Is that so?" Chloe said with uniterest.

"Yes, and I also know your friend Chat Noir is Adrien Agreste. I do not know the identity of Ladybug. I can see through her mask but I do not know the name of the girl underneath it."

"You are so lucky I already knew Chat Noir's identity," Queen Bee said and started crawling up the wall.

"Why is that?"

"I know it's different for you American heroes over here or whatever, but in Paris, we don't have the luxury of knowing who is who under the mask. It's too dangerous, so we keep it secret."

"Oh. I did not know," Uncanny said.

"Yeah. So don't blab about that to anyone else, or all of us will be in trouble," Queen Bee said, continuing the climb. Uncanny hovered beside her. "What is it you want? You've been following me all day."

"Chat Noir and Ladybug are in danger here, I was hoping you would be able to help us save them."

"What?" Queen Bee looked at her with confusion.

"Sandboy is after their miraculouses. He doesn't know you're here too, so you're the best advantage we have against him."

"I'm sorry, but I'm not allowed to actually be Queen Bee here, so I can't help ya," Queen Bee said, leaping away from the building and catching onto another one.

"But you are Queen Bee right now."

"I'm feeling rebellious," Queen Bee retorted. "And they can handle Sand Boy on their own anyways. Not like he can find them, but if he manages to, they both have the most powerful miraculous in the Chinese Miracle box, so..."

"Actually, he can find them," Uncanny Valley said.

"Doubt it," Queen Bee said, jumping onto the roof of an open building.

"Do you know anything about him?"

"I've never heard of him," Queen Bee said, keeping her back to the android.

"He's fused himself with his kwami," Uncanny Valley revealed.

"... What?" Queen Bee pressed her brows together.

"And Ladybug and Chat Noir aren't the most powerful kwamis in your miracle box."

"... What? What?? Hold on-" Queen Bee turned around to face Uncanny, "the hell are you talking about?!"

"You really don't know much about the miraculous and world of heroes, do you?"

"Uh, well, I'm kind of the newest to the Miracle Team so yeah. Maybe I'm a fucking baby," Queen Bee tossed her hands up in the air.

"I know about every miracle box and how they work. I was programmed to," Uncanny said, stepping around Queen Bee, "your box consists of Tikki of creation, Plagg of destruction, Dusuu of emotion, Nooroo of transmission, Tryxx of illusion, Pollen of subjection, Wayzz of protection, Mullo of multiplication, Stomp of determination, Roaar of exaltation, Fluff of time, Longg of perfection, Sass of intuition, Kaalki of teleportation, Ziggy of passion, Xuppu of jubilation, Orikko of pretension, Barkk of adoration and Daizzi of desire, who all hailed from the Xia dynasty in ancient China during a time called the mythical period."

"Okay..."

"The North American box consists of Liiri the eagle of emancipation, Vonn the bison of protection, Villy the deer of transportation, Kryyp the wolf of comprehension, Veohh the horse of acceleration, Drozizz the mammoth of fortune, Jyll the bear of empowerment, Stocc the rattlesnake of destruction, Seaff the tortoise of creation, Simii the catfish of commotion, Coffi the donkey of passion, Zipp the coyote of illusion, and Bea the owl of perception, who all hailed from pre ice age times before the existence of the Clovis people in the americas."

"Wonderful..." Queen Bee thought Uncanny would never stop talking. "What's funny is that I don't care about anything you just said. What I do care about is that little comment you made about SANDBOY FUSING HIMSELF TO HIS FUCKING KWAMI!"

"Yeah, I was getting there."

"Didn't seem like it."

"Sandboy's kwami is Coffi, the donkey kwami of passion. He was trying to find a way to give himself a power up. He was greedy and wanted all the power he could have, so he managed to make a concoction that would fuse him to Coffi and thus, received all the powers a kwami should wield. That is why he would be able to find Ladybug and Chat Noir. He can detect other kwamis, and those two put together pack a very strong beacon for any kwami near them. It's overwhelming his senses, likely. He's choosing not to strike because he knows the other heroes I have been guarding them all day."

"Woah... how is that even possible? And what's a power up?"

"You don't know what a powerup is? Well, it is a concoction brewed by a wielder that will grant them the ability to change their costume to better fit them in combat. For example, if you needed to fight underwater, a powerup would give you an aquatic suit with the ability to breathe underwater. For another example, one you already have seen, is Magestia who needed the ability to fly to the plane today, and gave herself a metal armored suit designed to go into space and withstand pressure and lack of oxygen. It's simple, but creating a concoction that fits each jewel is difficult. We still don't know how he did that to his poor kwami."

"I've never heard of that."

"The Miracle Team must have a lot to learn about being superheroes, then," Uncanny Valley said blankly. "Now, we need your help."

"That's bullshit. You've got the United Heroes. And Ladybug and Chat Noir, as I said, are the most powerful-"

"That would be false," Uncanny said, "the most powerful miraculous in the Chinese Miracle Box is Orikko, the rooster kwami of pretension."

"The rooster???"

"That is correct."

"Then why the fuck haven't we used her yet?!" Chloe cursed to herself, "stupid Master Fu and stupid Carapace and stupid kwamis and-"

"Will you be of assistance?"

"No!" Queen Bee snapped. "Leave me alone!"

"But they are your friends."

"Yeah, my friends that can destroy Sandboy with their touch. They're fine. He won't find them because everything you've said is batshit." Queen Bee jumped off the roof and shouted, "don't follow me!" before disappearing over the streets of New York.

She was going to find her mom.

Thankfully, Uncanny Valley chose not to follow her. Queen Bee was genuinely surprised by this, as she thought the stupid robot couldn't possibly listen to orders given by her. Or... maybe she was going to harass Ladybug and Chat Noir. She quickly prayed Uncanny Valley would leave Adrien alone. It was the first time he had the chance to be away from his dad and have fun. Worrying about superheroes was the last thing he needed right now.

Audrey Bourgeois didn't actually live in New York City. She lived in Manhattan. But to Chloe, that was basically the same thing, as was Queens and Brooklyn. It was all just one big clump of city to her. But on technical terms, she was now in Manhattan and was quickly able to recognize the giant apartment her mother lived in with walls of glass and the best view of the entire city. Queen Bee leapt onto the outer wall of this building which was a little difficult, seeing as it was almost entirely glass. She found a way inside and now found herself at the front door to the apartment where she transformed into Chloe and gave the door a knock.

Please don't open, please don't open... She found herself thinking.

Someone opened the door. It wasn't her mom.

"Zoe?!" Chloe's face twitched.

"Chloe???" Zoe did a double take. "Uh... Bye bye..." she shut the door on Chloe.

"Hey!" Chloe shoved it back open. "Let me in!"

"MOM! SOMEONE IS TRYING TO BREAK IN!" Zoe screamed in english.

"Let me in!" Chloe screamed in french.

"Oh, it's your sister," she heard her mom's voice but didn't see her face, "let her in."

"Ugh," Zoe obliged and stopped resisting the door. Chloe strode inside and gave Zoe a little shove with her fingers.

"Chloe darling, come sit," her mother said in english. Now she could see her, sitting on a long white couch which overlooked the city through walls of glass. It really was a stunning view.

"Sorry maman, I don't understand english very well," Chloe lied in french, striding across the room to sit on the couch. Ok, well it was half a lie. Most Parisians knew a decent amount of English but Chloe found herself to be above such a language. That's what you learned if you wanted to be a commoner, Chloe thought. So she did know English, but she was piss poor at it.

"That's ridiculous," her mother said in English, "I raised you better than that."

"Maman," Chloe stood in front of the couch with an angry vexation about her. Her mother lounged there in a revealing robe, half a face of makeup on, pink slippers and a cup of chamomile tea.

"Yes darling?" Her mother only spoke English with her.

"Aren't you going to welcome me?" Chloe asked, still stubbornly refusing to speak english. Zoe was in the corner of the room, confused.

"Well, you sort of invited yourself here unannounced so... no."

Chloe glanced up at Zoe who was only understanding half of this conversation, it appeared. Zoe was Chloe's half sister. They rarely had the chance to interact so honestly, Chloe often forgot she existed. Zoe's blonde hair was shaved on one side and dyed pink at the tips on the other. She was definitely trying to be Gwen Stacy. She was in pajamas at the moment but even still, she looked much prettier than Chloe, she had to admit. Chloe tried not to feel jealous. Zoe had the perfect chin, the perfect blue eyes, the softest skin, the perfect nose, and the perfect body any model would dream of.

"Is my room still here?" Chloe asked, finally switching to english.

"Did you think it grew legs and walked off?"

"No," Chloe said with agitation and moved away from the couch.

"I wasn't done with you," her mother said.

"Oh, now you want to welcome me?" Chloe said, switching right back to french.

"It's been almost three years, I want to look at you," her mother said, now also speaking french. Hearing her mom speaking her native tongue soothed Chloe a bit and now she found herself tearing up. Her mother had gotten off of the couch and tenderly approached Chloe. "What made you decide to come all the way out here to see me? Aren't you on a school trip?"

"It was lame and I... missed you," Chloe said. She actually had seen her mother a year ago, but evidently, her mom had completely forgotten.

"Hm, well," her mother gave her a gentle pat on the shoulder, "that's human."

That's not what Chloe had wanted. She craved her mother's attention. She wanted her mom to run up to her and embrace her in a long hug and tell her how much she wanted to see her and how deeply she missed her daughter. She wanted her mom to apologize for never visiting her in Paris. She wanted everything from her mom but her mom only gave her a pat on the shoulder and called her human.

"Zoe, you remember Chloe, right?" her mother asked, switching to english.

"Yeah... she's my sister..." Zoe said, cringing, wondering why her mom would think she forgot who her own sister was. Maybe it went along with how her mother may have forgotten Chloe was her daughter.

"Great," her mother said, "Chloe, your sister here is pursuing a modeling career, did you know that? Following in my footsteps! Have you thought about doing the same?"

"Maman... I am a model," Chloe said, flinching away from her mother.

"You are? Well, I've never seen any work of yours," her mother said with a huff.

"I've been doing modeling for years, how did you forget that?!"

"Oh, give me a break, you never come to visit me."

"The last time you visited me was eight years ago!"

"How old were you?"

"Ten."

"So that's not that long ago."

"Mom, I'm eighteen."

"Oh? Sorry, I got confused with Zoe. She's already fifteen."

"Sixteen..." Chloe heard Zoe mutter.

"Zoe has already been featured on six different brand magazines and is now doing perfume commercials in New York. Er... what modeling do you do again?"

"Mostly for fashion..." Chloe said shamefully, "for the Agreste brand."

"PAH! Gabriel Agreste, now that's a piece of shit I never want to see again. Why do you work for him. Honestly, there's a million better brands in Paris I can think of. I think even the Tsuguris would take up your modeling and make much more money for you than the Agrestes!"

"The Tsuguri's?!" Chloe's eyes widened, "like... Kagami Tsuguri?"

"The daughter of the brand? Yes. Her."

"Adrien is dating them!" Chloe exclaimed, "I didn't know their family was rich."

"Rich people only date rich people. And what's with this 'them'? Are you getting your English confused?"

"No, Kagami is nonbinary."

"That's a load of crap," her mom cackled, "Oh, I used to collaborate with her mother. She was extremely annoying, but smart and tech savvy. You'd profit from working for them more than with the Agrestes who have a million models already working for them."

"Kagami is sharing a room with me on this trip," Chloe said to herself, for some reason.

"Then maybe you can use her to get to her mother."

"Their mother," Chloe said, "and to be honest, I've been considering taking a break from modeling," she confessed, "I feel like it's damaging how I see myself in an unhealthy way. Maybe I can take up... graphic design instead!"

"Graphic design?! Who are you? A slave?" her mother laughed. "Oh, Zoe, you see why I started you so young? You won't be getting these foolish ideas when you're older."

"Yeah..." Zoe winced.

"Are you still going to public school?"

"It's a private school," Chloe said.

"Same thing. You're there in person. Doing it online like Zoe is much better. You don't have to intermingle with the common people."

"Hm." Chloe grunted.

"Zoe is in the same grade as you, I believe. We got her to skip two grades," her mother professed proudly. She was now closer to Zoe and gave her daughter a little kiss on the forehead. "You'll graduate at the same time."

"Yay..."

"Chloe, I can't help but feel like your father is letting you down. Is that true? Maybe you should move to Manhattan with me."

"He's not letting me down."

"Oh please, he has you working for Gabriel, going to a public school, socializing with below standard people, you hardly get to visit me, and your english is... bearable, at best," her mother cringed.

"He's not letting me down!" Chloe said.

"Zoe is clearly benefiting more from living with me. You'd be the same, yeah?" her mother said, not caring. Chloe didn't want to say Zoe was the reason her parents divorced but affairs happened and that wasn't Zoe's fault. But still. Chloe hated Zoe. She hurt the family by simply existing. She was the reason her mother moved away. And now her mother had the audacity to compare her to Zoe?! Unforgivable!!

"Actually, I need to stay in Paris!" Chloe said, brushing her hand over her hair where she stroked the hair piece holding it together; her miraculous.

"HAH! Course you do," her mother snorted.

"Yes, I do! Paris has superheroes too and I am-" she caught herself... for a moment. But she gave in. She wanted to impress her mother with something Zoe never could. She wanted to prove to her mom that she meant something to the world. "I am Queen Bee."

"???"

"Buzz on," Chloe whispered, allowing Pollen to transform her. Her mother just stared, unimpressed. Zoe was having a crisis in the corner. "See, mom? Paris needs me."

"Why?"

"Because I'm Queen Bee!"

"Who?"

"Queen Bee! You know... one of the members of the Miracle Team? The hero of subjection?" Queen Bee said, waving her hands in the air dramatically.

"Doesn't ring a bell, but the outfit's sorta cute.... Sorta..."

"I have superpowers, mom!" Chloe said desperately.

"Oh? So you're a superhero now then?"

"Yes!"

"But you're not being paid?"

"Yes..."

"Then why?"

"Because I was chosen!" Queen Bee said triumphantly, "I was given the chance to be-"

"What can you do? Fly? Shoot lasers from your eyes? I mean, what's with the bee gimmick?"

"Well, I can paralyze people and generate poison..?"

"That's gross," her mother said and flicked her hand.

"What?! No, it's powerful!"

"Please, I've never heard of this Queen Bee you speak of. Ladybug and Chat Noir? Yes. Now if you told me you were Ladybug, I would be impressed. But this nameless hero thing you've got going on... is it worth it?"

"Buzz off," Chloe said with venom in her voice. She transformed back and Pollen remained hidden.

"Darling, I earnestly believe you would do much better here with me, working for the Style Queen brand. I was the one who discovered Gabriel Agreste, you know. I have more power, and more money."

"I don't want to model. At least not for a while," Chloe sighed.

It was then that she saw a little black moth fluttering in through the vents.

Unmistakably an akuma.

It was headed straight for Zoe who was silently secluding herself to the corner of the room. A million thoughts raced through Chloe's head. They hadn't seen an akuma in weeks until her butler got hit by one, and now there was one in New York going after her sister? How was that even possible?! It could only mean Hawkmoth was here too, which meant somehow he was stalking the three heroes from the Miracle Team. But that was insane.

"Zoe!" Chloe transformed into Queen Bee in an instant, throwing herself between Zoe and the akuma. She waved her top around at the moth which flew away hastily. Chloe sighed.

"Ew! How is there possibly a MOTH in my apartment?! Ridiculous how pest control can't do the one thing I pay them for!"

The akuma then landed on a little rose vase next to her mother and the next thing Queen Bee knew, her mother was being akumatized.

"SHIT!" Queen Bee cursed.

"What is happening?!" Zoe shrieked, running for the hall as her mother was consumed by a blobby dark aura.

"I don't know how to explain it in english!" Queen Bee said, feeling panic sink in, "but we need to go! Get out of here, I'll take care of her."

"Do I get help?!"

"No! Don't let anyone come up here!" Queen Bee said. Her mother was now replaced by a golden, glittery, unnatural woman with a large magnificent staff.

"This feels wonderful," her mother said with pleasure, "now I really can say I'm Style Queen!"

"Mom-"

"Don't call me that!" she barked, pointing at the staff at Queen Bee. "You are an insect that needs to be repelled!"

A golden glitter blast shot from the end of the staff. Queen Bee ducked in time but had completely forgotten her sister was cowering behind her. When she looked up, she found Zoe was now a statue made of golden, completely frozen in place.

"You made me hit my daughter!"

"Oh, so she gets to be your daughter but I don't?!" Queen Bee said, clutching her top in her hand angrily.

"You're hardly a daughter to me!" Style Queen fumed, sending another blast after Queen Bee. She kept dodging the attacks and now ran down the hall in the direction of her old bedroom. She took to hiding in that old room which hadn't exactly changed in the past ten years and was very childish. Style Queen kicked open the door and began corning Queen Been against the bed.

And then Queen Bee saw a little teddy bear. His name was Mr. Cuddly.

Her butler didn't rediscover Mr. Cuddly. He bought her a new one. He bought her one because he loved her almost like a father would. A rush of emotions came over Chloe. Her mother didn't care for her like Jean did. Jean cared so much about Chloe he was willing to do anything for her to keep her safe and happy. He was always there. He was there when her mother wasn't.

"I was a fool to come here," Queen Bee said as her mom gained on her. "But now you're akumatized. I will defeat you, and I will help you through this, but don't expect to ever hear from me again."

"What?!"

Queen Bee kicked her leg at her mother's torso but it went through. She was... made of glitter. Nothing Queen Bee could do would ever affect her. All she could do was run. Where was the akuma? In a vase? The vase disappeared though... so maybe it was in her staff?

"You're a ridiculous hero, you know?" Style Queen said, poking Queen Bee's face with her staff. "I won't miss you-" she froze, listening to a voice only she could hear. "Yes... I know her identity... Why?"

"Shit, hawkmoth..." Queen Bee froze up.

"How much will you pay me for it? Hah! Then I'm not telling you! ... Where are you going to get that money from? Mmm.... Why don't you figure it out yourself? I mean, it's quite obvious... magic hinders your perception? Then how can you call yourself useful!"

Queen Bee used the opportunity to escape by breaking through the bedroom window and hurling herself out into the open air, free falling to her death. She guided her fall to an open building and crashed through the window. For a moment, she thought she was safe. But then a burst of glitter flew through the broken window and manifested into the shape of her mother.

"Running away is cowardly!" Style Queen declared.

"Fuck off!" Queen Bee said, shoving past her and jumping out the window again. The glitter followed but Queen Bee never stopped moving. She pulled out her spinning top and slid the top open, shaping it into a phone. It had a little screen where she was able to select her contact for Chat Noir.

It rang for a while, but as expected, he didn't pick up. He was definitely sleeping. Desperately, she tried for Ladybug. She also got no response.

"Please! Pick up your damn phones!" Queen bee cursed, calling the two of them a few more times while running in fear. Still, nothing. She scrolled down and found Carapace. He was the guardian. He was trustworthy. Maybe he could help?

He didn't pick up. And neither did Rena Tigre. She was left with Neptune, but just when she was about to call her, someone new came up on her.

"Who are you?" the person said. Definitely a girl. Queen Bee couldn't see her face as it was completely covered by a black mask adorned with red goggles. She had brown braided hair, which was about the only feminine thing about her. She had feathery looking short capes attached to her arms as well as a long brown coat and white leggings that covered her boots.

"Who are you?!" Queen Bee countered.

"I am Eagle, Knightowl's sidekick," she said as if it was obvious, "you're one of those french heroes, aren't you?!"

"I guess so?" Queen Bee said, swooping around a building and nearly taking out a garbage can. Eagle followed her.

"What are you doing here?!"

"There's an akuma! Our villain followed us from Paris, I am so sorry! He's got Audrey Bourgeois, the owner of the Style Queen magazine."

"I'm confused."

"I don't know how to explain it in english!" Queen Bee said with frustration towards herself. "But she's able to make people into gold thingies. I don't know if that kills them but I don't want to find out."

"Gold thingies?" Eagle said with an amused voice.

"I don't know the word in English, give me a break! Like uh... the liberty girl."

"The Statue of liberty?"

"Yes! A statue!" Queen Bee said, proud that she remembered the word.

"She's turning people into statues?" Eagle repeating.

"Yep!" Queen Bee said, now on her feet. They ran together around a corner, retracing back to where they just came from, only to find the entire road was covered in golden statues and not a living person was in sight.

"Like that..?"

"Yeah. We're screwed."

A/N How are we all doing? Sorry about the buffer in this spam update, my friend welcomed himself into my dorm and dropped the heaviest life lore I've ever beheld all in one go. I was so baffled and in shock it took me a few hours to shoo him out, and when he left, my roommate returned home. And she was in a state of absolute distress from her class and had to vent to me about all the horrors going on in her lecture so to ease her pain I allowed her to make me watch three episodes of One Piece (she has been making me watch them daily since the start of the year, lol) and now, finally, I can continue to update. There will be one more chapter after this until we are all caught up, and the previous New York special book will be deleted. Chow Chow-

-Peter