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Title: if good's on the left
Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug
Characters: Nino Lahiffe
Word Count: 100
Rating: General Audiences
Summary: Adrien has been earworming Nino with AC/DC lately, and the narrator of "Hells Bells" has the exact opposite philosophy as what Carapace wants to use on Greyling. (This belongs to my nine lives, snake's eyes 'verse.)
"You don't have to do this, man," Carapace tells Greyling, shield steady. "You don't have to fight."
Hawkmoth and Mayura might be irredeemable, but Greyling and Posa? They're kids too.
Greyling pulls his blow, left hand hovering over his bracelet Miraculous. "Tell Father that," he says evenly. "I can't pare down his ambition any farther."
—Hawkmoth's son disagrees with his parents?
"Grey!" shouts Mayura's maybe-daughter. Greyling's sister? Stepsister? Datemate? He softens, hearing Posa, like Chat Noir looking at Ladybug or Adrien at Marinette. Carapace hates wondering how to use that.
"Good luck," Greyling says, wry, and backflips off the roof.
Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug
Characters: Nino Lahiffe
Word Count: 100
Rating: General Audiences
Summary: Adrien has been earworming Nino with AC/DC lately, and the narrator of "Hells Bells" has the exact opposite philosophy as what Carapace wants to use on Greyling. (This belongs to my nine lives, snake's eyes 'verse.)
"You don't have to do this, man," Carapace tells Greyling, shield steady. "You don't have to fight."
Hawkmoth and Mayura might be irredeemable, but Greyling and Posa? They're kids too.
Greyling pulls his blow, left hand hovering over his bracelet Miraculous. "Tell Father that," he says evenly. "I can't pare down his ambition any farther."
—Hawkmoth's son disagrees with his parents?
"Grey!" shouts Mayura's maybe-daughter. Greyling's sister? Stepsister? Datemate? He softens, hearing Posa, like Chat Noir looking at Ladybug or Adrien at Marinette. Carapace hates wondering how to use that.
"Good luck," Greyling says, wry, and backflips off the roof.