When Marinette got out there, Chat. Was already out. The akkumatized victim was too. This one looked really cheesey too.
      "What do we got here, Chat?" Ladybug asked.
      "Well, it's a maid that was tired of being bossed around and bullied. Calls herself the Hypnotizer. Came from the Mayor's hotel."
    "Chloe. Gotta be Chloe." Ladybug sighed. "Anything else?"
     "Don't look into her eyes. I'm not kitten, those things will make you do her bidding." Chat pointed. She wanted to trust him, but how could he have known that. Marinette's dream came back to her.
     "Trust only tht dreams."  Ladybug decided to trust her dreams over Chat's. He only made one cat home too. Something was up.
      Ladybug found a pole nearby. She threw the end off her yo- yo at it. Now she had to get the Hypnotizer's attention. She looked around, then down at the pole. She had it.
    "Here, hippie hippie." She yelled while hitting the pole. The Hypnotizer turned around. The eyes were normal.
     "Hah, I knew this wouldn'tbe cliche." Ladybug muttered. When the villain was close enough, Ladybug jumped. The whole time looking into the eyes. There! The broken glasses! Ladybug grabbed the glasses and snapped them again. This time though, it fixed the problem instead of creating one. The butterfly flew out and Ladybug fixed everything. That's how it goes. She quickly ran home after that.
    That night, Marinette was so tired she could barely eat dinner. She did, but it was hard. She had to forced open her eyes and practically make her mouth eat the steak and rice.  Afterwords she sluggishly went upstairs and changed. Tikki put out the light as soon as Marinette hit the bed. That night, the dreams came back.
     This time, there was a background to the story. It started out with Hetshepsit, not as Ladybug, but as an everyday, ancient Egyptian person. She had wonderful short, brown hair and a lovely dark skin tone to mach it.  People would smile and wave at her, like she was the nicest girl you would ever meet.
     "Hello Hetshepsit."
     "Hetshepsit, good day!"
     "Hetshepsit, are you headed to the market aswell?" The women asked as they passed her. She would nod in return. The men would swoon over her. But it seemed there is only one man she loved. And that man passed her and smiled. But it seemed only as a friend.
      "H-hello Bomani. How are you today?" Hetshepsit blushed. Bomani smiled in return. His hair was dark and shaggy, like Adrien's. He had the same skin tone as Hetshepsit. His dark  brown eyes smiled at her. Hetshepsit smiled back and blushed even harder. As Bomani walked away, Hetshepsit breathed out heavily and fluttered. She opened her mouth.
     "BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!"
      Marinette woke with a start. This time there was no cold sweat. Only her sharp mind.

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A/N: Bomani means warrior in Egyptian.
  
~TT