One night I awoke to the sound of glass breaking, that seemed to be coming from outside. Glass breaking outside?! That could only mean one thing. All at once I bolted out of the mansion into the greenhouse. There stood a man who had broken into my greenhouse. He was in his thirties, dirty and greasey looking with yellow teeth and red eyes, he seemed a little disoriented. A drug addict no doubt but then I saw he had smashed a display killing my red roses, killing them! He killed my roses! The only things I had left of my mother.

"How dare you break in here and destroy my roses!" I roared.

I lunged for him, grabbed him by his shirt collar, and pulled him into a headlock. His face had gone white and he was trembling like the devil had come for his soul. He should feel like that. No one destroys my mother's most prized possession and gets away with it. Not while I'm still alive.

"I'm...I'm sorry!" He cried. "Just don't hurt me! I-"

"Silence!" I shouted. "You ruined them! Now you're gonna pay!"

"What are you going to do?"

No clue. "I'm going to drop you scum bag!"

His eyes were filled with horror and his face began to turn red from how hard I was holding him. He waved his arms around like crazy, struggling to get loose but I had a tight hold on him.

"It...It was an accident." He blubbered. "And they were just stupid flowers."

"Just stupid flowers?!" I lost control and sized him by his throat. His face began to turn blue as he choked for breath.

"Let me go! I'll do anything! I'll get you anything!" He coughed. "Money!"

"No amount of money can pay for what you've done!"

"Drugs?"

"I'm not an addict you sleeze!"

"There must be something." He was crying now but at the same time he seemed to be thinking of something, anything he could give me to save his ass. "What about a girl?!"

"What?" I almost lost my grip.

"A girl! A pretty girl! You want one? I'll get you one."

"Don't screw with me! I warn you!"

"No! I have a niece!"

A released the thief and let him breathe. After listening to him coughing, gasping, and trying to catch his breath for about maybe an hour or thirty minutes I grew impatient.

"Alright talk!" I ordered.

"She's my brother's daughter and he and his wife are gone so you can have her."

"You're lying!"

"No I'm not!"

"Prove it! Describe her!"

"She's young and a little spirited which I find very annoying but she's very beautiful. So if you want a little action you won't be disappointed if you know what I mean."

Pervert I thought.

"She's nothing but an unwanted problem. Take the brat if you want her just let me go!"

I thought for a moment and I realized this might be my only chance.

"Fine but you are to bring her here in one week and don't think you can get away without giving her to me. Because if you do."

I pulled out my phone and took a picture of him with his drugs and the broken glass.

"The cops will get these."

"Okay, I'll bring her in a week."

"Now get out of my sight!"

He ran out of the greenhouse as fast as his legs could carry him then I took and the mirror and asked it to show me his niece and to my surprise it was Marinette. Sweet, kind, and understanding Marinette just the girl I needed.

I grabbed my dad's credit card, went online, and began buying things to design a bedroom perfect for Marinette. I started out by buying paint, wall paper, a comfy mattress and cool sheets for her bed and down for her pillows. Next I bought fancy and expensive clothes, shoes, and jewelry. I hoped I got her size right. Using the mirror, I watched and studied Marinette learning everything I could about her. What she liked and didn't like, I remembered how much she loved the rose I gave her so I made sure to fill her room with roses. I saw that she loved to read, write, and design. So I bought all types of books: novels, history books, science books, biographies, even blank notebooks for her to write or design in. Another thing I learned about her was that she sewed for a hobby which gave me the idea to buy fabrics, threads, needles, a sewing machine, and pretty things that people stitch on to clothes to make them look better like buttons and ribbons.

I hardly slept that week because I was either too busy designing her room or because I was too excited. On the last day of the week I asked to see her, she was in her room with her bags packed. She was coming, I could hardly wait. She would live like a princess and I would give her anything she wanted.

"I'm not sure if I want to be apart of kidnap." Plagg said.

"I didn't kidnap her." I said. "Her drug addict uncle basically handed her over to me."

"Yes but what exactly do you intend to do with her?"

"I...I don't know...I just...I just need her. She might be the one."

"So a simple date wouldn't have worked?"

"That wouldn't work! She's so beautiful and I'm...Look at me! Do you think anyone would date anyone who looked like this?"

"Hello? Blind remember."

"Oh sorry. How did you lose your sight anyway?"

"I lost my eyes."

"What are you talking about? You have eyes, I can see them."

"These are fake kid."

"You mean like glass eyes?"

"No it's an illusion. That's disgusting you humans can be so gross. Years ago Tikki and I stopped an evil wizard from enslaving all of Europe. We succeeded but he stole my eyes and he cut off Tikki's wings."

"Tikki had wings?"

"Yeah but now that they're gone she can't ever go home to her sisters. She's stuck on earth with me."

"What's wrong with being stuck on earth?"

"Nothing unless your family is all the way in another dimension."

"Oh that's sad."

"I know and she complains about it all the time."

"Excuse me?" Tikki said.

"Well you do."

"How come you never wanna hear about my needs?"

"Because your needs don't matter to me."

"And your needs do? Who cares weather cheddar or monetary jack is better? Or how much Camembert you can eat in one minute? It's stupid!"

"How dare you insult Camembert! It is the greatest food in the world."

"Oh be quiet or I'll turn you into a toad again."

"Please don't I'm still recovering from the warts."