A/N: For those not familiar with Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir, I highly recommend this currently ongoing TV series, made in France and dubbed in English. Readers not familiar with Totally Spies; the show ended four years ago with season six. It's also a fantastic show, and the TS Movie tells the origin, which is a great starting point.

This is set after the final episode of Totally Spies and my other TS fanfics, and just after the latest Miraculous episode. It's my first time writing Miraculous, so if you see anything amiss, please let me know. Both shows have French roots, anime influences, fashion, solid characters, romance, costume transformations, and are incredible. Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy.

"Now boarding Flight UA311. Los Angeles to Paris," a man's voice rang out.

"Yeah!" Sam, Alex, and Clover cried in unison.

Arms wrapped around each others' shoulders, they hopped up and down a few times while rotating in a circle to the mild amusement of a few people nearby.

Wall-sized windows offered a bright morning view of LAX planes, baggage trucks, dollies, and a refueler. The gate waiting area was a stretch of blue seats dotted with small end tables and a few trash cans set in a sea of grey carpet.

Clover, who wore a tan leather jacket and blue jeans, pushed her blonde forelock into place and set her hands on her friend's shoulders.

"I still can't believe it," Clover said, voice cracking a bit.

Her friend, Alex, beamed, brown eyes sparkling. She sported a black pixie cut, a form-fitting green coat, and white slacks.

"You and me both!" she said.

Sam, a long-haired redhead in a purple coat, fought back tears in her green eyes. She shook her head and gestured for a hug, which both girls returned.

"And to think, the youngest is the first to get engaged," Sam said.

They grabbed their carry-on luggage and got into line for the boarding gate. Alex nudged Sam's arm lightly.

"I'm not that much younger," Alex said with mock indignation.

"Yeah, but that's how you always acted," Clover said slyly, earning a stronger nudge.

They entered the plane, found their seats, stored their bags, and got settled.

"Wow, he proposed right before our graduation trip," Clover said, glancing from her spot at the window over to Alex.

"Yep, and Martin's moving to L.A.! We can go to Canada anytime easily with the Center's Portals," Alex said in a rush.

"That's great," Sam said from the aisle seat. "And to think we just graduated from Mali-U," she added a bit sadly.

A baby wailed forlornly somewhere behind them. Alex smiled at the timing.

"Sammy, we're going to graduate school," Alex said in her uniquely musical, youthful voice.

Clover grinned, fixing the others with a knowing look.

"That girl will never stop going to school," she said confidently.

Sam's eyes narrowed, but she simply chuckled briefly. A flight attendant asked for attention and started the preflight safety instructions.

The mountain of muscle in a black suit drove a silver four-door sports car through the busy streets of Paris. Clouds filled most of the sky, but large trees that lined the sidewalks still allowed sunlight to filter through below. A staccato horn sounded nearby, alerting the already wound-up driver to the other vehicle.

In the back seat, Gabriel Agreste, a tall, fair-haired man in a cream-colored dress jacket and red slacks peered through his glasses with hawk-like eyes at his phone. He swiped and tapped, rarely glancing up. The car turned and passed through open iron gates to a four-story estate, crowned by a cupola. A view of the Eiffel Tower was behind it in the distance.

A woman with short black hair and a matching suit, also with glasses and alert eyes, opened the car door for Gabriel once the vehicle stopped.

"Welcome back."

"Thank you, Natalie," Gabriel said, then nodded to the driver.

His driver grunted in satisfaction and drove off. Gabriel and Natalie ascended the stairs to the large double front doors and crossed the threshold into the spacious entryway.

"They're ready for your call," Natalie said as they climbed a grand staircase inside to reach the second floor.

"Good," he said. "And Adrien's going to the fashion show today?"

"Yes."

He gently took her hand and patted it once. She blinked, then smiled at the gesture.

"Thank you. This shouldn't take long."

She nodded, they parted ways, and Gabriel passed through a large door to his office.

In another part of the house was a large bedroom filled with books on the second floor landing, a desktop computer at a workstation, and a few video game arcade cabinets. A blonde teenage boy in jeans and a short sleeve open collared shirt relaxed on a white couch, reading over material in a textbook.

His kwami, a black catlike creature the size of a tennis ball, hovered over and examined him with giant green eyes and tiny pupils.

"Thanks for the cheese, Adrien," the creature said in his playful voice.

"Mm-hm," Adrien replied.

He looked towards the wall-sized glass that made up his window, shut the book, and looked at the kwami. "We'd better get going, Plagg."

A/N: Thanks very much for reading. Please vote and review if you enjoyed.