My alarm blared in my ears.

"Mphh..." I muffled into my pillow. I turned my head and pried my eyes open, looking at the flashing numbers.

'6:00 am' it said.

That's weird. My alarm is always set to go off at 7:00 am.

Did I set it to go off at this time for some reason? Or was it a glitch?

Eh, whatever. Whatever I wanted to wake up for couldn't have been important.

I slammed the snooze button and went back to sleep....

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Theo Barbeau bounced on his heels anxiously, standing next to the sheet that covered his latest painting on the wall of club miraculous. He suck on his lollipop nervously. A small crowd had gathered for the unavailing of the painting, but not many, since Ladybug and Chat Noir had requested that the unveiling of the painting celebrating the first entry in the "Club Miraculous Champions Hall of Fame" was revealed before the class in the studio above started.

Suddenly light flowed through the door at the top of the stairs.

Theo stood in awe...

But it was only Chat Noir.

The boy slid down the railing and landed at the bottom on the stairs, striking a pose for the crowd as they cheered. Chat Noir walked over to Theo with swagger.

"Has my Lady arrived yet?" He asked, leaning his hand against the wall.

Theo frowned, "Ladybug isn't here yet."

"Eh, she'll be here." Chat said, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall, "She and I always end up together."

Theo frowned and crossed his arms, waiting.

-----

They waited until it was 15 minutes before the class above started. The crowd started to dwindle.

"I don't think she's coming," said DJ N, "Maybe we should present the painting without her..."

"Please," Theo begged, "Just a few more minutes."

"Sorry bro, we gotta get this underway," the DJ said. He turned on the mic and shouted into it, "HELLO CLUB MIRACULOUS!"

The crowd shouted in reply. The DJ winked at a girl holding her phone up, recording the event.

"Thanks to our special guest, Theo Barbeau, we are proud to present, the first entry into our Champions Hall of Fame, this painting of Ladybug and Chat Noir!"

Theo pulled the sheet off of the painting, revealing it to the crowd. The likeness of Ladybug and Chat Noir posing in breakdancing positions showed on the canvas.

The crowd applauded, then they started to go up the stairs.

DJ N slapped him on the shoulder with praise, "Good job art dude, it looks great!" he said. He ran up the stairs, calling for Chat Noir to follow.

"I'll be up in a minute." He said.

Theo looked up at the picture solemnly.

Chat placed an elbow on his shoulder, as if they were best friends.

"It's a really good painting dude," Chat said, "but one thing is off, I'm taller than Ladybug."

Theo sighed, "I just wanted to show her my adoration, but she didn't show up."

Chat's eyes widened. "Woah um," he said awkwardly, taking his arm off of Theo's shoulder, "You know we're like, a thing right?"

This time Theo's eyes widened, "You're a... what?"

Chat smirked, "A thing." he said, "Together. A... couple." The teenager crossed his fingers, "We're like this. We're not just partners on the dance floor you know."

Theo frowned. He threw the sheet that was covering the painting to the ground and stomped up the stairs.

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Theo got to the top of the stairs and walked out of the storage closet, out to the back door of the studio. He stepped outside and let out a huff.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out the picture of Ladybug and Chat Noir that he had used as a model for the painting. He sighed....

That's when Theo noticed that there was something else in his pocket.

He dug his hand back inside and pulled out a fancy purple envelope. When was that put in there? Theo flipped it over in his hand and saw that it was address to him in black calligraphy.

Theo looked around to make sure no one was watching, then opened the letter. It read...

"Copycat,

My name is Hawkmoth. I can help you gain the affections of your love, Ladybug. All you have to do is replace Chat Noir. I have all the supplies you will need for your costume waiting for you next to the entrance to the club. All I ask is that you reveal the identities of Chat Noir and Ladybug."

"Sounds purr-fect." Theo said. He shoved his picture of Ladybug and his letter into his pockets and threw open the back door to the dance studio and ran back inside, heading to the storage closet.

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"THAT WAS TODAY?!?" I exclaimed when Alya started talking about the revealing of the painting in the club.

"Yeah," Alya said casually, tying her pointe shoes, "I told you last week I was going to record it for my blog. But Ladybug wasn't there, so I probably won't get as many views...."

"Ughghh." I moaned. I can't believe I forgot. I set my alarm to go off early and everything!

I turned my head to the door when it opened. Adrien walked in, and I turned my head away, but kept my eyes on him shyly. He walked over to Nino and gave him a bro handshake. I smiled to myself, he's so nice, I thought.

"You should go talk to him." Alya said, nudging me with her elbow.

"What? N-no. Me? What. No. NO." I stuttered in reply.

"Come on girl," Alya said, linking arms with me and starting to walk over.

"Alya no I-I can't-" thankfully my pager started to buzz, "OH MY PHONE'S RINGING GOTTA GO PICK IT UP!" I said, wiggling out of Alya's grip and running over to my bag.

I pulled out my pager, which I had painted red with black spots to match my alias, "CHALLENGE" it read in pixelated red letters.

I pulled out my phone and pretended to pick it up, "Hello?" I said to no one, "Oh hi mom! What? An emergency with dad? You need me home right away?" I looked over to Ms. Bustier and she nodded to the door, allowing me to leave.

I grabbed my stuff and ran out if the door. I noticed as I closed it behind me that Adrien was asking Ms. Bustier to leave too, but he couldn't be going to the club (could he?).

I ran down the hall of the dance studio to the bathroom and changed into Ladybug.

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I had changed as fast as I could, but as I ran down the stairs to the club I saw that Chat Noir was down there before me. A crowd had already circled around the dance floor.

As I reached the bottom of the stairs the crowd cheered my name. They made a pathway for me to walk through.

I walked through the path of people, high-fiving people who asked for them. When I made it to the center of the dance floor I looked for Chat, and I got more than I bargained for.

I looked for Chat, and I found two.

Two Chats.

Two Chats?

They were already dancing against each other. One Chat swiped from side to side, swaying, them jumped into a cross position and unwound themselves in a turn. The other was in a toe stand and posed and flipped his hair. They circled around each other like they were in a wrestling ring, but they stopped when they saw me, straightening.

"Ladybug!" They both said in sinc. They glared at each other.

I tilted my head for a second, confused. Which of them was my Chat? I shook my head, clearing my mind. I looked back up at them, holding my hands out. "Okay okay okay." I said, confused, "Which one of you is the real Chat Noir?"

"I am!" they both said. They glared at each other again.

"Can't you tell?" Chat number one said, "This is the copy Chat!" He motioned to the second Chat.

"No!" said the second one, "My Lady, he's an impostor!"

I sighed. This was going to be confusing.

The crowd was getting restless, they wanted to see some dancing.

"Ugh." I moaned, "You both are annoying me to pieces." I stomped my way through the crowd and walked up to DJ N's turntable.

"N, you've known Chat longer than I have, you have to be able to tell me which is the real one."

"I don't know LB, they're exactly alike."

"Isn't there some kind of rule that makes the challenger have to show their self?"

"Not really, but if you ask either of them to do anything, I'm pretty sure they'll both do it without question."

I thought about it, "Good idea." I grabbed the mic from his hand, and despite his protests, turned it on. "HELLO CLUB MIRACULOUS!" I shouted into the mic. My voice echoed through the club, making the crowd cheer. "One of these dancers is my partner, Chat Noir, and the other is a challenger. And we're going to find out which is which the only way we do anything in this club, WITH A DANCE BATTLE." I sounded confident, which was weird for me. I handed the mic back to DJ N, who nodded and smiled in understanding.

"Our first battle is Chat Noir vs. Copycat!" DJ N said into the mic, "Which is which? Who knows?" He pressed one of the thousands of buttons on his turntable and music blasted through the amps.

One chat smiled at me and nodded in understanding, while the other smirked and started to dance.

He jumped up into a toe touch and punched the ground as he landed. He bent over and went into a head spin, putting his arms on the ground and doing a handstand out of it, landing on his feet with a pose.

When that Chat was done the other Chat started. He crossed his arms and closed his eyes, nodding his head to the beat. He span around, sweeping a hand through his wild hair. He bent backwards, leaning his hand on the ground and popping his legs out then back in, then went into a six step. He finished with a one handed hand stand and a wink.

I walked through the crowd and onto the dance floor. I looked at the Chat who danced first, staring deep into his green eyes. He looked just like my Chat.

Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned, it was the other Chat. I frowned at him.

"You're the imposter aren't you?" I said.

"My Lady no!" The Chat exclaimed, hurt in his eyes, "He's the copy Chat, I swear. He's the artist from the unveiling of the painting today, which you weren't at." He said, crossing his arms.

I was still skeptical, "How do I know you're not lying?"

"Just ask him anything about our love life."

"Our WHAT?!"

"Just trust me. Have I ever lied to you bugaboo?"

I sighed, "Fine. I'll try it. But if you're the imposter," I grabbed him by the collar and pulled him close, "I'll show you what I think about liars."

I let go of Chat and turned to face... Chat. I smiled and walked towards him.

"You're my Kitty." I said.

"Right as always My Lady." he replied with a smirk.

"You didn't tell the other Chat our... special secret did you?"

"...What?"

"You know, our secret!" I said, tracing my finger up his arm, "You didn't tell him did you?"

"...Nope! Didn't tell the copy Chat anything."

"We don't have a secret." I said sassily, "You're the copy Chat!" I shouted.

The crowd booed. The copy Chat frowned and stomped in anger.

I walked back over to my Chat and flicked his bell, "Sorry I didn't trust you Kitty."

Chat Noir smiled at me, "It's okay My Lady. I knew you would figure it out." he said, "Now, are you ready to show this imposter what you think of liars?"

"You know I am."

DJ N shouted into the mic, "YEAH! NOW IT'S TIME FOR LADYBUG AND CHAT NOIR TO FACE COPYCAT!"

The music blasted through the speakers.

Copycat danced first.

He swirled down and landed on his knees, bringing each one up as he pushed his arms from side to side. He did a six step and then bent down into a freeze on the side of his head.

I smiled and nodded at Chat Noir. He returned the action. It was our turn.

I jumped high into the air and then do two little jumped to pump up the crowd. Chat Noir did the same in perfect sinc. I landed on the ground with one leg out, and went into a coffee grinder move. I span up out of it to a standing pose.

The crowd chanted our names.

"Our champions have won once again!" DJ N said.

"WOO HOO!!!" I shouted. I ran over to Chat and hugged him, even though I was so small compared to him. He looked shocked, but smiled anyway.

The crowd started to go back up the stairs since the battle was over. I let go of Chat and saw Copycat walking over.

"Sorry I, you know, tried to replace your partner and everything..." he said, "I was just jealous...."

"It's fine." I responded, "I understand. I should have been at the unveiling this morning, and none of this would have happened." I said, looking at the painting on the wall, "It's an amazing painting though."

"Really?" He said, "I-I'm so glad you like it!"

Chat Noir interrupted us, "Sorry to interrupt, but my Lady and I have to get to ballet class."

"BALLET CLASS!" I exclaimed, "I gotta go!"

I ran up the stairs and ran into the bathroom to change.