3/15/2024 0 Comments Dredging up the past wildstar![]() ![]() Tikki drank some of her milk and settled back down on the counter. “Think that's why Marinette took to the Miraculous so easy?” “It may have been years since you wore the earrings, but we're still connected.” ![]() “How do you always know what I'm thinking, Tikki?” A sad smile fought its way onto her lips. The kwami's question jerked Sabine back to the present. Missed the earrings, the adventure, the rush. She sighed, her eyes focusing on nothing. The days when she swung through the streets of London with her own black cat. Sabine thought back to the days before Akumas and supervillains. “Well, she takes after her mother, after all.” She swallowed and said, “They chased around a pick pocket for about ten minutes, but that was it.” Tikki nodded, her mouth already full of cookie. About five minutes later, a red streak zipped through the door to Marinette's room, through the cookie jar, and settled on the counter across from Sabine. She poured two glasses of milk, plunked a straw into one, and sat at the kitchen counter, patiently awaiting the kwami's arrival. She pulled a step stool away from the wall and reached up to the top of their refrigerator, retrieving a jar full of mint chocolate chip cookies, Tikki's favorite. She threw on a red silk robe and made her way to the bakery kitchen, tying the silken cord about her waist. She sighed, glad that tomorrow was Saturday, and eased herself out of bed, careful not to wake Tom. She blinked the crust of sleep from her eyes and glanced over at her clock. A barely audible thump from above roused Sabine from her light slumber. ![]()
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