Chloe is the only one tormented

“Jean-Luc, I need you to get them for me and bring them to the school! Here’s what I need, hurry!” “Yes, Mademoiselle.” Jean-Pierre Latourne had been serving the Bourgeois family for many years. He had received many requests before. Getting outfit changes for Miss Chloe and her friend Miss Sabrina were nothing new. The third set of dimensions were new, but easily obtained. He did wonder about who it was for, but Miss Chloe obviously wanted it to be a secret.

“He will leave the clothes outside on a stool. You will have clothes as I promised, Mari, my darling. Please untie me.” “Who is in charge, my Chloe?” “AHAHAHAHA! You!!! Ahahahahaha” squealed Chloe as Marinette ran a nail across her left armpit, spiralling across the surface. “You and Sabbikins enjoyed teasing me. Now it is my turn. Laugh my Chloekins!” And Chloe Bourgeois did just that.