Disclaimer: Don't own and never will.

AN: This was inspired by the story The Truth of the Red Robe by 's a decent writer and I love the idea of covering the next generation. For a series where the characters are still in school. No comment.

AN2: Although all these characters exist within the same universe, every one of these stories is an independent story.

There were times, Chloe thought to herself, that karma went too far.

Or at least that she had never been so bad a person to deserve this. Surely she was never that bad.

Standing on her porch was her son Andrew Dufain. (Her son from her first marriage and, in her opinion, surprisingly well adapted for someone who had seen her married twice) and he was looking lovingly into the eyes of his girlfriend. The all too familiar green eyes of his girlfriend that Chloe remembered from her childhood. And that long blue-black hair that had been the bane of her teenage years. (Admittedly it had been petty and she cringed when she looked back and had more to do with her own issues, but…)

She cleared her throat and the two teenagers suddenly jumped. Clearly the two of them hadn't heard her opening the door.

"Well?" Chloe said as she leaned back and placed a hand on her hip. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?"

"Well actually," Andrew paused and looked away as a blush covered his face. "This is my girlfriend Emma. Emma Agreste."

"It's nice to meet you Madam Bourgeois," Emma said as she extended her hand and Chloe resisted the urge to scowl. Even her hands looked like Marinette's at that age.

"It's nice to meet you as well," Chloe said in a perfectly neutral voice. "I knew your father Adrien when we were in school. You have his eyes."

Emma giggled nervously.

"Tell him that his old friend Chloe says hi," Chloe continued with a smile. "And of course dear Marinette when you see her. When do you go over to hers?"

Emma looked puzzled.

"Go over to hers?" she asked with a slight frown.

"Well I remember those rumours about his affair with a Madam Rossi-"

"Oh those," Emma giggled. "They were fake. Dad sued the paper that broke the story and Madam Rossi, forcing them to issue a retraction. Her claims just didn't add up and there were times she made claims that he was with her when he was with mama."

Chloe's smile became very fixed. Karma did not like her at all it seemed.