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The Devil Wears Yellow

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Chloe could not stand you. Over the past month that you had been attending the same school as her, she had grown a rather distinct hatred for you, stemming from the relationship blooming between you and Adrien. She noticed the sweet smile on your face every time you spoke to him, the way your fingers seemed to brush when he would lean over to your side of the desk. She could distinctly remember the way you elbowed him in the side for trying to copy your answers, his bashful laugh as he searched for an excuse of his copying. It was infuriating and unfair. Her thoughts were suddenly cut off as an unexpected voice called out to her. 

"Madame Chloe, the car is waiting for you," Chloe's butler, or as she called him 'Jean-whatever-your-name-is', alerted the girl from behind her bedroom door, his knuckles wrapping against it with a gentle knock. 

The blonde girl let out an obnoxious groan, yanking her yellow jacket on over the top of her black and white striped shirt. As overly dramatic as usual, she shoved the door open, ultimately pushing the poor man down and storming to the front of the hotel. She got in the white limousine and left for school.

~~~

The next day started the same as all the others. You struggled pulling yourself out of bed, showered in cold water despite how much it made your joints ached and then returned to getting dress. Today you wore a knee brace on your right knee, favouring your left more than usual. You were yet to notice the effect that the miraculous had on you outside of your hero persona. Grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge you didn't bother waking your parents to say goodbye. Reaching for your bag as you stood just in front of the front door, you took one look back into the house before you simply left, not giving the house a second look. You were starting to grow tired of the same routine. Waking up, leaving the house with no goodbye, going to school and then returning to a battle against an akuma that you weren't even allowed to fight yet. Part of you wanted to get your hands dirty, aching and yearning for the adrenaline that would rush through your system whenever there was a slight mention of a supposed akumatization. 

While the walk itself wasn't long, it felt as if it took an hour. You were tired from the nights work. Akuma's had become rare, and you were still yet to properly face one without just lending the occasional hand of whisking away surrounding citizens so they wouldn't get hurt. With each day that had passed you had easily memorised the walk to school, rarely needing your own mind to take you there when your legs already knew the way. Letting your feet guide you, your mind started to wander a bit.

The truce you made a few weeks back flashed through your mind. You hadn't really interacted with Chat Noir since then, but you were sure something had changed between the two of you. You recognised his small glances towards you, instead of being greeted with sharp eyes, they were more curious. Although he was still jealous of you, envious of the attention you received from Ladybug, you were proud to say that you no longer thought that the feline heroine hated you. Your last patrol together was the night before. He didn't speak much, but when he did, it didn't seem to come out as harsh as usual. He was a strange boy, that was for sure. 

Not realising that you'd already made it to your class, you almost walked into the door. Shaking your head, you pushed open the door and stepped inside. What you were yet to notice was the blonde girl standing next to the doorway, her foot sticking out just enough to make contact with your ankle. The connection sent you tumbling to the ground with little to no witnesses other than Sabrina. Your water bottle rolled across the hardwood floor. The blonde smirked down at you. She found an empty joy in watching you crumple to the floor, falling to pieces from such a simple manoeuvre. 

"Whoops!" she feigned shock, "Maybe you should watch where you're going next time, foreigner." The smirk on her face made you feel sick. For the first time in years, you felt humiliated. You didn't have the time to process the hurt that you felt, both physically and somewhat mentally. Putting on a brave face, you pulled yourself to your feet, favouring your left side to the point your leg buckled slightly under your weight. "Listen, I don't understand what I have done to you that makes you believe tripping me over is the answer," you began, "I'm sure there's a good person inside that heart of yours." 

Your words made her crystal eyes widen momentarily. They seemed to hit a vulnerable spot within her, but as soon as it came to her it disappeared. "You don't know what you're talking about. You are ridiculous!" She huffed, easily hiding the slight pang of guilt she felt under a snobby mask. Sabrina looked at you, her eyes were the window to her soul. Guilt was plastered on her face, leaking from her pores with every second she stood near you. Yet, the girl did nothing to defend or help you. She simply pulled her head down and held Chloe's books tighter to her chest. You never liked being forgiving, but you would have forgiven the two with a simple apology or explanation even if it wasn't to your standards. You rolled your eyes, moving from the door to place your bag next to your desk in its usual spot. Gaining no reaction from you, Chloe left without sparing a second glance, practically dragging Sabrina out by the wrist. 

You regretted coming to school so early. Tears threatened to fall as you finally let the weight of the situation fall upon your shoulders. You truly couldn't think of what you had done to Chloe. In fact, it wasn't until today that you had properly spoken before. Taking in one last shaking breath, you wiped your eyes with the sleeves of your sweater. There was no point in letting her words or actions get the better of you. If you were to be akumatized, who knows what would happen. Rolling your right ankle under the desk you bit down on your bottom lip. She didn't sprain your ankle, but it definitely left you with a jolt of pain when you moved. You hoped it would go away on its own, not needing the extra pain when your knee was already burning. 

The opening of the door pulled you from your thoughts. Quicky wiping your eyes, you scrambled to pull your textbook from your bag. Your hands shook from the previous interactions, almost making you drop the pencil you held.

Curious eyes stared down at you as the young man made his way to his seat. He sat down next to you, flashing his usual friendly smile. He spoke your name, and you finally looked up. Graced by the solemn look on your face, Adrien frowned. The two of you had grown rather closer over this last month, exchanging numbers and often riding home together. He knew to an extent the struggles you faced each day, but he had never seen you look so disappointed and dejected. 

"Are you alright?" 

The words hit you like a harsh wave, stinging as it crashed against your warm skin. Instead of answering, you simply sighed. Although the desire to understand the situation, to ultimately make you feel better, burnt deep within the core of his chest, Adrien hesitated. He nodded. "I understand. I'm here." His warm palm brushed against your shoulder once again, however instead of pulling away like you typically did, you leaned into it. 

The blonde boy's eyes widened, his breath hitching in his throat. He had never really had such a seamless interaction with the someone. The warmth of your shoulder spread throughout his palm, coursing through his veins as if it were his own blood, his lifeline. His reaction didn't go unnoticed to you, although you were much too busy sulking about the previous situation. A heavy distaste for the rich girl sat in the pit of your stomach. Not even Adrien could pull you out of that hatred.  

~~~

The day was over almost as soon as it begun. After your little interaction with Adrien earlier, he had promised to take you to the park after school. His simple excuse to his father, with the bribery of his bodyguard, was that fencing practice just so happened to be running late. It was the entire reason you were walking next to him, chortling at the jokingly snide comment he had made about the ladybug pin on your bag. You could only assume he was joking. 

"What? Do you really believe that Chat Noir is better?" You rose a brow, simply teasing the other. The look of pride that flashed through his eyes made your playful façade falter. You shook it off as nothing, the small upturn of his lips distracting you from your own scepticism. There was something about his little scoff that made your stomach flutter. It felt so familiar, yet at the same time so out of reach. You chalked it back to another time you had hung out, maybe you had heard him scoff that way when he drove you home? You shook your head and turned your attention towards the taller boy. 

He rolled his eyes slightly, a sight you didn't see often under the guise of his bodyguard. "Of course! He's so much cooler than Ladybug and Clementine," that made your eyes widen, "Plus, his cat puns are hilarious. I just don't get how you can't see that." The boy shrugged. Adrien had completely dissed your alter ego straight to your face. You kept your reaction hidden deep. Perhaps the next time Clementine had patrol, they might pay a visit to the blonde boy and teach him what true humour was. You nudged him with your elbow as you both walked along the cement path. You still limped from the earlier incident, but it luckily didn't hurt as much as it typically did. "Clementine is the coolest, thank you very much! And Ladybug can literally repair everything with some like, magical ass words. How is that not cool?" 

Adrien blushed, the tips of his ears flushing red as you nudged him. He wasn't entirely sure why he felt like this. He assumed it was because you were good friends. Yeah... that was the reason. 

~~~

Your debate lasted until you two found yourself in front of your home. It seemed cold, most likely due to your parents being in their own separate places. Ever since you began to manage your won diagnoses, they began to lay off of you a bit. What used to seem overbearing and protective had turned into minimal interactions and borderline neglect. 

Turning to face Adrien, you offered him a sweet smile. "Thank you... For today, I mean. This meant a lot." You weren't lying when you said that. The whole interaction with Chloe had left you rather down in the dumps and it seemed he was the only person to truly pull you out of it. He returned your sweet smile with a boyish grin of your own. The way you looked at him in that moment with nothing, but pure gratitude and care made his heart race dangerously fast. 

He shook his head quickly, golden locks flickering in front of his eyes before settling to frame his face. He was always picture perfect. "It's what friends are for." Those words stung, but once again you were dumbfounded as to why. Adrien held your bag out for you to grab, you couldn't remember when he had taken it, but you were grateful, nonetheless. Muttering another soft 'thank you', you let your fingers linger on his. The soft caress of his plush skin against you had your mouth running dry. Quickly pulling away, you finally spoke up.

"Call me when you get home." 

You left no room for an answer, gripping your bag so tight that your knuckles had shifted from their usual flushed colour to a pale white. The door shut and you retreated to your room. 

Adrien stood outside of your house; his mouth slightly open with unsaid words. That was uncharacteristically odd, but he simply assumed you didn't want your parents to meet him. He was understanding of the relationship you held with your parental figures, so he didn't plan on pressing anytime soon. Instead, he began his way home, the only though on his mind being the way your fingers left a lasting spark in his palm. 

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Understanding

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It's been at least a month since you began fighting beside Ladybug and Chat Noir. You'd learnt that a certain cat themed heroine had grown a strong distaste for you, more so a distaste for the attention you received from Ladybug. The red and black heroine had been rather intrigued on how you received such a miraculous, let alone a second bunny miraculous. With the power of Bunnyx being so strong, it was no surprise that Ladybug was paying more attention to yourself than to her own partner. Your miraculous, powered by a sweet kwami that went by the name of Cece, held the ability of healing. While it was only temporary, lasting up until Ladybug used her 'miraculous Ladybug' to fix the damage created during battle, it became useful rather quickly. 

 It didn't matter much whether the boy liked you or hated you. All you truly cared about in that moment was the freedom your miraculous blessed you with, a world where the pain of everyday life evaporated into nothing. With the use of your miraculous came wonderful side effects, a temporary relief to the chronic pain within your knee and sudden bursts of energy that battled the chronic fatigue you felt due to the mental exhaustion of your own pain. However, it wasn't until recently that you'd felt the more painful side affects. Each time you used the miraculous, your body ached afterwards, exhaustion plaguing you.

You sat on the edge of a building; a cool breeze surrounded you as your feet swung over the side of the tiled roof. When Ladybug had requested for you to cover the patrol with Chat Noir that night you accepted with a grateful smile. Any chance to escape from the exhaustion and constant pain was a good one, whether it meant simply patrolling or actually saving the citizens of Paris. The soft jingle of a bell brought a smile to your face, the corners of your lips turning up in a content way. "Funny running into you here." You joked softly, just loud enough for the feline heroine to hear as you angled your face towards the setting sun. Hues of orange and salmon illuminated off the pale blues and browns of your suit, as if you were the sky they belonged in. 

You turned to face him, finally opening your eyes fast enough to catch the blonde boy leaning on his staff. While he had a slight smile on his face himself, there was still that look of envy within his eyes. He shrugged, not taking your words as a very friendly invitation. "Yeah, I guess so," He huffed through his nostrils, studying each movement you made as you stood up from your placement on the edge of the roof, "Ladybug's idea of patrolling with the new kid so you don't get into any trouble." 

Your eyes widened, almost taking his words as insult before simply shaking your head. Soft brown ears flopped into your eyes before framing your face as you made eye contact with him. Chat avoided your gaze. "You don't have to do this, Chat Noir," you began with a hum, "Ladybug needs us to get along, you know that, but you don't want to try." Your words were full of sincerity and comfort, emphasising the reason you were gifted with the second bunny miraculous. You always had what seemed to be a never-ending amount of empathy and compassion to give, perhaps leftovers from the overwhelming amount you received from your parents and close friends. 

He grumbled slightly at your words, understanding that you were right. He didn't want to try, he knew how this would end. Ladybug would forget him once again as she dealt with another new miraculous holder. Fiddling with his staff, he spoke up, "That's not true. I just-" He lied, grumbling again as he let out another frustrated huff. His hair fell in front of his eyes, another refusal to even look in your general direction. 

You shrugged. "It's okay if you don't like me, I never said we have to be friends. All I am saying is that maybe you should take the chance you have to work with me tonight," You looked up at him, taking note of the few inches taller he was, "We might have better chemistry than you believe." Standing a few steps apart you held out your hand for him to take. "A truce." You offered. He squinted at your hand before looking back up at you, studying the playful glint to in your eyes. "Fine, a truce... but just for tonight." He agreed, looking down at his own hand, holding your somewhat smaller one. He had never noticed just how frail they seemed to be. The blonde retracted his hand quickly, placing it by his side as he avoided your gaze once again. Something about those gentle eyes had his skin prickling. 

A small smirk flickered across your face as you watched the way his hand retracted back to his staff. You had expected it, much like anyone would with the way the young man avoided her like the plague. "Don't worry kitty, I don't bite." You teased in a playful manner, watching his eyes widen momentarily. You studied the stern look on his face, watching as his scowl slowly turned into that iconic feline grin of his. He leaned his hands on the top of his staff, his ears flopping with his head as he moved to rest it on top of his palms. "I can't promise the same." He stood up straight and began to walk backwards, letting his staff extend before using it as leverage to launch to the next rooftop.

You watched as he jumped from rooftop to rooftop, never looking back once to see if you followed. Sighing, you shook your head. He was a naïve boy, troubled even. While you understood the reasoning for his distaste, you found it somewhat childish, not recognising the true story behind his longing to be needed by Ladybug. In fact, you had no idea on who this boy could be, whether he was bound to end up in your life outside of the masks or if he would remain a mystery for the rest of your life. Either way, you would take life as it came at you, counting each day as a blessing considering the detrimental damage your body was receiving from itself. 

~~~

Two weeks had passed, and it was now just another Monday morning. You felt better than usual, your constant fatigue diminished from the restful sleep you obtained that night. With no recent akumas to deal with, you felt rather at peace with yourself and everyone else. To clarify, almost everyone else.  Chat Noir was still on your radar of people to be aware of, even if he was a hero. While you knew his intentions were just to become the main figure in Ladybug's attention, it bugged you that he wouldn't let you prove yourself. Constantly dismissed as the 'new girl' with 'zero experience in crime fighting' had your opinion of the feline heroine slowly turning negative.  

You found that your mind was often caught on Chat Noir as you continued to dress yourself for school, shaking them away each time they arrived. You slid the tan knee brace up your calf, letting it tightly embrace your right knee to hold it together just that little bit better. While your chronic fatigue had lessened with the help of Cece's magic, it was evident that the overexertion of the miraculous had your limbs feeling weaker after every de-transformation. Attempting not to worry your parents any more than they already were, and friends who were now across the other side of the world due to you moving, you kept your pain and weakness a complete secret. There would be signs, the way that your head was constantly resting against your desk, the clicking noises from each step you took and the actual use of pain management even when you were always so adamant that you could tough it out. 

It wasn't long until you finally made it to College Francoise Dupont. Most students assumed you were a part of an exchange program, when in reality there was simply better healthcare and accessible opportunities for you in Paris. Although you missed your home country and the friends you used to have, you were beginning to find this school becoming more like a home. However, the front steps of the school would never feel that  comforting. With each step you took, you heard and felt the rough click of your right knee. It was overwhelming enough that you didn't notice the soft hum of your name coming from behind you. 

A warm palm brushed over your shoulder, causing you to flinch out of fright. The blonde boy held his hands up, stopping just behind you, watching as you turned to look down at him. "It's just me, don't worry." Adrien spoke gently, looking worried by your reaction. He'd always been rather worried for his friends, and considering you were his newest of the bunch you were his main concern. 

You and Adrien had grown rather close since you started class with him. Bonding over your sheltered lives, although his was much more sheltered, it made you both feel less lonely than you usually would. He had even introduced you to a few of the other students in your class, such as the ones who made up the band 'Kitty Section'. You were still yet to see them play, but you were sure they would be wonderful. 

A sigh slipped past your lips before they turned up in a small smile. "Sorry, I was lost in my head." You were completely honest, although the wavering tone in your voice left some underlying feeling of exhaustion seeping through. Your morning had been doing so well before it came to battling these stairs. 

Adrien was an observant boy. He had watched you when you arrived most days, taking clear note of the way you struggled with those stairs. He extended his hand, offering his palm facing upward as a chance for you to gain that little bit of ease in leaning your weight on him. You were tentative and hesitant as you stared at his soft, yet strong palm. Help wasn't something you were used to, not without the words of, 'don't worry, this will get better'. While those words used to be a symbol of hope, they had slowly turned into the sour realisation that nothing was going to change for the better. At first you went to decline before glancing up at the soft expression on his face. Those emerald eyes stared up at you with nothing but concern and compassion. There was absolutely no pity behind them.

"Thank you," You flashed a gentle smile, placing your hand in his. You didn't accept help often, but when you did it was simply because you knew there was no point in suffering any longer. He pulled your arm across his shoulders, letting you bear your weight into him as you climbed to the stop of the steps together in silence. Your friendship was built off of the mutual respect you had for each other. The two of you were much more similar than you would ever choose to believe. 

Adrien held you close to his side, not minding the intimacy of the quiet moment as he helped you up the stairs. He wasn't one to typically be this quiet, but he knew you well enough by now to understand that you weren't necessarily up to talking when your body felt like it was eating away at its own muscle tissue. "You really need to take better care of yourself," the way he hummed your name made your knees feel the slightest bit weaker although you would never properly admit it. You could easily remove the connection of him being a model, however you could never deny that the sweet upturn of his lips made your stomach flutter. You believed it was nothing, taking it as a reaction to how he was naturally attractive compared to the average seventeen-year-old. Shaking away those silly thoughts your mind went back to his words. Your brows furrowed and you paused in your spot, coming to a standstill. "Excuse me?" You turned to face him, "I take care of myself plenty. This school is hardly accessible. Despite all the money it hoards for sports and the arts, there are no means to add elevators or ramps. There isn't even a disabled bathroom!" You couldn't help the frustrated ramble, taking offense from his innocent words. 

Immediately Adrien raised his hands in mock surrender, once again taking note of how his sheltered life had let him down once again. "I didn't mean it like that, I swear." He admitted, his emerald eyes revealing a sorry look as he brought his hands back to clutch the strap of his duffel bag. He cleared his throat under your stern gaze, "I just mean... You look tired. More than usual." His attempt at rescuing his words failed as he watched your frown deepen. He silently cursed, wanting to reach out for your hand as you began to walk away, shaking your head in frustration. Patience was a virtue, and sometimes you needed a reminder of it. However, that reminder didn't seem to be coming anytime soon as you forgot just how sheltered your friend had been up until the start of this year. With no friends and hardly any outside interactions unless it was with a private tutor or photographer, Adrien stood rather new to friendship. Yet, his willingness to learn was what set him apart from everyone else. He took note to attempt to discuss with his father the lack of accessibility within the school, hoping that maybe it would spark his attention. If he could gain the influence of his father on the principal, then he could relieve some of your everyday struggles. 

It was a quick walk to the classroom. Once you were inside you made your way towards a desk at the front. It was originally assigned to Nino, but after the teachers were informed of the damage within your limbs, they insisted that you were seated at the front no matter how much you objected to the suggestion. Your eyes flickered up at the sound of the door opening and closing behind someone. Multiple footsteps could be heard as students began to pile into their seats, the most noticeable being the blonde boy making his way to sit beside you and the bluenette and her brunette best friend that sat directly behind you. You flashed the two girls a friendly smile, while you weren't close you still cherished the small friendship you shared. 

You mumbled your good mornings to each other before finally turning your attention to Miss Bustier, one of the sweetest teachers you had ever had. There was never a moment where she wasn't willing to give her all for her students. Anyone could see just how much the woman loved her job and her students. Listening to the history lesson had your head aching. French wasn't your first language, and it took some time for you to process what people were saying.  So, instead of paying attention, you gently nudged the blonde boy beside you. His brows lifted and he turned to face you with a look of slight shock. "Yes?" he hummed quietly, trying to avoid being caught whispering during class. 

"Could I copy your notes later?" You asked, "Please." The tired look on your face was enough to convince him already. Not waiting for his answer, you simply rested your head against the cool wood of the desk. There was a note in your student file that stated you were to be left alone if you fell asleep. Your parents cared greatly for you, so there was no surprise that they were willing to advocate for your rest to become priority over your education. 

Adrien nodded, taking a glance at his own paper to see nothing but small notes of the lesson and scribbles of who the new heroine could be. They weren't necessarily new anymore. It had been just over a month since their first public appearance with the miraculous duo, yet he still couldn't wrap his mind around it. He'd worked with plenty of other people who had access to a miraculous such as Rena Rouge and Carapace, but their positions were always temporary. However, Clementine wasn't temporary. Ladybug never gifted them their miraculous. He groaned at the thought and scribbled out his words, turning his focus back to the lesson. 

What neither of them noticed was the two girls glaring at you. Their eyes pierced holes through your back as you rested. While the bluenette was simply jealous, wishing she could talk to Adrien in the same carefree way that you could, the blonde sitting across the room was fuming. In her mind, this was some act to steal her childhood friend from her. She sat their silently, scrolling through her phone to devise a plan of revenge upon you. 

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Origin || Part 1

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Morning light crept through the circular window that led to your empty balcony. Still struggling to get used to the drastic time difference, you covered your face with the duvet, sinking in the warmth that your bed offered. It wasn't until your alarm went off that you finally pried yourself from the comfortable mattress. 

The heat of the morning sunlight kept your joints warm as you began to get ready, undressing from your pyjamas only to pull on some comfier but more respectable clothes. Your outfits usually consisted of some shorts and a baggy t-shirt, but on this day, you settled for some jeans and a sweater. You had recognised easily that Paris would most likely never be as warm as your home country, so the outfit was deemed wearable, while a comfy shirt was still placed inside of your bag as a backup. It rested in the front pocket of your school bag alongside your pain medication, which you were probably due to take soon, and the few other hygiene accessories that you wouldn't dare to leave the house without unless it was a true emergency. 

"Hurry up or you will be late!" A stern, yet loving voice called. A smile that was beginning to turn down evident on your face as you finally made your way down the stairs. It took some energy, but you felt good.

Today would be good.

"Sorry, dad." You shrugged slightly, "I'm going to walk to walk to school today. I'll be extra careful, I promise." You smile and take an apple from the bowl resting on the kitchen bench, gently punching the older man's shoulder before walking towards the door, bag on your back. You noticed the way he frowned, going to speak but not saying anything. It wasn't unusual for him to be so quiet; you'd grown accustomed to it after quite some time of living with him. Your father was silenced by his own worry and concern for you. He waved as you stepped out of the front door, yet you never noticed it.

Taking your first steps out of the house, you couldn't help but breathe in the somewhat fresh air that the streets of Paris gifted you with. While it wasn't something you were used to, the scent of a sweet pastry was certainly something you enjoyed. Living close by to a two-story bakery was certainly going to burn a hole in your pocket, but who could deny themself a sweet little treat every once in a while? 

Taking enough time to distract yourself with your thoughts, you finally made it to the street across from your school. It wasn't too often anymore where you found yourself not distracted by your own thoughts. Toady was no different than any other, until you heard a small commotion just in front of you. The traffic was bustling along. The sounds of honking and tires screeching pulling your attention to the situation. An old man was struggling to cross the road, overwhelmed by the amount of people honking at him despite how it could be seen as a reasonable reaction to any bystander. Without thinking your legs began to move, pulling you towards the situation with no hesitation. "Sir!" you called out, glancing across the road to make sure no cars were coming in your direction in the moment. When you had a free chance, you bolted towards the older man, placing your hand on his back and quickly pulling him out of the way of any oncoming traffic. Of course, that wasn't the end of it as you crouched down the slightest bit to reach his slouched height. He was shaking, although appreciative as he clasped your cold hands in his warm ones. 

"Thank you so much, young one," The man spoke, bowing his head over and over again in gratitude. Gently taking your hands away from his and softly placing them on his shoulders, you shook your head. "No, don't thank me. I was doing what any humane person would, sir." Your words of pure genuine and empathetic smile seemed to strike a chord with the man. 

"You are a wonderful being," He hummed, flashing a small smile before simply turning, "I hope one day we will meet again in less dire circumstances." You stood dumbfounded as the man began to walk away. How could he act so calm after seeming so overwhelmed by such a drastic scene. He could have been hit by a car and yet here he was walking away from you, the only thing left in his place being a black box with intricate gold carvings. You leant down and picked up the box, it was small, much like a box holding a piece of jewellery. You figured it might be important to the man, however before you could finally call out to him, he was gone. Once again he had left you staring after him dumbfounded. After examining the box in your hands, you decided to place it within the front pocket of your bag in hopes that you might see the man again just as he said.  

With that interaction playing over in the back of your mind, you quickly walked up the steps of the school. Although you transferred to College Françoise Dupont due to the advertised accessibility and financial support that it provided students with disabilities alongside chronic illnesses, you were beginning to notice just how many stairs were truly in this place. You frowned. 

No one necessarily paid much attention to you, even as you struggled to climb the multiple levels of stairs within the large foyer. After climbing up the front steps, you groaned at the thought of climbing up the second set of large stairs that led to the upper level of the school. While it wasn't as long, it was steep, and after your almost run in with oncoming traffic, you were already feeling rather exhausted. You figured it was just a horrid perk of your own chronic illness.

At the age of thirteen you faced symptoms of constant exhaustion, shakiness and burning pain within your joints. After an incident when moving houses, the pain began to focus more within your knees and lower back, a mishap from carrying a box that was too heavy for your young stature. There was no true name for what occurred to you, doctors were confused or chose not to believe you and many close people began to pity you. At first you enjoyed the attention, but now you were happy to simply be left alone.

Now at the ripe age of seventeen you could hardly pull yourself from bed without dousing yourself in icy-hot and Panadol. You always managed, trying your best to come across as a normal teenager, no matter how sore or exhausted you truly were. You began to think of it as your own little secret, wanting to hide it from your new classmates to lessen the pity you faced.

When you finally reached the top of the stairs, you sighed in relief. Both glad that it was finally over, and happy that you remembered your knee brace you closed your eyes momentarily, not expecting a certain bluenette to run straight into you on her way to class.

You landed on your butt, wincing quietly at the harsh landing. You peeled your eyes opened to see a girl who looked around your age, frantic as she crouched next to you.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so so so sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going and—" her words were rushed and the flush on her face made you feel almost sorry for the girl. Gently pushing her outstretched palm away, you shook your head. "Don't sweat it. You're good." You smiled sweetly, taking a moment to collect your bag before getting back up on your feet.

The poor girl looked guilty, taking in your appearance to make sure she hadn't caused too much damage, which it was lucky that she didn't. You cringed slightly as you leaned on your left leg, swapping weight between your legs every so often to balance out the sharp sting in them. She seemed to notice, but didn't mention it.

"You're new here, right? I don't think I've ever seen you before. Do you have your timetable?" She asked, her eyes widening momentarily behind her blue bangs. "I completely forgot to introduce myself— I'm Marinette, what's your name?" Marinette asked, sheepishly pulling her hand back and rubbing her arm when she realized you weren't going to shake her hand.

You laughed and mentioned your name with that gentle smile of yours. Pulling out your phone, you logged into your electronic timetable. "I'm in P7?" You spoke, "Do you think you could show me around a bit?"

You swore her smile grew twice it's size as she linked her arm with yours. "That's my class actually! I'll take you there, I'm sure Alya wouldn't mind swapping seats if you'd like to sit next to me?" Her offer was sweet, but you already had an assigned seat. It was simply due to the amount of distinguishable akuma attacks. It was hard for you to run, so the teachers and your parents deemed it safer for you to sit in the front left of the classroom in case there was ever a need to escape.

"No, it's okay. I already know my seat." You smiled, using your linked arms as a way to steady yourself as you both walked towards your classroom. Unlike your hometown, they shared the same classroom for each of their respective classes, with the teachers moving to them instead of the students. It made things much easier for you and was also one of the high selling points for your enrolment.

You swore you saw Marinette's smile grow dim at your words before lighting back up as if nothing happened. She shrugged it off and led you to the classroom, often smiling at any friends she passed. It was clear to you that she was an outgoing and kid young woman, one that you would be grateful to call your friend if you could get to that point, but for now she would be your acquaintance and school guide.

You spoke the whole time you walked to class, learning that Marinette's parents were the owners of that bakery you could smell on the way to school and that she was an aspiring fashion designer. You also learnt that if her head wasn't stuck to her shoulders, she would have easily lost it by now.

"So, what about you? What's so good about Paris that you moved here?" The girl asked, her blue bell eyes looking at you with a curious spark. You simply shrugged in response and flashed a nonchalant smile. "My parents have better jobs here than in our home country, and this school gives me better opportunities." You explained, although it wasn't entirely true it was still close enough to the truth that you didn't feel bad about your little white lies.

Marinette nodded at your words and opened the door for you. The class was practically full already. It surprise you how many teenagers were actually eager to come to school. It certainly wasn't like this at home.

The teacher, who you'd met with much earlier when you were discussing going to the school with your parents, offered a sweet smile and gestured to your designated seat. You regretted walking in, multiple eyes staring you down. You were fresh meat after all.

Exhaling, you walked to your seat at the front, a blonde boy with emerald eyes sat just next to you. He seemed somewhat disappointed to see you, as if someone else had previously sat here. He shook his head and flashed a friendly smile.

"Hi."

You registered the word rather slowly, a little distracted by those mysterious eyes. He was hiding something. You didn't bother questioning and returned the smile. "Hi."

His cheeks flushed but he said nothing more as the lesson began, turning his attention to your history and English teacher. Your brows furrowed but you couldn't help the silly smile that forced it's way upon your face. Something about that boy made you feel warm, although you suspected that it was just the friendly introduction that caused it.

~~~

The end of the day came by faster than expected. You'd exchanged numbers with Marinette and her best friend Alya, you had also learnt that the boy sitting next to you was Adrien. It wasn't hard for you to decipher that Marinette had a rather hefty crush on the blonde boy, but you paid no mind to it. It wasn't like you to crush on anyone anyway, so there was nothing to truly worry about.

You walked down the front steps of the school with them, waving goodbye and smiling. "Call us later!" Marinette called out as she waved goodbye, almost running into a poll as she walked backwards. Embarrassed, she quickly turned around, head in her palms as Alya poked fun at her.

"Will do." You spoke, knowing neither would hear you as you laughed quietly to yourself. What an odd pair. You found them endearing, no matter how silly they were.

A soft voice called your name, causing your brows to furrow deeply. "Hi—" you turned around to see the blonde boy speaking to you, "Do you need a ride home?" He asked with a kind smile.

Your eyes widened momentarily and a smile graced your face. "Hi. That would be nice. Are you sure? I've heard your quiet the busy guy." You teased, winking at him playfully. He looked shocked before letting out a small laugh.

Adrien was still getting used to the idea of friends, considering his father was a control freak over where and who he hung out with. "Ha, ha. Very funny." He playfully rolled his eyes, "I'm sure I could clear my schedule for the next ten minutes. Come on." He gestured for you to follow him towards the black limousine that had pulled up at the front of the school.

You couldn't deny such an offer, following along behind him. He opened the door for you, flashing a charming grin that made your heart lurch into your throat. It was your turn to roll your eyes as you stepped into the vehicle, thanking the driver and his bodyguard for taking you home. They didn't speak, but you hoped your gratitude came through to them.

The drive was silent other than Adrien exchanging numbers with you, sheepishly claiming it was in case you ever needed a ride home again. You suspected it was something else, but you never pushed for an answer, politely smiling and putting his name in your phone as 'Adrien 💚'.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Adrien." You smiled as you stepped out of the car, reaching for your bag that was on the floor. He nodded in response and waved, "See you tomorrow."

Adrien sunk into his seat after you left, looking down at his phone with a small smile. Something about you just drew him in, he wasn't sure what it was, but it felt important.

~~~

When the boy arrived at his house, his father nowhere to be seen, he decided to go straight to his room. Although he quite literally lived in a lavish mansion, there wasn't actually much for Adrien to do. So, he pulled his bag off of his shoulders and placed it next to the bed, paying no attention to the feline kwami who was ever so desperately trying to search for cheese in his shallow pocket. Finally falling back into his pocket, once again ignoring the cry of anguish that his kwami let out, Adrien sighed. 

"Plagg..." He started, "Nevermind." 

Plagg looked confused before simply flying off in search of more cheese. 

Adrien reached for his phone within his pocket, unlocking it with the simple press of his thumb and smiling as it opened to the contacts page. Your name stood at the very top under favourites. While your name was plain on his screen, the picture was one that he'd captured of you staring out the window, simple and perfect.

Plagg flew over once again. "Woah, I thought you were in love with Ladybug!" He exclaimed, staring into the blonde's phone to see your picture. Adrien locked his phone almost immediately, his eyes widened. "I am!" He stammered momentarily, "They're just a friend." He hummed, placing his phone screen down on the blanket.

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JUSTICE!!!!! 👯👰👸🎅💃

Abuse of Power

(Contains Chloe Salt, Lila Salt, Bustier Salt, Damocles Salt, and Mayor Bourgeois Salt.)

If there was one thing that all of the heroes hated, it would be anyone that would get away with their crimes. After all, if they were allowed to get away with everything that they do, then they would most likely grow up to be criminals since they would actually believe that they could get away with these things because they have gotten away with things for their entire lives.

White Wolf and Beautifly did not have much experience with that. At least, other than the queen bee wannabes back in their home country that tried to get away with their actions but was actually punished by their parents, teachers, or both. So, it was sadly something that was really only a big problem in Paris.

And the problem's name is Chloe Bourgeois.

Chloe definitely has had a very complicated last couple of years. Her mom had left her and her father for a long time to run her fashion critic business in New York until returning the previous year. And during that time, Chloe had become one of the biggest bullies in Paris that constantly used the fact that since her father is the mayor, she can do whatever she wants and always gets away with everything she does. But then she had accidentally discovered the bee miraculous, transforming into the hero Queen Bee on live television. She actually then started to get better as a person until Ladybug decided to no longer give her the bee miraculous because her identity was known.

Things had started off with the usual Chloe reactions. She whined, complained, and threw tantrums that a five-year-old would be jealous of. She also started to demand that Ladybug give her back the bee miraculous. She even went as far as to get a Bat Signal-like light to shine a bee symbol into the sky every single akuma attack to try and get Ladybug to give her back the miraculous. Like everything else in her life, Chloe felt entitled to the bee miraculous and had pretty much tried to claim it as her own despite how it did not actually belong to her.

And the longer that Ladybug went without giving it to her, the more bitter that she got. Even after being told by Ladybug that she would not get the miraculous back, she still would constantly demand the miraculous to be given back to her. It was the first time that she had ever been denied anything in her life since she usually got everything she wanted because of her father spoiling her.

So, she had done the unthinkable. When Hawkmoth managed to get his hands on the Miracle Box, he went to Chloe and offered her the bee miraculous in exchange for her teaming up with him. And she did with almost no hesitation at all. She let him akumatize her into Miracle Queen, which was basically an upgraded version of her Queen Wasp akuma form. Her swarm of magical bees could control people.

She used her powers to take control of nearly everyone in Paris. But the worst part was that because Hawkmoth had the Miracle Box, she had exposed all of the temporary heroes. Meaning that Rena Rouge, Carapace, Viperion, Ryuko, Pegasus, and King Monkey could no longer be called upon because that would put them and their families in danger.

Now, it was back to being just Ladybug, Cat Noir, White Wolf, and Beautifly. And while four heroes were better than two, it was still not as good as when they had an entire team behind them.

Now, one would think that things might have been looking up at least a little bit. Such as Chloe now actually getting punished for what she had done. And without Chloe, that would mean fewer akumas being caused because she would not be around to bully others. But, that would be wrong.

Once again, Chloe was being allowed to get away with everything that she had done. Her father and the police all refused to do anything to punish her. Of course, most of the police wanted her charged, or punished in some way, but the mayor and Lieutenant Raincomprix both did everything they could to prevent that.

It was driving almost everyone in Paris crazy. Everyone knew about Chloe teaming up with Hawkmoth and yet nothing could be done because of how corrupt her father was.

Of course, that was nothing compared to just completely and utterly PISSED that Alya was. She had been a superhero, a dream that she had since was a little kid, and that had been taken from her because of Chloe. With her identity exposed to Hawkmoth, she and the other temporary heroes could not get their miraculous again since Hawkmoth knew their identities. It would put them and their families in danger if Ladybug tried to keep them on the team. If the rest of Paris was ready to riot, Alya was ready to go to war in order for Chloe to be punished finally.

And as for the remaining heroes, they were clueless about what to do. Yes, they were looked up to by almost all of Paris as well as being seen as the only way to fight against akumas since the police could not fight against their powers. But, at the same time, they did not actually have any real authority. So, as much as they want Chloe to finally face some consequences, they did not have the power to do so. At least, not in the normal sense, anyway.

"No, you can not turn her into an ice statue," Ladybug tells White Wolf for what felt like the millionth time.

"Why not," White Wolf pouted like a little kid. "She deserves it and it's not like she would actually die since my Winter's Touch power is magical and it would be more like she is frozen in time."

"You gotta admit, m'lady, that it is a very tempting offer," Cat Noir snickered.

"Am I the only sane one here," Ladybug asked, looking up at the sky.

"Yes," Beautifly answered. "Yes, you are."

"Just be lucky that White Wolf is the one offering t use his power and not me," Cat Noir stated. "Though, using Cataclysm on her is also very tempting."

The four heroes were at the top of the Eiffel Tower talking about what they could possibly do. They were currently lucky that Hawkmoth has not made any more moves yet, but that did not mean that they were not on high alert. Not only did he still have Chloe as someone he could akumatize at any time because she was willing to team up with him, but he also had Master Fu's tablet with the translated Miraculous Spellbook on it. With it, he could repair the peacock miraculous and they could be seeing a lot more sentimonster in the future.

"We need an actual legal way to handle this," Ladybug tells them. "We may have these powers, but that does not make us above the law. We'd be no better than Hawkmoth if we use our powers in that way."

"What legal way do we even have when it comes to Chloe," White Wolf crossed his arms. "With her father and Raincomprix doing everything they can to keep her from having any type of consequences, there is nothing we can do."

"Literally all of Paris knows what Chloe did and still nothing is being done about it because of them," Beautifly said.

"Not to mention how her teacher and that principal at her school have also been protecting her," Cat Noir added. "I have heard how they have been pretty much a protection force for her at school. Especially since Alya is REALLY mad about no longer being able to be a hero."

"I heard that Alya and Kim have both gotten more detentions than anyone else has all year because of the number of confrontations that they have with Chloe," Beautifly says.

"Can't we try and use the temporary heroes to get Chloe punished," Ladybug did not want to try and resort to anything underhanded. "They all witnessed what Chloe had done after they got unhypnotized. They know that she did not forget what she had done, unlike all other akumas. And such witnesses like that are very strong in court."

"Except that, it could easily be explained that they could be lying about Chloe in order to just get her in trouble," White Wolf says. "Alya and Kim were both akumatized because of Chloe. Luka's sister was akumatized because of Chloe. Max is friends with both Kim and Alix, who were also akumatized because of Chloe. Nino would also be upset about Alya being akumatized because of Chloe. Kagami might be the only one that could work, but they could still say that she is trying to lie because she is jealous about Chloe being so close to Adrien."

"As much as I hate to admit it, White Wolf is right," Cat Noir said. "I hate not being able to do anything, but Chloe has been getting away with everything for too long."

"Not to mention how much of a toxic cycle seems to happen around her," Beautifly says. "Almost every adult around her bends to will. Her father, Raincomprix, Bustier, Damocles. With so many adults that constantly do whatever she wants, it is a cycle that almost never ends because it repeats itself over and over again."

"And me giving her back the bee miraculous multiple times probably did not help that," Ladybug facepalmed. "I knew her identity was known and yet I went right to her when her father was akumatized. If I had gone to someone else and never gave her back the bee miraculous after she became Queen Wasp, this might not have happened."

"Look, as much as White Wolf and I usually disagree with a lot of your actions, this was almost all Chloe's fault," Beautifly tells the ladybug hero. "Yes, you made the wrong decision to give the miraculous back to Chloe during Maladiktator and even during Heroes Day as well, but Chloe made all her own choices."

"If anyone is at fault, it's the adults around her," White Wolf said. "Between her father always giving her everything she wants, her teacher telling all her bullying victims to forgive her, and Damocles never letting anyone punish her, Chloe grew into the most entitled person in Paris. She fully believed that she could get whatever she wanted just because she wanted it. So, when you denied her the bee miraculous, that was probably the first time in her life that she was ever denied anything. And she couldn't handle that."

"It definitely explains a lot," Cat Noir says. "I have lived in Paris all my life, so I have also known about Chloe for all that time as well. Whenever she is denied anything even slightly, even something as simple as just having free time, she will go to any lengths to get what she wants."

"That explains that fire department incident that happened before Despair Bear," Ladybug said. "As if Chloe would ever be willing to stand around and be taught how to bake something. She would never want to 'get her hands dirty.' Plus, it is well known how much she hates the Dupain-Cheng family and the Tom Dupain was the one teaching that class."

"I have had their pastries before and it is no wonder why they are known as the best in Paris," Cat Noir was currently looking very hungry.

"We'll get you a bowl of milk later, kitty," White Wolf teased the black cat hero. "For now, we need to find a way to get Chloe to actually pay for what she has done."

"There has to be some way to override the mayor," Beautifly says. "If he won't do anything, there has to be someone in power that would be able to finally have Chloe dealt with."

"Well, why not go to the president," Cat Noir suggested. "His name is Emmanuel Macron, right?"

Literally, all three other heroes facepalmed at the suggestion. It was so simple that they were annoyed that none had thought of it sooner. Ladybug was especially annoyed because she had lived in Paris all her life and yet she did not think of that. There was a reason why she was the one with the Lucky Charms. Because she was built more for complicated plans that always worked out in the end. Cat Noir was definitely a lot more simple when it came to any plans that he came up with. 

"He is aware of what has been going on in Paris," Ladybug said. "Especially after what happened in New York, which almost caused an international incident since a French terrorist almost caused World War III."

"He would be the one to have more power than the mayor," White Wolf says. "Maybe if we go to him, he could actually do something about Chloe. Especially if we give him any and all evidence that we can gather."

"Witness statements from civilians that saw Chloe's behavior after she was de-akumatized," Beautifly started a list. "Video statements from the temporary heroes. Character witnesses from her classmates. And we can also provide statements as well since we saw everything as well. There might even be some street cameras that recorded everything as well."

"And isn't Max, who was Pegasus, a computer expert," Cat Noir remembered. "He does have that little robot boy with him all the time. Maybe he could help with that."

Since Adrien was in class with Max, he knew very well to not call Markov a "thing" or anything else that would make it appear like he thought Markov was an object. He really liked the little AI and found him adorable. And since Markov was able to be akumatized, he certainly was not fully a robot since he had actual working emotions.

"Maybe this time, there will be some actual punishment that will stick," Ladybug said.

*****

The four heroes all did as much work as they could. Especially since things in Paris were only getting worse because of Chloe and her father.

Chloe had pretty much ramped up her bullying into physical abuse. She now believed that she was utterly invincible since she got away with helping Hawkmoth. She constantly tripped Juleka and Rose whenever they were walking to their desks. She ripped up three of Nathaniel's sketchbooks, including one that had the newest drawings for his and Marc's comic. She dumped a bucket of paint onto a dress that Marinette had been designing in the art room. She had used her influence over Damocles to get Mylene banned from being in any school play. Not to mention also using her influence over Damocles to get Nino's headphones, Alix's skates, Rose's perfume, and even Markov all confiscated and locked in Damocles' office "because they annoyed her."

Her father was no better. Many of his staff members at both City Hall and at the hotel have quit in protest of how corrupt he was and how he handled everything his daughter did. But when they did that, the mayor then had them blacklisted from the careers that they had the most experience in and from jobs that related to the careers that they loved. They all had to settle for jobs that they hated but had to do to support their families. Alya had to convince her mother not to quit the hotel because she knew how much her mother loved being a chef. She could not imagine the pain her mother would feel if she was blacklisted from being a chef anywhere since it was her mother's dream. Not even her hatred of Chloe would make her put her mother through that.

The heroes all worked to gather as much evidence as they could to bring to the president. 

Ladybug recorded all of the temporary heroes. Not only to get their statements about what had happened during Miracle Queen but to also ask them about any and all experiences they had with Chloe or her father. Beautifly was the one that went to Max, after she had also rescued Markov from Damocles, and had him check street cameras to see what they saw. And to their luck, the camera caught the entire battle with both perfect audio and visual proof of Chloe's actions. White Wolf and Cat Noir were the ones that got statements from regular civilians about things they all knew and had seen both Chloe and her father do. The ones blacklisted by the mayor were more than happy to spill all the tea that they had on him not to mention how there were dozens of people that had something to say about Chloe and her behavior.

They did not even have to wait a week before they had more than enough evidence on both members of the Bourgeois family. It was very ironic that someone as horrible as Audrey "Style Queen" Bourgeois was actually the nicest of the family after everything they discovered about Chloe and the mayor.

They gathered at the Eiffel Tower again, Ladybug holding the horse miraculous so that they could teleport right to the president. All they did was nod at each other before Ladybug combined her miraculous with the horse so that they could open the portal. Ladybug used Voyage and the portal was opened.

Macron nearly jumped out of his skin when a bright blue portal opened up in his office. Papers were literally thrown into the air when he jumped. He was about to yell for his guards and press the alarm button until he saw who stepped out of the portal. He was shocked to see the four heroes come into his office.

"Sorry to burst in on you like this, Mr. President, but we had no other choice," Ladybug tells him.

"Ladybug, Cat Noir, White Wolf, Beautifly," Macron greeted all of them. "I am already aware of Hawkmoth, so what else would there be for you to talk to me about."

"We have recently battled and defeated someone that was a willing accomplice to Hawkmoth," Cat Noir tells him. "And because of this person, all of our temporary heroes have had their identities exposed, which puts their lives and the lives of their families in danger."

"This person also caused the previous Guardian of the Miraculous to give up his role and his memories in order to keep Hawkmoth from getting his hands on the rest of the miraculous," Beautifly adds. "With the role being passed to Ladybug, that puts more responsibility on her shoulders, which means less focus on finding out who Hawkmoth is."

Macron listened to them and he was honestly shocked. He ordered the mayor to keep him updated constantly on the actions of Hawkmoth. He wanted to make sure that he knew if the terrorist had a rise in power that could spread his akumas beyond Paris and into other parts of France. So, for him to not know that there was someone that willingly worked with the terrorist was shocking to him.

"If you have defeated this person, then why come to me," he asked them. "Were you somehow aware that I did not know about this?"

"We took an educated guess that you were not told based on who this person was," White Wolf stated. "But this person is exactly why we are here."

"Who is the person that worked with Hawkmoth," Macron asked them.

The heroes all shared a look with each other, getting as serious as they could.

"Chloe Bourgeois," Ladybug tells him. "The daughter of the mayor. And that is probably also why you were not told about her teaming up with Hawkmoth."

Macron definitely did not expect that. He had met Chloe a few times when he visited the mayor of Paris as part of how he always checks in on the leaders of individual cities as part of his responsibilities to all of France. He needed to make sure every city had the best leader they could have. And while he thought that Mayor Bourgeois lacked a spine when it came to his daughter, he was definitely a lot better than that fencing teacher that wanted to turn back time to the dark ages since that was when his ancestor ruled Paris with an iron fist.

"I am aware of Miss. Bourgeois's behavior problems, but are you sure that she was willing," Macron had to make sure. "After all, I am aware that akuma victims always forget everything that happened while they were akumatized."

The heroes all nodded, making the president worry.

"Chloe was different than all other akumas," White Wolf said. "All akumas have completely different personalities since their negative emotions are enhanced when akumatized. It is why they have such a drive to seek revenge, deliver justice, seek out the truth, and every other goal that they have when akumatized. But, Chloe was exactly the same while she was Miracle Queen."

Ladybug placed her yo-yo onto the president's desk. Her yo-yo was the easiest device to use to present their evidence since it came with a very easy-to-use holographic screen that appears over the regular screen when it is needed. Since all their communicators were connected, Beautifly sent the video that she had gotten from Max and the camera to Ladybug's yo-yo to be played. 

Macron watched the video. He easily recognized Chloe since she looked a lot like herself even when akumatized. He was visually horrified when he watched her out all of the temporary heroes right in front of Hawkmoth and Mayura. And he was only made even angrier when he saw how all of them were teenagers, which meant that they and their families would only be even more helpless without them being able to use the miraculous anymore.

He did think that it seemed like every other akuma fight that he was aware of. Sure, Chloe did act the same as she normally did, but that was not real proof. It was only when it reached later in the video that he got the biggest shock.

"As you can see, Chloe remembered everything even after she was de-akumatized," Beautifly said. "And even after she was defeated, she actually tried to grab onto another akuma that Hawkmoth sent to her. But after Ladybug stopped her, she tried to use all the miraculous at once to get the upper hand. It was a good thing that she did not know the transformation phrases nor knew how to fuse the miraculous together. If she did, we would have been in trouble."

"I can not believe that a teenage girl would actually team up with a terrorist," Macron was so shocked.

"That is because Chloe wanted the bee miraculous," Ladybug tells him. "But, that is partially my fault. I had gotten the bee miraculous from the Guardian to use against Chloe's mother when she was akumatized into a very powerful villain. But, in all the chaos, I lost it when it was knocked out of my hands and it fell down the Eiffel Tower. Chloe found it and then transformed into the hero, Queen Bee, on live television."

"I am already aware of her being Queen Bee," Macron says. "I don't think anyone in France is unaware of that."

"But that is part of the problem," Ladybug continued. "Chloe might have been trying to impress her mother that way, but she also did not know how to actually be a hero since that would actually require her to be selfless. But she only knows how to be selfish. Her first 'act' as a hero was trying to save a subway train from crashing, but it was only going to crash because Chloe used her miraculous power to paralyze the driver. A lot of people could have been hurt or even killed because of her actions."

"And not only that, but Chloe also refused to give back the bee miraculous when Ladybug and I went to get it from her after we saved the train," Cat Noir said. "After that, she had been akumatized into Queen Wasp. We managed to get the miraculous back after that, but Ladybug was forced to give the bee miraculous back to Chloe during Maladiktator and Heroes Day. Because of that, Chloe felt entitled to the bee miraculous and had claimed it as her own even when it never belonged to her."

"But, Chloe could not accept that," White Wolf says. "Even when Ladybug told her that she would not be given the bee miraculous again, she still believed that it was hers. She even got a bat-signal-type spotlight to shine a bee symbol into the sky whenever an akuma happened in hope of getting the bee miraculous again. But, the thing was, she never said it was to get THE bee miraculous back but to get HER miraculous back. She actually believed that it belonged to her. And the more that Ladybug denied her that, the angrier she got."

"Chloe had never been denied anything in her life," Ladybug said. "She has gotten away with bullying, cheating, threatening others, abusing others, and has basically turned her school into a living hell for everyone around her."

"And even before that, Chloe was basically a human breeding ground for akumas," Cat Noir added. "She has caused the most akumas out of everyone else that has ever caused one. Especially since others are usually caused by accidents, misunderstandings, or just general bad days. But with Chloe, she treats people so badly that it is a shock whenever she is actually not the cause of an akuma."

Cat Noir then put up the videos that he and White Wolf had from the interviews that they did with the civilians. Macron was shown many people that had been affected by both Chloe and her father.

"She locked me in the bathroom just so that she could stand next to her obsession in the class picture," Juleka said.

"She made fun of my stage fright and tried to replace me in a class movie we were doing just so she could force a kiss on Adrien," Mylene says.

"She called me a monster just because I was the first person akumatized," Ivan added.

"She once told me 'once a villain, always a villain' because I became Stormy Weather and yet she was akumatized more times than me," Aurore said.

"She pretended to be Ladybug during an interview that I was having just so that she could lie about 'Ladybug' being best friends with 'Chloe'," Jagged Stone said.

"She got my music video shut down and also basically banned me from performing in Paris just because she did not get to play Ladybug in my music video," Clara Nightingale says.

"She got my dad fired just because he would not investigate someone that she accused of stealing even when there was no evidence," Sabrina looked like she had not stopped crying for days. 

"She ripped up my letter to Prince Ali when I asked her to give it to him when she was meeting him," Rose never liked talking bad about anyone, but Chloe was her exception. 

"She destroyed my family heirloom just because she did not think it was worth anything since I was the one that owned it," Alix was still furious even when the miraculous cure had fixed her watch.

"She outed my old crush on a friend, vandalized one of my drawings, and insulted my art as a whole all on my birthday," Nathaniel was speaking up instead of being shy this time.

Of course, White Wolf and Cat Noir also got interviews with Marinette, Adrien, Lyon, and Vallia. Since the civilian interviews were separate from the former hero interviews, they had to be interviewed as well. Lucky for them that Cat Noir managed to make up a good enough excuse when Adrien needed to be interviewed and the same was said about the other heroes as well.

Adrien had put up with a lot from Chloe. He believed that she was a good person since that was the side that he knew from all the years he had with her since she was his childhood friend. But now, there are some things that not even he could explain, excuse, or forgive. Nino is his best friend while Alya, Kim, Luka, and Max were also his friends. And Kagami was very special to him. He would NEVER be able to forgive Chloe for outing them as heroes and putting their lives in danger like that.

"She tried to have our father's flower shop in Paris closed down because he would not sell her a rare Ghost Orchid flower that was well known to be at the Garden Family Sanctuary back in Greece," Lyon says.

"She tried to steal the family medallions that my brother and I wear because she wanted the sapphire and rose quartz gemstones that they are made out of," Vallia said.

"She clings onto me as if I am some type of trophy to be won," Adrien shivered and rubbed his arm that Chloe usually grabs onto. "She has also lied to tons of people about me being in love with her. She even tricked me into signing a poster that she had already written a declaration of love onto as a fake Valentine's Day present from me. I've been her friend since we were kids, but I can no longer make any excuses for her. She dug herself into this hole and now she has to lie in it."

"She has been nothing but a bullying, spoiled, heartless, brat for over ten years," Marinette really needed to get it off her chest. "It's one thing to just be either copying her mother or lashing out at the world because of her mother leaving their family for New York, but what Chloe has become reaches FAR beyond anything that either of those things could explain. She stole one of my designs for a fashion design contest and tried to pass it off as her own. She sabotaged my great uncle in a cooking competition just because he was making something she did not like on top of how he was related to me. She's gotten over sixteen people akumatized, including almost her entire class, her own father, and so many others. My parents were on that train that she tried to crash just to show off her miraculous powers in front of her mother. She tried to get me banished from Paris just because I said that she was not a hero. I once said that Chloe did not have a heart, and Chloe has never done anything but prove me right."

And then the videos changed to the interviews that the two male heroes did with those that were affected by the mayor. And while there were not as many as those who there was against Chloe, there were still a lot of people that hated her father. And it was not just hatred, as they actually did all have real issues with Mayor Bourgeois. 

There were plenty of people that spoke out about how he blacklisted them from the careers that they were good at and what they dreamed of doing. And it was just because they quit since they did not approve of how he was letting his terrorist daughter walk around with no punishment at all. There was even a woman that started crying during her interview because she was a single mother and she was worried about not being able to take care of her kids since finding a good-paying job was so hard because of being blacklisted.

There were also plenty of cops that were interviewed as well. They were the good ones that all wanted to arrest Chloe for what she had done. They vented their frustrations over how the mayor and Raincomprix were stopping them from righting such a serious wrong just because they bent to the will of a spoiled brat. And not even just that, but all the other times where they had been forced to not investigate Hawkmoth. Every time any of them were caught trying to figure out who Hawkmoth was or, at least, where he was, then they would have their jobs threatened.

They were told that it was the job of the heroes to take care of Hawkmoth, but none of them actually believed it when they were told. All of them were sure that the mayor was taking bribes from Hawkmoth in order for the police to not search for him. And since the heroes were so busy with the akumas, they were unable to go after any leads to Hawkmoth. Especially since the only suspect they had was taken off the list because he was akumatized.

But then came the interviews that were like the cream of the crops. The interviews with the former heroes. And they definitely all had plenty to say about Chloe and her father.

"I built an AI named Markov, who actually feels human emotions realistically enough to be akumatized," Max says. "And she got him confiscated as if he was just a toy because I refused to do her homework for her."

"She's tried to have my family's houseboat taken away from us several times a week even when we have all the needed paperwork to show that we have full permission to live on the boat in that part of the Seine," Luka said.

"I saved up for months to get her a special jeweled broach for Valentine's Day," Kim was kicking himself for ever having a crush on her. "And not only did she harshly reject me, but she also sent a humiliating picture of me to everyone in the class. She also got me kicked off the swim team because I refused to carry her books around for her."

"She tried to have me blacklisted from ever being a real DJ or film director for literally no reason other than that she wanted to," Nino was almost as mad as Alya. "She got my headphones confiscated even when I was not using them just because they were something that made me happy."

"She has tried to get my mother and I banished back to Japan just because I am dating the boy that she is obsessed with," Kagami said. "She has no concept that Adrien is his own person and it is his choice about who he chooses to date. But she believes that just because she wants him that she can have him."

"I am sick and tired of her getting away with everything horrible that she does to everyone," Alya was on a warpath. "She's broken into my best friend's locker, destroyed a gift that she made our teacher for her birthday, treated her supposed best friend as a slave to do her work for her, had gotten me suspended for taking a picture of her locker when she was the one that left it open in the first place, made a fake video of herself as Ladybug praising herself about all her actions as Queen Bee, tried to get my blog shut down when I refused to post anything about Queen Bee, and has just basically been the worst human being in all of Paris."

Ladybug then closed her yo-yo and took it back. She would make copies to give to whoever else would need them, but she would be keeping the originals so that she would always have them. Just in case the mayor or Raincomprix were able to get the copies to "disappear" before a trial could happen.

"We know that Chloe is still just a teenager, but nothing excuses what she has done," Ladybug tells the president. "She is old enough to know right from wrong, but she simply doesn't care. Chloe only cares about Chloe."

"Hawkmoth could have actually won when she became Miracle Queen," Cat Noir says. "And who knows what could have happened if he got his hands on our miraculous. But all Chloe cared about what getting what she wanted. She needs to finally be taught that actions have consequences."

"Her father is doing everything in his power to stop that from happening," White Wolf pointed out. "He has always done everything he could to keep her happy. It was why he shut down Clara Nightingale's music video when Chloe was not cast as the lead."

"Chloe's most well-known catchphrase, other than her saying 'ridiculous, utterly ridiculous' a lot, is pretty much her threatening to call her father," Beautifly said. "She is like a much worse version of Draco Malfoy from Harry Potter."

"So, that is why you came to me," Macron put two and two together.

The heroes all nodded.

"You are the only one that can override the mayor," Ladybug tells him. "We have put up with a lot of crap from the Bourgeois family for a long time, but we have reached the end of all our ropes. Things need to change before they get any worse than they already are."

Macron looked at all four of the heroes in front of them. He knew that they were all young, but seeing them in person revealed that none of them could be older than sixteen. And just seeing the tiredness in their eyes, he could easily tell that all of them could really use a break in everything that was happening. And since Cat Noir had said that Chloe has been the cause of so many akumas, then getting her off the streets actually could give them the break that they needed.

"I will see what I can do," Macron had a fire in his eyes.

The heroes hoped that he actually could do something.

*****

It turned out that the heroes did not have to wait very long.

Marinette was running late to school, as usual, when she had to come to a sudden stop right in front of Dupont. There was a big crowd of students standing in the doorway and on the steps of the school as well. And looking at where they were staring, she could understand why they were all just standing there.

Chloe was being dragged into a police-like car. But the cars looked like they were a lot more secure than anything she had seen in Paris. The only time she had seen a police car that secure was when Sabrina's dad had been akumatized into Rogercop, which had also changed his police car as well into something a lot more high tech and dangerous.

Chloe was currently being dragged into the police car while she was literally kicking and screaming. She kept going on and on about her father being the mayor and they couldn't do anything to her. But the ones putting her in the car only rolled their eyes and didn't care what she was saying.

Marinette went over to where Adrien, Lyon, and Vallia were all watching this happen.

"Do I even want to know," she asked them with her eyebrow raised.

"Chloe is being arrested," Lyon did not beat around the bush when he delivered news like that. "It seems that the President of France has finally learned what she did as Miracle Queen."

"Guess she's not much of a queen anymore," Vallia giggled.

The two Greek teens looked a little too happy with what was going on. Not that Marinette blamed them.

"At least someone is finally doing something about her," Marinette says.

"I wonder when the school is going to start partying," Adrien chuckled. "After all, didn't a party start seconds after Chloe had announced that she was moving to New York last year?"

"You mean the party that you did not approve of," Marinette raised an eyebrow.

"You are never going to let it go, are you," Adrien asked her.

"I can not help but love teasing others," Marinette giggled. "I introduced Alya to Jagged Stone last month and she actually fainted. And when she woke up, a did a perfect impression of her when she would tell me to just be myself when I was nervous and could not speak properly."

"Word has it that the president is also currently at City Hall arresting the mayor as well," Lyon said. "Abuse of power is a serious thing when it is used in the way that the mayor was using it."

"I hope this also helps the people that the mayor blacklisted after they quit working for him," Vallia stated.

"I hope that this helps everyone," Adrien says. "I also heard that the president and his most trusted officers will be doing in-person interviews with as many people as they can."

"I guess that would help even if they have seen videos like what would be on the street security cameras," Marinette said.

The show was soon ruined when Damocles, who was looking really red in the face from what just happened, ordered all the students to get to class. Even when he was hated by almost the entire school for how he always lets Chloe get away with everything, he was still their principal, so they listened to him.

Everyone went to their classes, but that did not stop them from talking about anything but Chloe finally getting what she deserves. By the time Marinette finally found Alya, the reporter hopeful looked like Christmas had come early. Literally, the entire school looked ready to throw the biggest party ever. Not even Hawkmoth being defeated would make them this happy. But that was mostly because Chloe has been terrorizing all of them for a lot longer than Hawkmoth has. 

Bustier's class was probably the most excited out of them all. Especially Marinette, Nino, Kim, Sabrina, Juleka, Max, and Rose. All of them have been in the same class for a long time. Nino had a different one the previous year, but his vacation away from Chloe ended when he was once again back with the rest of them.

Marinette was the one that first approached Sabrina.

"Hey, Marinette," Sabrina tried to not look her in the eye.

"How are you doing, Sabrina," Marinette asked her. "I know that things have been really hard for you, lately."

Sabrina might have been the person closest to Chloe, thinking that she was the blond's best friend, but she was also the one that was tormented by Chloe the longest as well. Sabrina just did not know it because of how she had been basically brainwashed by Chloe. And it did not help that her own father had been in the mayor's pocket for so long.

"I...I've been better," Sabrina did not want to lie. "Mom's taken custody of me and I've started therapy. But, it is still going to be some time before I actually feel okay again."

"You will get there, I'm sure," Marinette comforted her.

"Mom thinks so as well," Sabrina said. "She only says that I need time."

"Your mom sounds like a smart lady," Marinette softly smiled at the redhead.

She knew that Sabrina's parents went through a very messy divorce several years ago. Sabrina's mother was a lawyer, so she was infuriated by her husband's lack of a spine and lack of a moral compass when it came to the mayor. But when they divorced, Sabrina's dad was able to have full custody of her while her mother only got visits every weekend because of his "connection" to the mayor.

"She's trying to make up for how she believes that she did not fight hard enough for custody of me during the divorce," Sabrina says. "I don't blame her for anything since it was not like she could have done anything when the mayor backed up my dad during custody agreements. She did not have the needed power back them."

"Well, I hope that you will be able to have a much better time at school and at home from now on," Marinette tells her.

"Thanks, Marinette," Sabrina smiled at her.

Everyone went back to their seats and Marinette joined Alya in their usual seats. But she kept an eye on Sabrina since she was still worried about her. Sabrina's mental state after being Chloe's slave and minion for so long could not be the best. And with everything going on, she really worried about the next time that the redhead would be akumatized. She was dangerous enough as Vanisher and Miraculer.

"How's she doing," Alya asked Marinette.

"She's making slow progress, but that is better than no progress," Marinette says. "I think Chloe finally being arrested with probably help a lot."

"That pretty much helped everyone," Alya giggled. "I have never been so happy in my entire life."

Marinette also giggled since she was definitely happy as well. Bustier soon came in, even as everyone was still happily chatting. But unlike all her happy students, the teacher looked sad.

Everyone, even while very happy for Chloe finally being out of their hair, got out their books. They still wanted to at least try and have a normal day before they all went home and celebrated with their parents. Especially Juleka since she knew her mother was going to be REALLY happy when she finds out.

"I am sure that you all saw what had happened outside of the school a few minutes ago," Bustier started. "And in light of that, I am giving you all a very special assignment that might be of great help to someone in need."

The class all shared slight looks with each other. They were all confused by this. They knew that their teacher was very nice, but they had no idea who this "someone in need" was. But, they all had a bad feeling about what this could be about.

"What is she talking about," all of them were thinking.

And that is when a bomb is dropped on them after their teacher passed out paper for them all to write on.

"Chloe is going to need all the help that she can get," Bustier says. "And as her classmates, those that know her the most, today's assignment is to write a letter about all the good things about Chloe that you know. I am sure that this will really help during her trial."

That definitely was something the class did not expect at all. They knew that Bustier was known as the nicest teacher in the school, but this was a level of nice that took to a toxic level of niceness. They all shared looks again as their eyes widen.

Chloe had tormented them all for years. She had bullied them, destroyed their things, called them every mean word under the sun, not to mention endangering the lives of some of them when she exposed them as heroes. None of them had anything nice to say about her on a good day. So, they definitely had nothing nice to say now.

"Ms.Bustier..." Alya tried to say something.

"I know that some of you might not have had many good moments with Chloe, but she really needs the help," Bustier did not let Alya talk. "Once they see that she just needs to be shown love and kindness, then they will let her go. Just write all the good things about Chloe that you can think of."

While Bustier might believe that what she was saying was a good thing, her students did not feel the same. All of them looked at each other even more. Sabrina, in particular, looked horrified at the thought of being forced to write anything nice about Chloe. 

Alix was the first to say something.

"Write all the good things about Chloe, that's easy," she said, then crumbled up the paper in front of her and threw it behind her. "Nothing. Assignment done."

Bustier looked shocked at what Alix had just done.

"Alix has never said anything more right in her life," Alya followed her lead and crumbled up her paper as well. "We can not write anything good or nice about Chloe because there is nothing good or nice about her."

"The black panthers at the zoo where Alya's dad works are nicer than Chloe," Kim stated.

"The irony," Max stated since he was very aware of what Kim did that got Alya's dad akumatized.

All of the students did the same as Alix and Alya. They crumbled up the papers and threw them away. Well, they recycled them since they all knew that Mylene would have their heads if they were disrespectful to the environment. Lila was the only one that did not do anything to the paper. But, why would she have anything against Chloe when she was also secretly working with Hawkmoth.

"I find it hard to believe that you actually want us to do that," Marinette looked like she wanted to throw up.

"Marinette," Bustier gasped at what Marinette had said.

"Chloe dug herself into this hole and it is not our job to dig her out," Marinette continued. "She bullied us, tormented us, got almost all of us akumatized. She has been nothing but our tormentor for years. And not that she is finally getting what she deserves, you actually want to try and excuse the things that she did? What kind of teacher are you?"

"Marinette, that is no way to speak to me or about Chloe," Bustier actually had the gall to scold Marinette.

"And that is no way to speak to Marinette just because she is telling the truth," Lyon spoke up. "Vallia and I may not have been in this class as long as others have, but even we know that Chloe does not deserve the help from anyone in this class. Not after everything she has done to them."

Vallia then spoke up after her brother. "Taking away myself, my brother, Marinette, and Adrien, since none of us have been akumatized, Chloe has been responsible for literally everyone being akumatized other than Nino, Max, and Lila. And she has not once apologized for any of her actions that caused those things to happen."

"I doubt that Chloe has ever said the word 'sorry' in her life," Nino crossed his arms as he almost growled.

"That word is probably not even in her vocabulary," Max said.

"Children, please," Bustier tried to calm them all down. "I know that Chloe is not the easiest person to be around..."

"Not the easiest person," Marinette was on her feet this time. "She had Juleka locked in the bathroom, she ripped up Rose's letter to Prince Ali, she bullied Mylene over her stage fright, she called Ivan a monster, she got Alya unfairly suspended, she called Sabrina invisible and pretended like she didn't exist, she sent an embarrassing picture of Kim to the entire class, she ruined a bunch of Nathaniel's drawings and sketchbooks, and destroyed Alix's watch, she stole my hat design for the contest Adrien's father had here. Chloe has been nothing but a bully for over ten years and now she is a terrorist finally getting what she deserves."

"Marinette, that is no way to talk about Chloe," Bustier scolded her again. "We talked about the Marinettes of the world."

"Stop," Adrien was the one that stood up this time.

"Adrien," Bustier was really shocked at this.

"There is nothing that can excuse Chloe's behavior this time," Adrien actually glared at their teacher. "I believe in taking the high road when it actually would work, but this is NOT something that can be ignored. Chloe WILLINGLY worked with Hawkmoth just because she was not getting what she wanted for once in her entire spoiled life. She exposed all of the temporary heroes. Alya, Nino, Kim, Max, Luka, and Kagami now all have their lies in danger because Hawkmoth could try and get to Ladybug, Cat Noir, White Wolf, and Beautifly through them. They and their families are in danger. Nothing can excuse Chloe's actions when she causes something like that to happen."

"But Chloe was akumatized," Lila spoke up for the very first time. "Why is everyone so sure that she all that stuff willingly."

"Of course, she would stick up for Chloe," Adrien turned his glare to Lila, shocking her. "She did trick me into leaving Ladybug to Oni-Chan's mercy by faking being injured. She probably was delighted to hear that Ladybug almost lost that time."

"The proof was given," Max said. "I helped Beautifly find the needed footage of Chloe willingly helping Hawkmoth. And I have to say... it felt SO good."

"Way to go, Max," Kim gave his best friend a high-five.

"I can not believe you all," Bustier was shocked by what was happening. "I have taught you all that love and kindness are the way to handle others. This is not what I taught you."

"You did not teach love and kindness, either," Marinette snapped. "What you were teaching us was to be doormats and that people are allowed to walk all over us and treat us badly with no consequences being ever given to them. It is not our job to make Chloe better through kindness and love. It is the job of the adults. And it is the adults that failed because they brought Chloe up to believe that she can do whatever she wanted whenever she wanted with no consequences. Well, it is about time for those wrongs to finally be made right."

"You enabling Chloe has only served to make her worse," Adrien tells Bustier. "Letting her get away with everything she does while scolding others when they are rightfully upset with her just proves to Chloe that she can do whatever she wants no matter what."

"You actually had the gall to give Chloe credit for the present that Marinette made you and then she destroyed," Alya was also on her feet. "Chloe broke into Marinette's locker to do that and yet you did nothing to make Chloe think that what she did was wrong. You actually took Marinette aside instead. That is wrong on so many levels."

"You victim blame and that only makes it so much worse," Lyon said. "Scolding people for being upset with Chloe even when they have every right to be. Bullies need to be punished, not their victims. As a teacher, it is your job to protect your students and yet you left them at the mercy of a heartless bully who never has and never will show any remorse for her actions."

"Athena, as the goddess of wisdom, would be very disappointed that a teacher like you exists," Vallia said. "Your theory about love and kindness might work in fairy tales, but this is the real world and Chloe is finally getting some real-world consequences."

"Sit down, all of you," Bustier raised her voice for once. "I am completely appalled that you are saying these things. Chloe is a sweet girl that only needs to be shown kindness. Now, you will all sit down and write nice things about her before you all get detention."

That definitely made all of the class snap. They were all on their feet and shouting at Bustier that they would never have anything nice to say about Chloe. They hurled every insult that they could about the blond brat at their supposed teacher. None of them could believe that she was so sure about Chloe that she would allow them to suffer just to try and prove herself right. It was all so intense that most of them would have missed the policeman that came through the door if not for the fact that all of them had auras of authority around them. The room soon went silent.

"Caline Bustier," one of them asked.

"Yes, the teacher answered.

"You are under arrest," another said as they put her hands behind her back as they also placed handcuffs on her.

"What! Why," Bustier was shocked and confused.

"For child endangerment, child abuse, and helping a criminal," one of the officers said.

"I have never helped a criminal a day in my life," Bustier protested.

"Does the name Chloe Bourgeois ring a bell," another officer asked her. "Helping someone that aided a terrorist get away with their crimes makes you guilty of helping a criminal."

"That owl-obsessed principal of yours was also arrested for the same crimes," a third officer said.

The class was speechless, but it was not like they did not think something like this might happen with how often the principal and Bustier excused everything Chloe has done. Karma must have been working overtime to deal with all of these corrupt people.

Chloe was sentenced to juvie for the rest of her teen years before she would be transferred to a maximum-security prison for her crimes. Her father did not end up any better since it was proven that he was taking bribes from Hawkmoth to not have the local police search for him while the heroes dealt with the actual akumas. He was given life in prison. The same was the sentence given to former policeman Raincomprix since he was almost as corrupt as the mayor. Bustier and Damocles were not sentenced to prison, but they both had their teaching licenses revoked with no way to get them back while they were also blacklisted from ever getting any jobs in education ever again.

Now, the heroes only had two more issues that they hoped to deal with as soon as possible. Hawkmoth and Liar Rossi.

I feel like as a fandom we don’t appreciate the darker side to Adrien’s character enough. Like, this little sunshine boy has blackmailed, threatened and almost killed someone. Plus, he’s killed himself so many times during akuma attacks. Just feel like we need to see more stuff exploring these things in the future.

Some late night Adrien doodles ❤ Continuation from this post

Finally got around to adding Adrien to the Marinette I did a while ago

Having them wear each others colours makes me so happy!! ♥♥♥

One last Adrinette for the year

Wishing everyone a wonderful New Years and a Happy 2024 ♥

Thank you for making my 2023 so wonderful !!!!!!!!!!!! ♥ (๑^ᴗ^๑)♥

I really liked Mari's shirt from the last post which inspired this drawing...aaand it's more spicy lol ALSO PUNS ♥♥♥ lol and Question: Should I do another version with Adrien behind her...what does everyone think?

Happy Holidays @staralignments @seroqueldreamer! I'm your Secret Santa this year for @mlsecretsanta

I hope you enjoy this LukAdriNiNette (˶ᵔᵕᵔ˶)>♡ I had so much fun drawing this mini story and hope you like it! I figured Marinette asked Luka to dye her hair and this is how she might end up with a punk look in our main universe.

Guuuys! Last night I was thinking about Mr Bug and Lady Noir in the Specialverse!!! I don't know what they would be called, but what about;

Dark Paw & Gloom Bug

Gloom Bug's hair was inspired by "DNAngel's character Dark". I think Adrien would love this manga and would have been super upset that it never had an ending. So Gloom Bug is his version of bringing Dark to life ⸜(｡˃ ᗜ ˂ )⸝ ♥ The incredible @noehaddock came up with the name Dark Paw and we brainstormed Gloom Bug together. Please send her lots of love because she's amazing!! ♥♥♥

I can't wait to see your versions of what you think they would be called and what they would look like!

Part 1!

This uber-specific AU popped into my head and I wanted to share it!

I’m not sure what to call it. A bakery enemies AU? Suggestions would be appreciated.

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blame @mari-monsta for this

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Due to the serious underpayment the voice actors of Miraculous Ladybug are getting (despite the high popularity of the show), Joe Ochman, the English VA of Mayor Bourgeois has left the show and will be replaced in Season 5. On top of that, the reason SAMG will be no longer animating Miraculous episodes also has to due with being underfunded. SAMG is known in the fandom for animated some of the best episodes in terms of animation like Crocoduel and Strike Back. Mind you, if they can afford to make The Awakening Movie with a budget over 100 million dollars, then they can afford to give their employees a fair pay. Please check out and sign this petition made by Sydney Satalino to protest against this. Also make sure to share this on as many social media accounts as you can with the hashtag #ZagPayUp. Let's be the heroes that Miraculous Ladybug inspired us to become.

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#ZAGPAYUP- Give The Miraculous Voice Actors A Raise

I keep coming back to this quintessential Chloe pic.

It embodies everything that was golden about Season 3 and why Chloe will always top my tier lists.

It's easily my favorite MLB fanart, thank you @valvalentintin

leave me alone in my little cave and let me grieve the redemption arc Chloe deserved

Luka Couffaine simple headers

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Part 149 of my bakery “enemies” au!

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Kofi

— so about jshk & miraculous ladybug

miraculous, simply the best, up to the test when things go wrong! i wish for you, i wish for me~ taken from a kamome gakuen discord convo ft. @strawbes !!

arranged in order of 'mildly believble' to 'what have you been drinking'

first of all, let’s address what happens with the yorishiro first

once all are destroyed, you get a wish, and the world is destroyed too

... doESN’T THAT SOUND FAMILIAR-

world reversed, world destroyed, world remade, world time paradoxes, where in that one alternate reality the one who always fought alongside the main character suddenly went onto the side of the one you’re fighting against

watch hananene and imagine them as ladynoir with less sass (nene fits with the ladybug connotation like she fits strawberries!!)

hanako would make bad puns though...

'i'm gonna be late!!!!!!’

omfg someone write a miraculous au (me. i can help u with that.) (would love to see hakujoudai kwamis though-) (imagine ladybug doing a lucky charm and an entire elevator falls on them. think hanako)

ANYWAYS. TO THE HAWKMOTH PARALLELS.

have u heard of someone self-destructing and becoming evil-er to bring their love back to the world? that’s right. yako.

have you heard of (takes deep breath) someone who goes out and makes evil monologues with the team to change the forms of other people to grant a wish to bring someone else out into the world, while having a connection to the main characters’ items being used to obtain said wish?

(far-fetched section has started)

off track but nene’s destroying yorishiro pose is similar to lucky charm...

oh and imagine having a morally grey person that looks exactly like you and happens to visit every once in a while

we also got a token red-haired time manipulator who pops in occasionally (no luka mention,,, yet,,,)

speaking of pinkish-red-haired rabbit-related-androgynous-ish people who have personality...

i might update this later. might.

ty for reading ♡

ive been drawing seriously since i was like 12 and have never really made one of these

...well

anyway its so nice to be able to hang out with you guys whenever i want for once. what should we do next. how about some karaoke

someone put these kids in fucking therapy istg

WHO ELSE IS SEASON 6 HYYYYYYPE

this leads to Adrien thinking Nathalie is a somewhat retired ghost hunter

sleep well

introducing...

Léonce Agreste!!

finally posting my miraculous oc!!

Léonce(23) is Adrien's older cousin on his fathers side. They were pretty close when they were younger, both being only children and finding a sibling in each other, but didn't see each other regularly for years as they got older. They spent some time together when Léo had student internship at Gabriel™️ but that was years ago. Now Léos moving back to Paris after finishing university and is excited to get closer with their family again!! Well... get closer with Adrien and drive dear Uncle Gabe up the walls.

Léo owns a small but successful clothing shop near Adrien's school and works parttime in a costume shop for a local theater.

im not fully caught up on miraculous why do i keep seeing people talking about luka in brazil?????

so they really just made the autistic coded characters sentimonsters huh??

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hypothetically: if i was currently designing a mlb oc whos adriens cool older cousin on gabriels side thats into fashion in a funky weird girliepop way that pisses hawktwats boring cleancore ass off for shits and gigs, what would be a silly fun name for them??

theyre fem but in the genderfucked way and i need a name that matches her chaotic-weird-but-cool-genderqueer vibes

suggestions pls im an indecisive little bitch✨💕✨

Meet Buggevil and Cat Fallen

I miss these two…

You know what I can't stop thinking about?

How long did Hawkmoth intend on leaving his face in her palm? Like, she obviously pulled away first. GABE, HOW LONG WERE YOU PLANNING ON SOAKING IN THE LOVING WARMTH OF HER TOUCH !?

Sometimes I like to tell myself that he was surprised at how fast she pulled away.

When we look at it frame by frame:

You can clearly see that he

a) has his eyes closed the whole time. An indicator of being in the moment and sternly concentrating on it

b) even though Mayura is pulling away and forces him to loosen his hold on her, his head remains in the same position

(Don't get me started on how he continues to hold her even though she signalled that she could stand on her own. And her hand above his heart better be some serious foreshadowing)

Nathalie, darling, I love you. But do you even know what chance you might have missed there!? He MELTED into you! Unconsciously starved of physical attention and you pull away so soon 🙃

she tried ❤️🍉❤️ (part 1 here)

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