So, I have always had to wear a school uniform. While struggling with mine this morning, I was thinking about Miraculous Ladybug. My brain grabbed an idea and ran with it.
One: Why?
Miss Bustier collapsed at her desk. Today's field trip had been an absolute disaster. She had taken her class to the Louvre to look at a new exhibition. She had lost every member of her class. First, Kim and Alix had raced each other to the exhibition's starting point and then ran through the entirety of it so fast there was no way they could possibly be reading the information all over the walls. She had not been able to find them, they had blended in far too well with the large crowd. Chloe, dragging Sabrina, had ran into the gift shop and haggled over a priceless display-only necklace that had once belonged to Marie Antoinette, Nathaniel had gone somewhere and sketched passers-by, already having seen everything in the museum, and then an akuma had attacked. Instead of listening to the emergency akuma protocol, the remainder of her class had scattered, and rounding them all up had taken nearly two hours after the akuma was gone. They had just blended in with the fleeing civilians and tourists so superbly. She needed to fix that. She sat straight up in her chair. They needed to have a school uniform!
Once she had proven it to the principal, she had uniforms designed and made. There was to be one free uniform for each student, but more than that would have to be paid for. It would be simple. Today she would go in and explain, then hand out uniforms. Then her students would wear the uniforms, and she would be able to find them. Easy!
"Good morning everyone!"
"Good morning, Miss Bustier."
By some miracle, every member of her class was here. On time! She almost wanted to take a photo in order to commemorate such a rare occasion, but instead she pulled out the new school shirt.
"Ta-da!"
The class stared at it. Miss Bustier was quite proud of these, if she did say so herself. A blue button-down shirt with the school crest on the pocket for both boys and girls, navy skirts with lighter plaid for the girls, and plain navy shorts for the boys. White socks and black shoes for everyone. They looked great! Oh, her students were voicing their opinions!
Chloe flipped her ponytail.
"What is that? It's so ugly it's giving me a migraine just LOOKING at it!"
Miss Bustier smiled patiently.
"It's our new school uniform!"
"What?"
"No!"
"Huh?"
Her students just got louder.
"I'm not wearing that!"
"Does it come it pink?"
"Does it come in black?"
"Does it come in already-burned?"
"Are you joking?"
Miss Bustier took a deep breath. Then she slammed the uniform down so hard the classroom practically shook.
"OKAY! I get that it isn't high fashion, or your favourite colour, or... Something! But it's your school uniform, it will help me find you, and millions of kids around the whole world wear school uniforms, and they aren't dead, are they?"
"No..."
"I mean, I guess..."
"Daddy? There's a crazy woman trying to make me wear ugly things! What do you mean, you're signing a peace treaty? THIS IS MORE IMPORTANT!!!"
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~Madei