She was up to here with the puns and the flirting, and so help her if Ladybug didn't just accept the blonde's advances in the next two seconds she was going to lock them in a closet.. Oh yeah! She knew how the fan comics went! She'd even do it at the school at some point! Granted she'd have to stage an Akuma attack.. kind of. but it shouldn't be that hard if she kept the species confused puppet master on a short leash.. Oh, kwami, she was so going to need that bracelet... I do not own Miraculous!

Falling from the sky.

You heard her.

Falling.

From.

The sky.

She had to touch that necklace. Didn't she?

Why the HELL DID SHE TOUCH THAT GOD DAMNED NECKLACE-!

So, now she sat, relaxed, at this point, as air streamed around her, her hair streaming around her face as she held her back towards the ground. She sighed, stretching her arms and legs out before she flipped herself over to face the ground. Well.. At least she was getting closer.. It wasn't just a green blur now.. She could actually make out the shape of individual land areas and buildings, now.. And now was the moment to be thankful that she was not afraid of heights…

"Mother of God with this ever end-?!" she screamed, curling in on herself in a tantrum as she kicked out her legs. In the entire process of falling, she had completely forgotten a crucial factor.. Landing..

"Deargodohshit-" she hissed, trembling as she swallowed back a scream of unadulterated fear. She wound her arms around her waist tightly, curling in on herself to be as small as possible. She could hear things, better, at least. Cars honking.. Sirens blaring directly below.. Maybe someone would be able to catch her..? No.. she immediately brushed the thought aside, with her clumsy luck she wind up impaling herself onto something.

With her last remains of dignity and will, she forced her eyes back open to take in the scenery. Hell, if she was going to die, she'd die flipping off the universe for it's sucky luck. A dart of black and red caught her eyes, and her head snapped to the left, hair catching in her mouth as she tried spitting it away. She reached her hands up to claw the strands away, looking up at a shout with surprise, turning just in time for a large body to crash into her, the breath caught in her chest leaving her in a gasp as her plummet was sent off kilter, the big, black body, (she couldn't see much with her face smashed against taut leather) spiraling through the air, slanting as they careened toward.. She shit you not.. The Eiffel Tower… Holy Shit..

"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck-"she hissed, the person she was clinging to- hard to tell if it was a boy or a girl since they were screaming for her to calm down (well she was clawing at his back, so it was kind of justifiable, she guessed..) scrambling to wind their arm around their arm around her waist, balancing a stick thing in his other hand. She couldn't completely hear what he was saying, so, in a very human-like response, as she felt his hand at the small of her back, her shoulders shot back in surprise, her eyes wide as she set her jaw, "Woah-woah woah- hold it right there, buddy-?!"

Sharp green eyes met hers, and she shut her mouth, her finger raised in the air for her point slowly deflating as she slowly shrunk in on herself. "I'm going to die with a cosplayer.." she muttered, hanging her head as she sighed, throwing up her hands in defeat at his appalled look, "Alright, I give up.. " Then, to the sky, with all of her pent up anger and a raging fist, "Is that all you got you crazed kami-?! Is that all you're going to throw at me-?! Come on-! I can take it-! Give it your all you sadistic celestials-!" She felt, rather than heard, the male's, she could tell now, grunt. He sighed into her hair as they came nearer to the buildings, and just as she snapped her eyes shut in preparation for the lack of landing, he extended his staff to snap against a roof, propelling them over and up, repeating the process, gradually lowering them closer and closer to the rooftops until he had completely slid them to a stop atop a rooftop garden.

She was still frozen and tense, teeth set as she clutched his waist, face still stiff against his chest.

"Are you alright..?" he asked slowly, carefully rubbing his hands down her arms until she soothed them down. All at once, she collapsed to the stone, and he stooped with her, catching her shoulders as she stared at him, wide eyed.

"That wasn't the ideal landing," he joked after a moment of silence, "but it did the trick, I suppose.." She was in his face in the next second, her hands on the sides of his face as she tilted his head from side to side, eyes narrowed in suspicion as she glared at him, finally letting him go to reach down, picking up his fallen staff to inspect it, "Is this some kind of joke? Do you honestly expect me to think this is real-?" He was quick to try to grab it back, but she was faster to dodge his paws, rolling up to stand on numb feet, "Honestly, a cosplayer knocking me out of my free-fall into hell and 'miraculously' saving me?"

"Thats one way to put it?" he rolled his eyes, taking another swipe for the staff, only to get his head nearly knocked off as she spun it toward him, the silver extending just enough to be height-level. He ducked in time, but just barely, though she had stilled in surprise, her eyes lighting up, "Woah.."

"Give me that," he huffed, grasping it out of her hands as she stared at him in wonder, "Is this how you treat the people who save your butt?" "I'm no Cinderella," she snapped automatically, her glare snapping to his face sharply as she crossed her arms beneath her chest, "I'm not usually thrown into giant holes and tossed back out at the edge of the atmosphere, so sorry for putting you through so much trouble.."

"Chat-!" A female cried, and the former girl turned her head, her eyes going saucer wide as she glanced between the two, then tilted her head, lifting her hands in an attempt to balance her thoughts.

"She's okay," Ladybug sighed, obviously relieved as she hopped into a stop beside the two now standing teens. "That was quite a fall there, we cut it pretty close.."

"You're telling me," the blonde sighed, running a hand through his hair, "A bit of a heads up next time, Bug-a-boo, suddenly sending me catapulting through the sky isn't exactly a fun trip."

"Sorry," she smiled, but shrugged her shoulders quickly as she moved forward to place a hand on the girl's shoulder, "On the bright side, I took care of the akuma.. Now all we have to do, now, is get her to a hospital."

"Hospital," the girl recoiled like a spring, jumping away from the red-clad girl sharply, suddenly behind the black-clad boy with his staff in hand, spinning it expertly and facing her defensively, "No way-!" "What the-" Chat muttered, looking up and down his sit before turning to face her again, "We really need to discuss this kleptomania problem you have.." "Bite me, whiskers," she muttered, spinning it around her wrists, then grudgingly holding it back out. "Fine.. At least I know I can't get hurt in a dream.. I'd rather chew my legs off than go to a hospital, though.." "Dream," Ladybug repeated slowly, putting a hand to the girl's forehead after the black-clad male had grudgingly pawed his staff back, "Now i really insist that you go to see someone.." "Still no," she shook her head, "Not with a couple of coma-induced mirages.."

"Sorry to break it to, you, Princess," Chat Noir leaned to the side, balancing his weight onto his staff like a cane, "But this is real. You might have taken a knock to the head, but-" "Shut it, pretty boy," she quickly cut him off, tossing him a saucy look as she gave him a brief once over, "Yep.. Dreaming.." She threw her hands in the air, rolling her eyes as she padded towards the stairwell that lead to the fire escape. "If you two need me, I'll be in a print shop.."

"Print shop..? Now wait just a minute," Ladybug reached out to catch her arm, turning her back to face them and grasping her elbows to look her over, "We really need to get you some help.. We can't just let you go.." "Sure you can," the girl smiled, suddenly bright and cheery, "All you have to do is release your hold of my person and let me possibly commit an act of blackmail.."

"Blackmail, now you are definitely staying with us," Ladybug shook her head, the girl in her arms scowling briefly, before perking up, lifting her hand as much as she could to point at her own ear, "Sorry, Bug-a-boo~.. But you've got about a couple minutes left.." As if to help her case, the raven's earrings let off a srill, warning beep. The red-clad girl pulled back, sending the black-clad male a stern look, "I need to go. Keep an eye on her, Chat-!" "Will do, M'Lady," he bowed slightly, turning back to the wind-blown and slightly sweaty girl just in time to see her rushing toward the edge, only managing to swing one of her legs over before she was pulled back onto the roof, her back hitting the concrete with a hiss, pouting darkly as she folded her arms across her chest. "Let me guess, kitty got downgraded to babysitter?" He scoffed, mimicking her posture as he looked down at her. "One way or another, you're going to hospital, it's the easy way or the hard way, princess.."

"I'll take.." she pretended to think about it, rolling up to sit correctly as she put a finger to her chin.. "She bolted before he saw her do so, jumping over the edge and feeling his claws just barely brush her hair, missing her by inches as she fell down into the second story fire escape. Wasting no time, and using his stunned shock to hurry down the rest of the way to the alley, she swung out of the gritty back way and onto the public sidewalk. Cars zoomed in both directions and pedestrians glanced at her with brief looks mixture of surprise and fear. If their automatic reaction to her frazzled state wasn't 'shit Akuma', she was almost positive that it was so when Chat Noir burst from the alleyway, right on her tail when she had turned to bolt. She zigzagged and weaved through out the throngs of people, not stopping in her adrenaline rush, for fear of losing it, as she glanced from one sign to the next. She was breathing heavy by the time that she had made it to an intersection, her cotton shirts soaked through and damp with the rank stench of perspiration. She could almost even taste it on her tongue, it was so bad, and she vowed to take a shower the first second she got.

With an uneven sigh, she stepped into the air-conditioned glass building, that she vaguely recognized as a copying registry from her three years of French. She was rusty, but she was confident that she was speaking it, since she was speaking English properly, and they hadn't said anything to indicate that it was otherwise. She smiled brightly to the clerk, an older gentleman who looked particularly startled to see a windblown, sweaty, winded in every sense, really, teenage girl. He nodded back, uneasily, looking ready to run when she came up to counter, bracing himself as if she was ready to knock him out. Except, he nearly sighed in relief as she held out her phone, pointing brightly at the screen as she kept a smile on her face, "Bonjour, Monsieur.. If I may ask, is there any way that I can print my photos out, here?"

He let out a slow, shallow breath as he nodded, bending down briefly to grasp a clipboard of regulation paperwork for contact information. He handed to her quickly, pointing out the necessary payment requirements, only to have a small roll of bills held out just inches from his nose. She scrolled to the file she needed printed, saying that every single one was to be printed off, with three of each, and she would simply discard the ones she found no use for, later on.

It took about ten minutes for them to be printed and handed back in a thick manila folder, but she had preoccupied herself with flipping through latest style fashion magazines. She'd have to purchase one from a vendor outside, later on..

She carried her prize out into the world as she walked along the sidewalks, her eyes peeled for gates and signs, as well as zeroed in on every black and red item she came across.

As she came upon the temple-like building, she swallowed, biting back her courage and forcing herself to enter the sliding pane doors..

*dead silence*

*gulp*

AHHHHHHH-! *runs away from birage of pointy objects* Gomengomengomengomengomen-!