This takes place soon after style queen. Also, don't ask how Alya's blog picked up somthing that happened after LB held out the miraculous, and yet not the scene itself. It can't find an easy way around, so just go with it...
"ALYA!" Nora called down the terrace to her little sister as she finally came home from the akuma sight. She is getting straight up Recklace and she always ends up paying for her carelessness. She's going to get hurt really bad one of these days...
"What is so important that you had to yell down 6 stories to tell me exactly?" Alya yelled up to Nora
"Just get up here now! No questions." Nora knew that she was probably making Alya very overly worried, but she couldn't help it. She had to protect her little sis, because at the moment Alya is the main threat to herself. " I should go calm the twins down," Nora spoke her thoughts aloud. Ever sense Alya's live ladyblog stream had shown her getting turned into glitter, the twins had been crying in their rooms. The DIDNT understand that the beetle could fix everything, and they where so panicked in the moment that Nora couldn't make them see reason.
Alya quickly ran into the hall, worried that her sister had been so desperate for her to get home."What's wrong Nora!" Alya asked as soon as she saw her older sister.
"Your beetle-blog, that's what's wrong!" Nora snapped back. "You put yourself in danger again and again, you never think about your own safety!"
"Nora, this isn't new news. Why are you freaking out?"
Nora threw her own phone at Alya without a word, already opened up to the Ladyblog livestream, right on the spot where she pushed ladybug out of he way and got glitterafied (any other ideas on what to call that, cause I have NO clue) Alya didn't remember that, and everything before it was a bit hazy. She was no idea this had happened until she watched it herself.
"What in the..." Alya prompted, waiting for Nora to explain. Instead they sat in an awkward silence.
Sorry it's so short, but don't worry, I'm not done yet! I'm also not continuing if nobody likes, follows, or reply's to it, because it's kind of a waste of time otherwise.