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"Hey Marinette!" Adrien chirped as he ran up the stairs to his dark-haired classmate.

"Eep!" She jumped in the air. Adrien counted - about four feet - as she landed back with a nervous, skittish laugh. "T-Thanks awesome. I mean. Awesome yeah. Like g-great but thank me-gah!" She blushed furiously and stomped her feet. "I mean awesome, th-thank you! How Adrien you are? I mean, how are you?!" She smacked herself right on the head, much to Adrien's surprise. If only her brain could stay in place.

Luckily he chose to brush that aside. "That's great to hear. I'm doing alright as well," he chuckled, though he saw her forehead beginning to burn red. "A-are you alright?"

"Just clawsome, thanks!" Marinette squeaked. "I mean, awesome!"

That darn kitty-cat and his insufferable puns were getting to her head. She made a mental note to smack Chat Noir later on patrol.

"Chat N-Noir fan," she explained with a flush. Nice save!

Marinette, however, could've sworn a mysterious smirk danced on Adrien's lips before he reverted to a sweet (did she mention, gorgeous?) smile. "Cool. Well, I'll see you in class then? I gotta cat-ch up to Nino." A wink.

Oh no.

A wink.

She mentally clutched her chest and screamed.

"A-A...A-Alright! I'll do you!" She paused, her face exploding into redness. "I mean! You do you! Haha...hahahahahahahahhahahahahahhaha..." She let out another set of nervous giggles (if that wasn't enough) and waved at him. "I'll see me - you - later then!" A mortified expression smacked her face just as Adrien turned around, laughing, to run up to a familiar boy with colorful headphones.

She squatted on the ground and groaned loudly (gaining a few stares). Why couldn't she speak to Adrien normally just for once? Just once. Was that so hard to ask?

"I saw that," Alya laughed above her. "I mean at least he was the one who came and greeted you today! Isn't that improvement, Mari?" Her friend patted her shoulder comfortingly. "Though I think he's accustomed to your nervous antics."

"Alya," she mournfully moaned. "I'm not improving, and it's been a year! Even my improvement in math is better than my social interactions with Adrien!"

"Patience, child," Alya cooed and pulled up Marinette to straighten her shoulders (and whacked her back). "Look at you! A beautiful, cute girl who Adrien's going to fawn over in no time. You just gotta get your confidence in check. And bam! Magic's gonna happen~!" She wiggled her eyebrows.

She sighed. "A girl can dream, right?"

"As the future godmother of your children, I'd say ditch the dreaming and get in action," Alya huffed and clapped Marinette's back. "C'mon. Let's get to class. We don't want to be late."

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Alya sighed as they both sat down. "Not again."

"Whuh," Marinette replied intelligently.

Alya jutted her shoulder in a particular direction. "Miss Prissy-pants, at it again," she whispered to Marinette, who looked over. From a distance indeed, was Chloe Bourgeoise, with an outraged visage, hissing at a cowering orange-haired girl. "Looks like it's Cristal this time. New girl from next door class."

"You," Chloe snarled. "have absolutely ruined my designer pants! These pants, of the highest quality, are imported from Venice, Germa-!"

"Italy," everyone corrected.

"Whatever!" she shrilled and threw up her hands, only to smack them down to glare at a small, quivering classmate, who gulped. "Who do you think you are to dump that nasty water on my Venice-imported pants?" she hissed (leaving out the country part).

"I-I'm sorry," Cristal murmured. "I-I really didn't m-mean to..."

"Sorry's not gonna cut it!" Chloe screamed, her voice shrilling an octave higher, and tossed her hand to the left. "Sabrina. Phone. Now," she ordered, and a phone immediately landed in her hand. "I'll call my daddy and make you PAY FOR EVERY - wait, what are you holding?" she asked, shifting subjects.

Everyone turned to see Cristal pale and clutch a notebook tighter to her chest. "U-uh...s-stuff..." she stuttered.

"Give it to me," Chloe ordered.

"N-n-no."

"I'll give you two options, little girl," Chloe huffed and flipped her hair. "Either you give that stinkin' notebook to me, or I'll call my daddy right now and make you pay twenty-thousand three-hundred thirty-two dollars and twenty-seven cents! With tax and interest. And those aren't merciful," she hissed.

The girl whimpered helplessly.

"Hey, Chloe."

Both Chloe and Cristal turned to Marinette, who had a determined look and placed a hand on her hip.

"What do you want, dork?" Chloe seethed.

"You need to stop, Chloe," Marinette replied and took two confident steps forward. ("You go girl!" Alya shouted.) "Cristal only dropped distilled water. You don't even need to clean it like you would for orange juice or whatever. And she apologized too. You're overreacting." Classmates around them nodded in agreement as Cristal looked gratefully toward Marinette.

"These. Are. Designer. Pants. And they're mine," the blonde hissed and harshly shoved Marinette, who steadied herself by a desk. "None of you filthy peasants - except Adrien..." she cooed lovingly before snapping back, "...would understand this situation! All of you with your nasty normal clothes bought without a care, thinking that disgusting water is no biggie. You probably wipe your snot everywhere on your clothes and not give a single-UGH!" She walked over to Cristal - who was unaware - and snatched the notebook from her hands. "Let's see what kind of secret 'stuff' you have in here," Chloe sneered.

"N-No!" Cristal cried. "Stop!"

"Let's see - oh my! What's this?" A smirk danced on Chloe's lips as her eyes narrowed. "Once upon a time, a beautiful prince lived in a castle. He was gorgeous by all means - a fair blond prince who captivated all of his audience with a simple pure smile-"

"N-n-no please! S-stop! Please!" the girl begged as she reached helplessly for the out-of-reach book. Marinette huffed angrily and stomped over.

Chloe barked out a laugh as she hopped onto a table and pushed the girl down. "Is this one of your silly fairy tales? How amusing. Let's continue, shall we? Yes, he was the fairest prince of all in the kingdom of Paris." She shrieked in laughter. "Kingdom of Paris? Are you serious?! And here's the best part!" Chloe cried gleefully and cleared his throat. "His name was Adrien Agreste."

Both Marinette and Cristal froze.

Adrien, who had entered the classroom, paled at the mention of his name as well as the scene before him. "Y-yes?" he stuttered as all eyes fell upon him. He suddenly had the urge to say 'Potty break!' and run away.

"I'm absolutely dying," Chloe giggled in glee. "This loser has a crush on you, Adrikins~! Can you believe it?!" And she collapsed in laughter again.

"W-what?!" he stuttered again. Who? His green eyes immediately caught Marinette's deer-in-headlights look.

And completely missed the equally wide-eyed Cristal behind her.

"This dork~!" Chloe said nonchalantly before hissing, "Get off my leg!" and pushed Marinette off the desk.

Adrien, out of his trance, immediately ran forward and caught the blunette in his arms. A slight tinge of pink dusted his cheeks when she looked back with wide, ocean-blue eyes and tomato-red cheeks. Marinette has a crush on me? he thought (obviously misinterpreting everything).

For Marinette, her brain happily ran out of her head and flew away.

"Is it true...that you have a crush on me, Marinette?" he breathed.

"Whuh," was her intelligent reply (Alya facepalmed).

"Marinette..."

She thought how gorgeous his emerald eyes were (besides wanting to snog the living daylights out of him) - so clear, compassionate, beautiful, warm. Like magnificent crystals glittering.

Crystals...

.

OH, SHOOT. CRISTAL.

Marinette spastically jerked an arm, causing Adrien to jump too. "WAIT A-ADRIEN! CRISTAL MEANT CHLOE! I MEAN C-CHLOE MEANT C-CRISTAL-!" she blubbered.

Marinette didn't get to finish when a flutter of dark energy floated into the room and surrounded Cristal, who had her head bowed down. A dark shadow hung over her face as she slowly picked herself up and dragged down Chloe from the table with a harsh yank. The blonde yelped and fell onto the floor, scampering backwards as classmates ran out of the classroom, shrieking. Out of fear, Chloe tried to follow suit.

"Uh uh uh, Miss Chloe the spoiled brat," a dark, feminine voice giggled. And the dark energy burst forth from Cristal's body, surrounding the doors and shutting them with a click. The dissipating dark energy revealed Cristal with dyed white hair and a long purple hood that cloaked her entire figure. "Let's have Fairy Godmother teach you a lesson, eh?"

Marinette blanked for a second.

Then thought, well crap.

"Bibbidi-Bobbidi Boo~!"

A bright white light shot toward the screaming blonde as Marinette ran and pushed her out of the way (Chloe shrieked indignantly about her clothes once again). She looked at the bright light, her heart sinking and waving farewell, before a black blur covered her vision and lifted her body like it weighed a feather.

"That was fairy-ly brave of you, my Purr-incess," a familiar voice purred in her ear, and they flew out of danger's path. "Though I must ask you to refrain from putting yourself in these cat-astrophes."

"Chat Noir!" she gasped (and mentally braced herself for the puns). "Where did you-?!"

"A secret, purr-incess~" He smirked. "I also heard from a tiny fairy that you are a Chat Noir fan, no?"

Adrien.

Oh no he did not, she thought, horrified, and mentally cursed. She liked him too much to plot revenge.

Marinette stumbled out of his arms when they landed. "Maybe, maybe not?" she laughed sheepishly before pulling him away from a blast. "I wonder who that little fairy was?"

"Hmmm, a secret, though much thanks for that~" he purred and took her hand to kiss her knuckles. "Your purr-ince will solve this in minutes. Wait here for me." A wink.

She snorted.

"Who said you'll solve this in minutes?" A loud voice rang above them. Their attention was again drawn to the purple-cloaked Akuma flapping around while cackling. "I have one of your classmates in hostage. What shall you do? Gihihihihi!"

Marinette looked around (thinking, what a weird laugh) before her before her heart dropped to her stomach. "Adrien," she whispered in horror.

"What?" Chat asked.

"Adrien!" she repeated.

"Do you need something?"

"Adrien's gone!" she emphasized, her eyes bulging out with tears.

"OH. Uh...I, uhm, totally meant that."

"Chat! We've got to save Adrien! He-he was just behind me w-when the s-situation came-and oh!" She felt tears leak down her cheeks. "We have to save Adrien! Who knows what she has done to him!" She looked round the chaotic empty classroom with no blond in sight. If only she could transform into Ladybug at this moment!

"C-calm down, princess! Adrien's fine! I-I uh-uhm saw...him running out the classroom! Yeah! Don't worry, he's safe!" Chat laughed nervously. He felt cold sweat run down his neck. He hated making himself sound like a coward, but he had to come up with some scenario. And curse himself for almost giving away his identity.

"Really?" she asked hopefully. "H-he's safe?"

"Y-yeah, don't worry! I paw-romise~!" he crossed his heart with a grin.

She blinked away her tears. "T-Then who...?"

"Over here, peasants!" came a snarling voice. They whipped around to see Chloe bobbing up and down in a vine-wrapped cage. "I've been trapped here for decades when you two were flirting over there!" she hissed irritably. "Now save me, you uncultured alley-cat!"

Chat suddenly felt like the right thing to do was to grab Marinette and spring out the windows.

"Okay...so maybe I don't have the best hostage..." Cristal mused with a sigh. "How about this, Chat Noir? We can end all this mess once and for all if you allow me to do whatever I want to Chloe Bourgeoise and for you to give up your Miraculous? It's a shame Ladybug isn't here yet, but yours would do for now."

"Tempting...for the first part," Chat murmured, (seriously considering it) ignoring Chloe's angry shrieks. "...but I can't agree with the second part. Oh yeah, how's ol' Hawkmoth holding up in the shadows? Is he being weird as usual?"

"He's doing alright. He keeps telling me to do stuff, like taking your Miraculous, and it's honestly a bit annoying," Cristal shrugged nonchalantly and twirled her Akuma cloak. "I'm gonna start shooting magic stuff now cuz it's fun." She twirled her wand and shot millions of sparks in Chat's direction.

He pulled Marinette behind him and twirled his baton into a shield to deflect the sparks. "Won-fur-full attack! But not that claw-some as this!" He jumped up into the air and extended the baton to knock away the wand. "Catacylsm!" he shouted and ripped apart the wand with his claws.

Marinette held in her breath, waiting for the black butterfly to appear as Chat landed neatly besides her. "The b-black butterfly! It's not there!" she cried desperately as the Akumatized girl threw her head back and laughed (momentarily choking on dust).

"Of course not. That's not my source." Cristal hacked a furball and cleared her throat. "Come forth, Fairy Book!" she commanded as a familiar notebook floated in front of her. "Bibbidi bobbidi boo!" And the notebook poofed into an enormous ten-by-twenty foot brown-encased book, its pages flipping wildly as Cristal kept sneezing.

"Well, that makes it purr-ty obvious what the possessed item is," Chat said, revealing an array of pearly whites. "I don't suppose you could keep still? Just for a mew-ment?"

"Obviously not," Cristal rolled her eyes, rubbing her nose. "Also, your puns are getting really overused, Chat Noir." She paused. "Fur-real." And gave him an air high-five.

"Disgusting," Chloe hissed as she folded her arms. "I'm trapped in this ugly thing, and two people are making cat puns. One a stupid cat, and the other an ugly grandma."

Cristal narrowed her eyes at the grumbling blonde. "Oh, I can think of a million things to do to you with my new magical powers." A smile curled on her lips. "Don't all the bad guys in fairytales suffer?" she then turned to Marinette, who was trying to hide behind a tipped over desk. "And I haven't forgotten about you, Miss Marinette."

The blunette cursed under her breath. She was about to transform. So close.

"I know you tried helping me, so I guess I'll be more lenient," Cristal pondered. "Maybe the minor character?" Her eyes glazed over to Chat Noir, who hopped over to Marinette and swung his baton protectively in front of her. "Ah, that's utterly purr-fect," she gasped. "A princess and a prince, already in front of me~!"

"What she talking about?" Marinette muttered to Chat, who shrugged.

"Why are they the prince and princess?" Chloe scowled. "I should be the princess, and Adrikins should be the prince! Adrikins, save me!" She helplessly flapped her arms in the vines. "Where's my darling, Adrikins?!"

"Adrien is mine!" Cristal hissed, her cloak turning black.

"Stop making it worse, Chloe!" Marinette snapped.

"He's my prince and no one else's! Especially not yours! Or yours!" She pointed angrily at Marinette, who raised her hands and let out a tiny Eep. She, however, softened, after seeing Chat step closer to Marinette. "I guess I'll forgive you since you have a kitty-cat prince there. Maybe I'll play cupid...just this once." She huffed out loud as she raised her book. The pages flew back and forth wildly, glowing an ethereal white light.

"Catacylsm!"

"Not so fast, kitty-cat," the Akumatized girl retorted as a light flashed from the book and exploded into Chat. He crashed into a few desks, slightly hammered from the attack, as he shook his head in a daze.

"This feels like a hangover," he said.

"Chat!" Marinette shouted.

"Everything's going according to plan. Spectacular!" Cristal clapped. "Now for the final attack!" She cleared her throat (and hacked another furball) before chanting:

Salagadoola mechicka boola,
bibbidi-bobbidi-boo!
Put 'em together and what have you got?
bippity-boppity-boo!

"What the heck is salagadoola?" Chloe said crossly. "Is that Italia-?"

She was cut off by an enormous light that burst from the book and enveloped the room. Chloe began shrieking obscenities left and right but was eventually muffled. Marinette covered her eyes from being blinded and squeaked when she felt her body being sucked toward an unknown source.

A leather arm wrapped itself around her waist.

"I got you!" he shouted before both their bodies spun toward the vortex of light, flashed into a powder of golden dust, and disappeared.

A/N: Totally forgot to add an A/N lol :D Hi everyone...!

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