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Game Two: Clue
The moment Marinette Dupain-Cheng walked into the classroom; her best friend, Alya Cesair, bombarded her with questions.
"Marinette, did you see what Ladybug did? Girl, it's all over the news?" Alya exclaimed as she literally pushed her phone in front of Marinette's face. The bluenette's eyes widened when she saw the photo and read the article.
Is our darling Ladybug going to the Dark Side? Is this a Romeo and Juliet conspiracy?
That's right, folks. Last night, Louvre museum had been attacked by the notorious criminal, Chat Noir. Luckily, Ladybug took back the Mona Lisa painting that he had stolen. However, how did she stop him, by kissing him? Yes, Ladybug literally smooched the notorious thief. We should not question our hero's motives, given that the painting was brought back, but we can't help being suspicious. Will we see another smooch or even a slap next time?
Marinette jaw slacked at the whole thing. They had the entire thing wrong. She was kissing him to save his darn life. Does it say anything about Chat Noir falling into the river and almost dying? And another thing, she never returned the painting, so who did? Marinette couldn't believe it. The only logical explanation was Chat Noir. She completely forgot about the painting. To be honest, she wasn't in the right state of mind during that time. She knew Chat Noir's a bad guy, but he didn't deserve to die. Could it be that Chat somehow returned it without the police knowing?
"Earth to Marinette, hello, can you hear me?" Alya asked as she waved her hand in front of her aloof friend.
"Huh?" Marinette replied dumbly.
"The feeling is mutual, Marinette. My Ladyblog is dumbstruck when I posted this!" Alya exclaimed excessively.
Alya Cesaire was an aspiring journalist. She's a huge fan of the superhero Ladybug. She created this blog, dedicated to Ladybug, a few years ago. It was no secret that Paris was known for its notorious criminals. It had gotten worse ever since Chat Noir joined as one of the Akuma criminals. Thankfully, Ladybug appeared right after Chat Noir came into the picture, and Paris had become more manageable.
"I think we should investigate this further by seeing an actual fight between Ladybug and Chat Noir live. That way, we can see their dynamic more closely," Alya explained to Marinette.
"Are you crazy, Alya. That's dangerous, can you imagine what could happen to us? And besides, we don't even know where Chat Noir would strike next." Marinette stated as she crossed her arms.
Marinette knew a lot where the Akuma criminals struck, given that she's Ladybug, but Chat Noir was a whole other story. That cat was so unpredictable. She sometimes wondered if he did that to spite her. He didn't have a preference like the others, no, he stole where he could get his filthy little claws on. Oh gosh, she just did a cat pun in her head, gag her.
"Come on, Marinette. I'll notify you as soon as I know where they're at. If it gets dangerous, I promise will leave," Alya pleaded with her puppy eye look.
"No, Alya. That's not fair, you know I can't go against the puppy eyes," Marinette said with a whine. Nonetheless, Alya still continued with those damn puppy eyes.
"Fine, I'm in," Alya smothered the bluenette with a big hug.
"What's in?" Two male voices asked in unison.
Marinette felt her breath caught her throat. There stood Alya's boyfriend, Nino something, but who cares about him right now. And of course, her huge crush, Adrien Agreste. Where could she begin to describe Adrien Agreste? He had golden blonde hair, with the greenest eyes, and he had a smile like an angel. What made him so special? He was a model for his father's clothing line, but he wasn't stuck up or snobbish.
"Good morning, Marinette. May we ask, what were you two talking about?" Adrien inquired so politely and grammatically correct. Was it just her, or did she just heard a choir of angels singing?
"Adrien, moring good. I mean, good morning, Adrien. You look dandy today, very dandy. I mean, we're working on a project, talking about a project…." Marinette finished lamely. For goodness sake, she still couldn't hold a conversation with the boy. She was such a basket case.
"Good morning to you, Marinette. I reckon you saw the photo, what do you think about all of this?" Adrien asked with eagerness.
"About what?" Marinette asked in a daze. She still couldn't believe that Adrien continued a conversation with her.
"Do you think there's something going on with Ladybug and Chat Noir?" A sour look came onto Marinette's face the moment he asked that.
"I don't think so, I think there's a perfectly logical explanation. Are you rooting for Ladybug and Chat Noir?" Marinette asked, but for some reason, she dreaded Adrien's answer.
"Maybe…" He drawled with a hidden smirk.
"If they did get together, it could end good or very bad," Alya cut in with a grimace.
Before they could further their conversation, Madame Bustier entered the classroom. As they sat down in their seats, Marinette found herself contemplating Adrien's response all day.
Time Skip
It turned out that Chat Noir was robbing at the Louvre museum again. It was sort of the hot spot for all of the Akuma criminals. Marinette and Alya somehow managed to bypass the police officers and entered the dark museum. Alya beamed like she was a kid at a candy store. Marinette, on the other hand, looked like she was about to pee her pants at a haunted house.
"Stop worrying, Marinette. Everything is going to be fine like I reassured Nino a billion times earlier. Will get out of here when things get messy," Alya said reassuringly.
"And besides, Ladybug will save us," Alya added confidently.
Yeah, there was just a tiny problem, Alya. Ladybug wouldn't save the day because she can't transform while you're here. Marinette brought her book bag with her Ladybug costume in it. Marinette knew it was risky, but she had to do. Marinette could always protect them without Ladybug.
Marinette was a black belt. Yes, you heard it right, sweet little Marinette Dupain-Cheng was a black belt. She took Kung Fu when she was about ten. Her teacher, Master Fu, was a friend of the family. That's how she got into Kung Fu in the first place. In fact, he was the one that encouraged her to become Ladybug, but that's a story for another time.
"Oh my gosh, there he is. And wait a minute, he's not alone," Alya whispered loudly as they hid behind a pillar.
Next to Chat Noir was Evillustrator. He was well known for stealing portraits. He also was a new recruit for the Akuma criminals. He had red hair, with turquoise eyes, and his face was painted like the Joker from Batman.
"Come on, Chat, you know this is my dibs for stealing," Evillustrator said aggravated with his arms cross.
"Well, I guess Hawk Moth chose me over you. He wants me to redeem myself and steal the Mona Lisa portrait, not you sadly. I'm doing you a favor, so leave, and go smooch with Goldilocks." Chat Noir said with a hint of annoyance.
"Oh, my gosh, Marinette. Evillustrator got a thing for the jewel thief, Goldilocks. Oh my gosh, this here is golden, no pun intended," Alya whispered with so much excitement, she could barely keep her phone from shaking.
"No way, Chat Noir. The ego of you being the top criminal is really going into your head, so you really need to back off and give others a chance. Besides, you smooched with the enemy, which is a real blow for a criminal like you." Evillustrator stated with a smug look.
"Oh, Shit!" Alya said too loudly while Marinette palmed herself.
"Who's there?" Chat Noir barked as they both readied themselves in a fighting situation.
"Umm, we come in peace," Marinette said meekly as they came out of their hiding spot.
Chat Noir and Evillustrator stared dumbstruck. Their eyes softened and there was a hint of fear in their eyes. Unknown to the girls, they were their classmates, and they didn't really want to frighten them.
"Chat, she's been recording this," Evillustrator said worriedly. He didn't want this to get out to the public that he liked Goldilocks. If you were a criminal, no matter what, you had to keep your relationship status a secret for safety. Unless you were partners in crime: like Princess Perfume and Reflekta.
"Girls, don't you know it's furude to record a cat fight, without the fighters knowing about it?" Chat Noir asked in a scolding manner.
"Ummm… yes," Marinette answered lamely while Alya kept her head up.
"Listen, since we're in a generous mood. We're not going to hurt you, so just hand over the phone, and you can high-tail out of here," Chat Noir explained with a grin.
"No," Alya said stubbornly as she crossed her arms.
"Alya, give them your damn phone," Marinette hissed.
"Will give it back, we just want to make sure everything is deleted," Evillustrator piqued sincerely. Marinette was even surprised they were being polite, given that they're the bad guys.
"Alright fine," Alya said finally. Before Marinette could blink, she found herself being dragged away from the stunned villains.
"Are you crazy!" Marinette yelled as they ran away from them.
"Girl, I'll be crazy if I don't get this on tape. Besides, they're criminals, why should we trust them?" Alya asked in all seriousness.
"Touche," Marinette retorted quietly.
What sucks about Marinette, she was a real klutz. She found herself stumble onto the floor, right smacked on her face.
"Crap, come on, Marinette!" Alya said while she came back to help her poor friend.
"It seems you found yourself in a little purrdictment," Chat Noir taunted as he picked up Marinette's book bag that was a few feet away from her.
"Don't open that!" Marinette exclaimed in fright.
"Why not, cat's are very curious creatures. Tell you what, tell your little friend to hand over her cell phone over, and I won't peek…" He drawled with a grin.
She looked at Alya pleadingly. If he opened that bag, Marinette Dupain-Cheng was screwed. Alya looked at her and slowly nodded. Whatever was in that bag made her friend very antsy, so Alya obliged her friend's request. Alya handed the cell phone to Marinette but gave her a secret message through her body language.
Marinette was available to interpret what her friend tried to convey. Marinette gave her a knowing smile before she was about to hand over the cell phone to Chat. As her fingers touched his gloved hand, she was available to flip Chat over her head and onto the floor. She picked up her book bag as they both ran again.
"Woah, what happened to you?" Evillustrator asked as he finally caught up with Chat.
"A Princess with claws, that's what happened," Chat Noir explained vaguely as he slowly got up.
"I called backup for us," Evillustrator said hesitantly.
"Who did you call? Ghostbusters," Chat Noir joked.
"Umm, Goldilocks…" Chat Noir gulped because Goldilocks could be quite violent for such a tiny thing.
Time Skip
"So are you going to enlighten me what's in your book bag?" Alya asked as they headed towards the exit.
"Stuff for my period, you know tampons and pads," Marinette answered embarrassingly, even though it wasn't the truth.
"Girl, I totally get it, no need to explain further-" Alya was cut off when they both tripped.
"What the hell, jewels?" Alya questioned out loud as she picked up a diamond.
"Such a waste for pretty jewels, but desperate times, comes with desperate measures," A sweet voice said with a giggle.
There stood a very short girl, a little bit on the curvy side, and wore a red hood. Only one criminal wore a red hood and that was Goldilocks. She took off her hood, showing beautiful golden locks, and her face was covered with a black bear mask.
Any normal person would scream in horror. However, Alya wasn't normal like other Parisians. She screamed alright, but it was in blissful delight.
"Wholly crap, Marinette, it's Goldilocks! This has been the best night of my life," Alya exclaimed as she recorded this on her phone.
"Aww, so you're the girl with the phone. Listen, give me your phone or face serious consequences," Goldilocks sounded threatening, but somehow, it sounded so cute.
"Girl, Goldilocks just threatened us. Pinch me, I must be dreaming," Alya said with a dreamy sigh while Marinette just shook her head.
Marinette couldn't believe this was all over a cell phone. Marinette knew her best friend like the back of her hand. She knew Alya wouldn't give up her cell phone, no matter what. Marinette decided the best bet was to fight Goldilocks while Alya escaped.
"Alya, listen to me very carefully. You need to go, I'll hold off Goldilocks as long as I can, you go get the police." Marinette ordered gently.
"I can't, not without you, Mari, If we just wait for Ladybug…" Alya said before Marinette cut her off.
"There is no time to depend on Ladybug and be sitting ducks, Alya. I'll be fine, black belt remember, so go get help quickly." Marinette retorted strongly.
Alya nodded at her friend, too stunned to even reply with words. The way Marinette spoke so confidently reminded her of someone, but she couldn't put her finger on it.
As told, Alya blasted for the exit, while Marinette distracted Goldilocks. For such a tiny thing, that blonde girl could really fight. Marinette did a front kick, which the blonde girl dodged swiftly. Marinette did surprise her with a back kick, which made the blonde fell backward roughly. Sadly, she quickly got up with a determined look. As Marinette steadied herself with another kick, she found herself falling again with those stupid jewels. How many times had she fallen, like seriously?
Marinette must have hit her head because her vision was blurry. She heard voices, but she was too tired to comprehend them and let sleep compel her in.
"What the hell happened?" Chat Noir yelled angrily while EviIllustrator held him back.
"I swear to God, I didn't do anything. She fell on her own, she's out cold, end of story. So don't get in a hissy fit with me, you stupid cat!" Goldilocks said with a huff.
"Alright, that's enough, you two. We need to help the girl, I think she's out cold, doesn't look like a concussion," Evillustrator broke in as he examined her.
"I'll take care of her, guys. Evillustrator… take the gosh darn painting," Chat Noir said like it was poisonous for him to say. With that, the young criminal couple joined hands, as they started to leave.
"You know what's weird, that goody-two-shoes Ladybug was a no show," Goldilocks stated as they finally disappeared.
"I'm very sorry, Marinette," Chat Noir said with a whisper.
He picked up her book bag and noticed it was slightly open. Chat peeked inside before he was dumbstruck at the spot.
"Or should I say Ladybug…" Chat Noir drawled with a teasing manner.
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