Bringing out the bad side

A/N: Thanks so much for your support guys! It really means a lot ;) I have no clue why they only just decided to stand up to Chloe. Oh well. Oh, forgot to do this in the first chapter: DON'T OWN IT!

Adrian poked Plagg in the head, earning himself an obnoxiously loud "Owwww!" from the camembert-obsessed kwami. Plagg narrowed his eyes at his chosen, and grumbled something about "Ungrateful abusive teenagers being far too common in this day and age." Adrian rolled his eyes "Plagg! Claws out!" The annoyed kwami huffed, and transformed him into Chat Noir. He flexed his claws, and swung out towards the city. He gazed at the Eiffel tower dreamily, and thought about how the city of "love" had done nothing to soften his lady's heart. She was too serious, she needed to let up a little more, whoever she was. He wondered if she did care about him, and Plagg reminded him 'She has a soft spot for you!'

He scaled buildings in the dead of night, ran through the street during darkness, all to clear his mind. Chat Noir stopped once he reached the Dupain-Cheng bakery, and let out a sigh. He had chosen a childhood friend who had done nothing for him, over his best friends. All the while, Ladybug still refused to tell him her identity. Then he realised it!

Madame Bustier was still there, at school. How could they all just forget about her? 'Oh Well,' he thought, 'We can bring some food or something tomorrow, to apologise,'

Marianette yawned. She couldn't help it, waking up in the night., that is. Since Paris wasn't in any eminent danger, she could sleep. The bluenette rolled over, so she could see out of the balcony next to her bed. Her eyes widened, when she saw the familiar leather-clad figure outside her house. Marianette shook her spotted kwami awake. "Tikki! What's Chat Noir doing standing outside my house? He hasn't figured out who I am? Has he?" she hissed. The disgruntled kwami whispered "No, I don't think so."

Chat Noir could practically feel her eyes bore into him. So, instead, he tried to make it look like he wasn't gazing at her house. He shook his head, and took off into the shadows once more. Incredibly bewildered, Marianette just couldn't stop staring at the spot he stood moments before. She didn't stop, until sleep overcame her once more.

-The next morning-

Marianette stretched, and rubbed her eyes. She was going to be late! (Cough, cough. As usual, cough.) She quickly changed out of her pyjamas, and into her normal outfit. She looked in the mirror, and played with her hair. Marianette really needed to spice it up, she looked, uhm, dull. So, she put her hair up, in a ponytail. Wow, she looked different. She stretched again, and went downstairs, to be greeted by her mother smiling at her. "You look nice today, dear," Sabine chirped, whilst disinfecting the worktop. "Thanks Mum!" Marianette grabbed her purse, with her kwami inside it, and started walking to school. It was the first official day of the Class War. Why is this so important, you ask. Well, it has always been a chance to see who can start off the war with the biggest prank, or trick. Marianette wasn't one to brag, but, the other team were goin' down! She got to the beige steps of school, to see Chloe smirking evilly at her. 'I wonder what she has planned.'

Team Marianette gathered on the right half of the class room, whilst Team Chloe was on the left. The first plan they had decided to do was fill her locker with spiders, and all things icky. Shaving her bald was their grand finale. But for now, they had to stay on guard, and pull off their opening number.

Marianette, Ivan, and Juleka were assigned this mission, it was simple: in, and out. Ivan was the look out, Juleka the body guard, and Marianette the perpetrator. They snuck out of class one by one, and met in front of the locker in question. "Juleka, Ivan, keep look out," Marianette whispered, they nodded their heads, and took off to monitor different halls. Before he went though, Ivan forced Chloe's locker open. It was up to her now. 'Why am I even doing this?' The bluenette asked herself with a sigh. But she didn't need to. She knew the answer. It was because she had been chosen to lead this team, and wanted to get Chloe back for all the pain she had caused. She pulled out the tin from Ivan's' bag, which was crawling with spiders, and placed it on the ground. 'That tin last,' she thought grimly. She pulled out three other tins from the bag and opened them. She read the labels 'Mud' in the red tin, 'maggots' in the green tin, 'mould' in the blue tin, and the 'spider' tin was black. She poured out the mud and mould, into her rivals locker. She put on some gloves, and opened the maggot tin carefully. She poured all the squirming creatures into the locker.

The spiders. Now, they were trickier. Marianette had to use a tea stirrer to poke all the arachnids into Chloe's locker. But finally, it was complete. The bluenette eyed her masterpiece.'Yes,' she thought 'This should be enough to put her off lockers for life.' She put the empty tins back in Ivan's bag, closed the locker, and sprinted to gather her two accomplices.

Just as stealthily as they got out of the room, they entered it again. It had been three hours, and Team Chloe still hadn't done anything. Seriously. When the three chosen for the first prank came back in, Marianette could have sworn she saw them playing cards. In the middle of a prank war. She shook her head, and told her team "Mission success!" earning a large amount of cheering from them.

"Maybe this won't be so bad after all," Marianette whispered to herself.#

A/N: What do you think? Let me know ;)

LT x