Coming up on "Wedding Ladybug," Marinette is helping her dad out catering a dessert buffet and wedding cake to a major wedding reception at Hotel Particulier Apicius, and Chloé and Alya and there helping, too (though it's hard to imagine Chloé getting her hands dirty).

But problems begin occurring not only because Adrien is there as a guest for the wedding and giving Marinette a hard time, but the bride gets possessed and it's up to Ladybug to force Nooroo out and put a halt to Dark Cupid's scheming again.


"Morning, girls!" Marinette said as she left her house through the bakery storefront.

Chloé and Alya were in front of the building. They would always make time to try and meet up with each other and walk to school together. Sure, they all lived in different directions, but they had a common rendezvous spot: in front of Marinette's house. It also helped that Marinette's house was the closest to the school.

"Morning, girl," Alya said with a smile. "Ready for another day?"

"Yep!" Marinette said. "How about you, Chloé?"

"I'm looking forward to updating the blog! Did you get any designs done over the weekend, Marinette?" Chloé asked.

"Yeah, I did and I have the photos on my phone. With Alya's writing skills and Chloé's modeling, this update will be the best!" Marinette said, holding up her phone.

Marinette felt very relaxed. It had been a few days, but Dark Cupid and Nooroo had not attacked since they tried to steal her ring at school. But as always, she was on her guard and worried about whether or not those two akumas would strike again. And what was eating at her was that she did not tell Chloé and Alya anything about being a Love Angel. Complicating the matter was that it always seemed that any damage that occurred when the akumas attacked was erased after Marinette defeated them, and no one would remember anything that occurred, Chloé and Alya included.

'Oh, if only Alya and Chloé were Love Angels, too...' Marinette thought as she and her friends kept walking to the school.

"Speaking of modeling, I'm kind of tempted to ask Adrien to see if he could model a few pieces for the blog. He may not have helped us out during that fashion show, but maybe he'll help us out now." Alya suggested.

Marinette and Chloé just looked at their bespectacled friend in awe and shock, completely blown away that their friend would suggest asking Adrien for help, especially considering how rude he was to them.

"...Said no one ever!" Alya continued, before laughing.

Marinette and Chloé joined in on the guffawing once they realized that Alya was yanking their chains.

Once they entered the building doors, they were once again greeted by a crowd of screaming girls and seeing light flashes going off from the center.

"Ugh, not again... Don't girls know not to block the door?!" Chloé complained as the trio tried to weave their way through the crowd.

As soon as they emerged from the sea of girls, they saw what all the commotion was about: it was a photoshoot on school grounds. And not just any photoshoot, but a Gabriel photoshoot. And as to be expected of a Gabriel photoshoot, the model of the hour was none other than Adrien.

Alya got her phone out to record the shoot and take pictures for the club blog. Meanwhile, Marinette asked, "Why is there a photoshoot at school? Couldn't they have done it somewhere else?"

"Apparently this is for a line of clothing for school boys!" A girl said from beside Marinette. "So I guess their thought process was what better place to shoot for school clothes than at a school?!"

Marinette groaned. From what she could garner from her interactions with him, Adrien had a big enough ego as it was. This photoshoot plus hordes of screaming girls was only going to add fuel to the fire. She had to face-palm.

Marinette then caught sight of a young man in his twenties who was at the photoshoot. He was tall with a nice broad build and he had shiny black hair. Not only that, but his hazel eyes were handsome, too. Apparently he was the director, and he was writing things down on a clipboard.

Marinette quirked a brow and wondered: where had she seen him before?


The girls rendezvoused in their designated club room, discussing the photoshoot. Marinette was sketching in her book in the meantime, trying to think of new designs for her to make.

"I still don't believe that there was a photoshoot at school," Alya said as she was writing up the article for the blog. "What were they thinking? It was disrupting everything."

"I know," Chloé said, leaning her hand on the desk. "Especially since that photographer is getting married this weekend."

"What's that about the photographer?" Marinette asked, looking up from her book to ask her friends.

"The photographer that was here today? I think his name was... Pierre le Tableau? Anyway, I heard through the grapevine that he's getting married at the Hotel Particulier Apicius this Saturday to his bride Bijou. Since he's an employee at Gabriel, they're making a pretty big deal out of it." Chloé said.

"Wow, talk about a coincidence," Marinette said as she spun in her chair to face her friends. "That's actually the wedding dad's catering this weekend, and he asked me to help out. Since it's such a large group, he needs my help with this order."

"How many people?" Alya asked.

"Well, not counting the bride and groom and their families, it's about 300 people. They wanted a cake and a dessert buffet." Marinette said.

"Wow, talk about going big or going home," Chloé said, her eyes wide in surprise. "No wonder they didn't book it at daddy's hotel. There wouldn't have been enough space for that many people."

Marinette nodded and said, "I'm not sure if dad and I can handle it alone."

"Girl, you can bet that I'll pitch in to help." Alya said with a smile.

"Count me in, too." Chloé said, crossing her arms.

"You?" Marinette asked. "I can understand Alya, but Chloé, you're not the type of girl to get your hands dirty."

"Oh come on," Chloé said, hands on her hips. "I may not like ruining my manicure, but when it comes to the two of you, I'm willing to dabble in dessert distribution."

"You really are a great friend," Alya said. "So, tell us the time we need to be there to help out?"

"Okay! I'll let dad know." Marinette said as she texted out a message to her dad, telling him that Chloé and Alya would be pitching in to cater the order on Saturday.

Once she sent the message, Marinette thought back to the dream she had the day Dark Cupid attacked the school: if the akumas were targeting love in general with the intention of eradicating it, then she had to be extra careful. A wedding was the perfect spot for romance to blossom, and with both her best friends and her father being in the crossfire of a potential danger zone, it was all the more reason to keep her guard up.


That Saturday, Marinette and her father had started setting up the dessert buffet table. The centerpiece of the buffet was a giant wedding cake. The cake was five tiers tall, covered in ivory fondant, had gum paste decorations that were pressed into a mold and then placed onto the cake. The shapes were primarily molded flowers of several different types. There were also wafer paper flowers decorating the cake, and big, beautiful wafer paper roses on the top of the cake in a variety of colors, mostly shades of pink.

"The cake looks great, dad!" Marinette said. She and her dad were wearing uniforms for the bakery that Marinette designed and made all by herself. "The bride and groom are sure to love it!"

"Yeah!" Alya said as she was wearing the same uniform. She was also holding a plate with some of the desserts. They ranged from petit fours to éclairs and macarons, too.

"You sure your dad shouldn't sell the bakery and come work for daddy?" Chloé asked with a smile, also wearing the uniform and carrying a plate of desserts. "After all, his skills would definitely be appreciated at the hotel!"

"That's very nice of you, Chloé, but I'm happy with what I have," Tom said. "Besides, I'm sure Alya's mom is no slouch in the dessert department."

"You've got that right!" Alya said. The trio of girls were laughing.

Marinette took up a platter and started to walk around the floor to distribute the treats.

When she was not looking, a few of the macarons were taken from the plate. She soon noticed a few of the treats were missing and then she said, "Hey!"

"What? It's not like you made these for yourself," A familiar voice said and Marinette turned around to see none other than Adrien Agreste, wearing a nice suit, likely a Gabriel suit. He took a bite of the macaron and smiled. "These are good."

"Adrien Agreste..." Marinette said, narrowing a glare. "I don't believe it... You came over here and took some of the treats from this plate just to get under my skin, didn't you?"

"No, I didn't see that it was you," Adrien said, waving his hands in surrender. "I was just doing my rounds and I saw that these were here. So, I helped myself."

Marinette face-palmed before asking, "What are you even doing here at this wedding?"

"I could ask you the same thing," Adrien chuckled. "This is a wedding for an employee at Gabriel, so I'm here along with some of the other workers as guests."

'Figures...' Marinette thought before taking the plate out of Adrien's reach and saying, "Well, since you model for the company, I guess you won't be needing any of these éclairs."

"Oh come on!" Adrien laughed, playing along with what he thought was a joke. "They're delicious. Besides, seeing you in that cute little uniform is a sight for sore eyes."

Marinette looked down at herself and saw that her uniform was pretty figure-hugging, and then she blushed before saying, "Hey! Who are you to say that?!"

"Someone who has an eye for fashion," Adrien snickered. "But no kidding, that uniform is great."

Marinette said, "Th-Thanks... I designed it myself."

Adrien's eyes widened and he said, "You made that? Wow, that's impressive."

Marinette looked Adrien over and detected no hint of teasing or sarcasm in his expression or voice. She asked, "Really?"

"Yeah, I seriously thought a pro designer made those uniforms," Adrien said, a smile coming on to his face. "You've got talent."

"Thank you." Marinette said, a smile growing on her face.

"But what are you even doing here?" Adrien asked, before munching on another macaron.

"Dad asked me to help out because he was hired to cater the desserts to this wedding reception. He even made the cake." Marinette said.

Adrien grew a wistful smile on his face and his eyes grew a bit misty, before saying, "It's really great of you to pitch in and help your father out."

Marinette noticed how genuine Adrien was sounding and was wondering if he was being sincere with his compliment about Marinette helping her father out. She said, "You mean it?"

"Sure do," Adrien said. "But the crowd is so huge. You sure you two are going to be fine handling this alone?"

"Yeah. Chloé and Alya are here to help, too." Marinette said, thumb-jerking to the crowd.

"Really?" Adrien said, an amused expression on his face. He started to chuckle. "You're kidding me! Chloé Bourgeois, the mayor's brat, getting her hands dirty working with desserts?! That's a riot!"

"It isn't a joke!" Marinette sternly said.

Adrien calmed down from his roaring laughter and wiped a tear from his eyes. He saw someone out of the corner of his eye and said, "Oh, there's someone I haven't greeted yet. I'd better go. See you later, Mariboo."

Adrien walked away and Marinette said, "What?! "Mariboo?!" My name is Marinette! Marinette Dupain-Cheng, you dolt!"

"Sure, whatever, Mariboo!" Adrien said as he disappeared into the crowd.

'UGH! I can't stand that guy!' Marinette thought, shaking in her shoes with rage. But she took a deep breath and calmed down, lest she drop her desserts. That would be bad.

"Marinette, who was that?" Tikki asked, peeking out of the pants pocket of the uniform.

"Adrien Agreste... The biggest nuisance I've ever met in my whole life." Marinette scoffed.

"Don't let him get to you, Marinette," Tikki said. "You said it yourself last night: a wedding is a hot spot for love. If Dark Cupid and Nooroo are likely to attack anywhere today, then there's a high possibility that it will be here."

Marinette smiled and said, "You're right, Tikki."

"Marinette! We need more éclairs over here!" Chloé shouted from the other side of the room.

"Coming!" Marinette said as Tikki went back to hiding and then the pigtailed girl started walking over to Chloé's position.

The girls were soon standing off to the side and listening as the family of the newlyweds were making their speeches. Marinette herself had her eyes on the wedding dress and tux that the bride and groom were wearing. The tux itself was simplistic enough. It was a standard black and white tuxedo with a black bow tie and a white rose boutonnière. As for the bride, she was wearing a pure white off-shoulder trumpet dress with wrist-length sleeves, and she had a bedazzled bodice and matching sash with sparkling embroidery. And the veil was lace with rhinestones at the hem.

Marinette was in pure awe at the beauty of the bride's dress, her eyes aglow with intrigue and a desire to get closer to the bride to get a picture of the dress to use as reference materials for her designs.

"Isn't the bride absolutely beautiful? The dress is gorgeous!" Marinette whispered to the girls from the side.

"And the groom's no slouch in the looks department, either." Chloé commented.

"Amen to that, ladies." Alya agreed.

The girls all giggled quietly, happy that the newlyweds looked ravishing in their clothes and that they were going to start a new chapter in their lives.

"Someday that will be me up there..." Marinette quietly said. "With a hunka man of a husband to share my adult life with."

"Not to mention a dress you made yourself," Alya said. "No doubt your sewing skills would make him drool."

"Obviously. And it should go without saying that when I get my wedding day, you'll be the one designing my dress, Marinette," Chloé said. "I won't compromise on that. Honestly, not even Gabriel can compare to your talent."

"Agreed. If I want anyone to design my dress, it's going to be you, Marinette." Alya agreed.

"Aw, thanks, girls," Marinette said, blushing. "I should have brought my sketchbook. I could have started drawing some prototype sketches for the dresses!"

"Save that for after the wedding's over, Marinette," Alya said. "Right now we're just the help at the wedding. So let's just dare to dream right now."

"Okay!" Chloé said. The girls shared a group high-five and then all sighed at the prospect of their own weddings.

Out in the garden area where more of the guests were socializing, Dark Cupid was hovering nearby in the bushes, with plans to ruin the entire reception.

"Find all people who are in love and dispatch them. Find anyone capable of loving, and eradicate them. More than anything, find couples who are about to be wed, and erase them from existence. Be hateful towards the love in this world. So long as love exists, those of us with hearts filled with animosity and hate will never know any peace." Dark Cupid recited, remembering the rules that Mayura had told him.

Back inside, the wedding was proceeding with a digital slideshow that illustrated the love story between Pierre and Bijou. The pictures ranged from their childhoods to their teen years, and everything in between. It also included pictures of how they met and how they started dating. The girls were awestruck at how close the bride and groom seemed to be, even before their wedding. It was truly beautiful.

Marinette looked on at the scene in pure bliss and was delighted that she was a witness to the glowing joy that the newlyweds were radiating.

"Isn't this wedding perfect?" Marinette asked her two best friends.

"It is," Alya said. "The perfect day for a wedding."

The lights came back on and then everyone was going back to socializing and eating the food.

"Okay! Dad's got the cake handled, so I'm going to go and take some pictures of the tux and dress!" Marinette said, taking out her phone and beginning to weave her way through the crowd.

"Go for it, girl!" Alya said.

"And don't trip in front of the bride!" Chloé warned. "You'll make me look bad!"

"How is she going to make you look bad by tripping, Chloé?" Alya asked, with a quirked brow and a curious smile.

Chloé faltered at that question. Alya had a point...

Marinette started going in between the people, excusing herself if she had bumped into anyone and trying her best to be polite to everyone. She was originally only the help, but now she was there as an aspiring designer to get new inspiration materials.

Once she found a clearing that led straight to the bride and groom, Marinette raised her phone camera to take a picture. But just as she was about to hit the button and snap a pic, Adrien came in front of the lens and smiled at her.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Marinette said, lowering her phone screen and looking at Adrien in surprise.

"Well, you wanted to take photos of me at that fashion show that one time, right? Here's your chance to get a picture of me, Mariboo." Adrien offered, smoothing the back of his hair and smiling with his eyes closed.

Marinette rolled her eyes and said, "No. I'm trying to get pictures of the couple of the hour."

Not one to get discouraged, Adrien smirked and struck a few poses, asking, "How about this? Maybe this? What about like this?"

Marinette face-palmed, then looked Adrien in the eye and said, "I told you that I won't take your picture. Understand?"

Adrien started to chuckle a bit, thinking that getting a rise out of Marinette was entertaining. He said, "Well, Mariboo, if a pic of me isn't going to satisfy you, what would you like?"

She rolled her eyes and once again said, "What I want is to get a picture of the bride's dress, so could you please move?"

Adrien blinked owlishly at Marinette as she looked at him straight in the eyes and told him what she was thinking.

As the two of them were having an unofficial staring contest, Bijou and Pierre were being surrounded by happy partygoers who were wishing them well in their married life together, talking about how they fell in love, etc.

"Hey, how about we have a quasi-photoshoot with our groom as the photographer?!" The best man declared.

Everyone started clapping and clamoring in agreement. Marinette squealed with delight and she said, "A wedding photoshoot?! This I have to see!"

Marinette started to run towards the scene, hoping to get in on the action.

Outside the venue, Dark Cupid was hovering near the window and he had sensed the love waves that everyone was giving off. It made him sick to his stomach.

"Hah! It's foolish to let love rule your whole world. Especially since it's going to be extinct. That's Mayura's greatest desire, and as she is ma reine, her will is my command," Dark Cupid said. His eyes started glowing red and he conjured up a black ball. "Toroldum... Ruinism... Nooroo, who curses those who love, sneak into their hearts and fool them with hatred!"

He then tossed the ball into the building and waited with a wicked smirk on his face.

Back inside, the groomsmen and the bridesmaids were lining up with the groom using his professional-grade camera to take photos. The bride was standing behind the groom, happily watching him do his job for fun.

But no one noticed the black orb of light weaving its way through the entire room. And it was headed straight for Bijou.

"So, I heard through the grapevine that Bijou fell for her handsome groom when she saw how passionate he was about his photography..." The best man said, as the black energy snuck up behind Bijou and then blasted itself inside her chest.

Bijou went still as she flashed blue.

"...Am I remembering it right, Bijou?" The best man asked Bijou.

The bride's eyes slowly narrowed into a glare and her eyes flashed red. She looked pretty angry.

"You can't be serious, can you?" Bijou said, her voice dropping a few octaves. She then pointed at Pierre. "Just the sight of that turd makes me sick!"

Everyone gasped in shock and they were all gawking at Bijou. Pierre, dumbstruck, dropped his camera and the lens broke.

"Pierre's got too many marks on his personal rap sheet. Childish, rude, cruel when pushed to it, and that's just the beginning!" Bijou said.

"Bijou! Sweetheart! What's wrong?" Pierre asked, reaching out to hold Bijou's hand, but she slapped it away.

"Don't you dare even think of putting your hands on me, you fool. As if I'd marry you!" Bijou spat.

"What are you talking about?!" Pierre asked, his voice beginning to crack. He then held her shoulders. "But aren't we hopelessly in love with each other?!"

"Hah! Hopelessly in love? Don't be an idiot. As if that's going to matter once reality sets in." Bijou said as she shoved Pierre onto his back onto the floor a few meters in front of her.

"Bijou, what's going on?!" The bride's mother asked.

"This is a first. We've never seen you act like this before!" Her father said.

"Mère, père, stay out of my way!" Bijou said, her eyes flashing red and red markings appearing on her cheeks. She raised her hand and then her parents started groaning in pain and holding on to her heads.

Everyone else was watching in shock, surprise, and confusion.

"Why is she acting so insane?" Alya asked, with Chloé shrugging in confusion.

Marinette murmured, "Don't tell me..."

She wanted to get a better look and figure out if her instincts were right, but how was she going to get to the bride without getting hurt. As she was pondering this, Tikki peeked out of her hiding place.

"Marinette, press a finger to one of your earrings!" Tikki whispered. "You'll be able to see whether or not there are akumas around!"

Marinette followed Tikki's instructions and then she pressed one of her earrings. Just then, a red and black-spotted tablet-like device appeared in front of Marinette's face. No one else could see it but her. The device acted like an X-ray screen, and Marinette focused the screen onto the bride.

Sure enough, Nooroo was inside her, making mischief and manipulating Bijou.

"I thought so! Nooroo's in there!" Marinette declared.

Bijou, her eyes blank white and red markings on her cheek, declared, "Love is deceitful, but hatred is genuine through and through!"

Bijou pointed an open palm to the crowd and black energy bolts were flying through the air. Alya and Chloé inhaled the fumes and they began coughing.

"Girls!" Marinette shouted, worried about her friends.

"Mariboo!" Adrien shouted as he ran over to Marinette, held her by the shoulder and made to cover her. "Don't just stand there! Run!"

"Adrien..." Marinette said, looking at Adrien in surprise.

"The two of you just get out of my sight!" The bride shouted.

Bijou blasted at them again, and Adrien grabbed Marinette, jumped out of the way, and they tumbled onto the floor. Since she knew he was protecting her, Marinette did not complain.

Just as she was about to thank Adrien, he covered her mouth with his hand and then he weakly said, "Mariboo... Hold your breath and make a break for it."

Marinette looked around and saw everyone who inhaled the fumes were slumped into chairs, or sprawled out on the floor. This included Alya, Chloé, and Tom. The cake had been wrecked and one of the tiers was busted, and desserts were scattered all over the floor.

'Dad... Girls!' Marinette thought.

Adrien went slack and then he collapsed, his head landing on Marinette's knees.

"Adrien? Adrien!" Marinette shouted. "Are you okay?! Talk to me!"

Marinette started to cry out of fear for Adrien's well-being. Tikki was trying not to come out in case she would get thrown unconscious by the fumes, too.

As the best man kept stumbling around, trying to resist whatever was going on, he accidentally hit the button for the digital slideshow to be activated again.

"Hah! Human beings in love... Nothing is more paltry," Bijou said, and Marinette glared at the possessed bride as Bijou made for the door to another part of the venue. "So... I'm going to eradicate every trace of love in this entire location."

As Bijou left out the door, Marinette gently laid Adrien down and she stood up. She said, "Not on my watch!"

Tikki flew out from hiding and told Marinette, "We've got to stop that... Um... "Bridezilla" I think?"

"Yeah, that's the right word," Marinette said, agreeing with her kwami. "Lucky Wedding Flower!"

After transforming into her wedding dress, Ladybug ran out after Bijou to put an end to the hatred epidemic.

But apparently Dark Cupid sensed that she had transformed because he was standing on the roof and he muttered, "Wait a second... What am I feeling?"

Bijou had arrived into a larger room in the hotel, a conference room that had become the meeting point for several wedding couples to gather together. Bijou soon came in and then she saw how happy everyone was.

"Well now... Let's see how you are when you're all hating one another!" Bijou shouted as she blasted her akuma energy onto everyone.

Once the black magic sunk in, everyone's faces turned from happy and lovesick to angry and hateful.

"Hey! Who is this hideous sow?!" One groom shouted to his bride, glaring at her. "Honestly, get three weeks' worth of spa treatments before putting on a wedding dress!"

Glaring back, the bride claimed, "Oh, please! You want to talk bad-looking? Then look in a mirror. A few years of bodybuilding won't bulk you up even a millimeter! Who would marry a lanky stick like you?!"

The two grooms in a gay couple were throwing insults at each other and were about to have it out.

"As if I'd ever marry someone who eats me out of house and home every damned day!" One man said as he yanked his groom up by the jacket lapels with the intent on decking him.

The other groom asked, "Oh yeah?! What was I thinking, saying "yes" when you put this tacky ring on my hand?!"

The same thing was occurring with a lesbian couple, too. The two women were clawing at each other, roaring and hissing like two cats about to fight, firing off cruel words to each other and intending to do each other in if pushed to it.

"That dress makes you look fatter than a cow!" "Hah! The color of your dress makes you look like a washout!"

Bijou was laughing in triumphant mania as she watched everyone fighting with each other. This was part of her goal.

"Nooroo..." Dark Cupid said as he landed next to the possessed bride.

"Yes, Master Dark Cupid?" Nooroo asked from inside the bride.

"I'm sensing the love wave of the Miraculous Something Four nearby, so be on your guard." Dark Cupid advised.

"Don't worry, Master," Nooroo said, as his and Bijou's voices were speaking in conjunction with each other. "I'm going to make sure these couples hate each other enough to destroy their love!"

"Oh no you don't!" Ladybug shouted from at the door. Dark Cupid and Bijou turned around and saw Ladybug standing at the threshold of the door, glaring at them with determination to fight.

"Damn, not you again!" Dark Cupid said. "Nooroo, take her out!"

"On it!" Nooroo said as he leaped forced and forced Bijou to shoot akuma energy at Ladybug.

She ducked the blast, jumped at Bijou, and then she said, "Bijou! Don't let Nooroo take you over!"

Bijou paused and gave Ladybug a questioning look.

"Remember how you met Pierre and your love for him!" Ladybug said as she transformed her bouquet into a yo-yo and she started spinning it like a shield.

She created a rainbow love wave and it started bathing the bride. She held on to her head in pain and began to groan. Meanwhile Nooroo was suffering from the pain created by the love wave, too.

Bijou's face relaxed and she murmured, "Remember..."

She started having flashbacks. There was one time when Bijou had been lounging on a park bench and reading a book when she heard a shutter go off from her left. She looked up form her book and turned around to see Pierre, who had taken a photo of her. He embarrassedly admitted that he found her expressions very photogenic and could not help but take a picture. That comment made Bijou blush and then the pair hit it off from there.

Their dates would consist of picnics in the park whenever they had a chance, impromptu photo shoots with Bijou as the subject, walks along the Seine, dates at restaurants, dances, concerts, the whole bit. They were always filled with laughter, cheer, blushes, kisses and hugs.

Ladybug could feel all the loving memories and emotions flowing out from Bijou, and it made the spotted girl feel calmer and more relaxed, too. She kept spinning her yo-yo, radiating more of her love wave to get Bijou to snap out of it and change her back to the loving woman she was.

Bijou's face went back to normal as she woke up from Nooroo's interference, and then she remembered the day Pierre popped the question to her. He brought her to the bench in the park where they first met, he got down on one knee and gave her a diamond ring. Once he asked those four words, Bijou leaped onto him, kissed him senseless and he slipped the ring onto her ring finger. It was a perfect fit.

Bijou started crying tears of nostalgia as Nooroo's hold over her was lost. She kept repeating her fiancé's name over and over again, regretting everything that she had said and done to him and all of their guests at the wedding.

"I knew it!" Ladybug said as she saw Bijou wake up. "I knew you'd come through!"

But Nooroo, in spite of the lingering pain from the love wave, smiled evilly and made a few motions with his body. He took control of Bijou again, and she glared up at Ladybug.

"Alright, that tears it, Nooroo! I'm forcing you out of there!" Ladybug said as she put her yo-yo away. "Wedding Dress Transform! Angel Creation Ladybug!"

She took her yo-yo out again, opened it up as it began glowing white, started spinning it once more, and she began generating a white blast from inside her shield.

"Ladybug Bridal Blast!" Ladybug shouted as she blasted the white love wave energy at Bijou. She screamed - or rather, Nooroo screamed from inside her. The sensation of Ladybug's love wave was too much for him, and then he flew out like a butterfly out of hell. And Bijou collapsed backwards onto the floor, exhausted from all of the strain Nooroo put on her.

"Ack! Too powerful! Can't take it!" Nooroo shouted as he flew out the window of the building and into the sky.

"So, Dark Cupid? Ready to take me on?" Ladybug asked with a smirk as she kept spinning her yo-yo.

"No," Dark Cupid said, stepping away. "I'm no coward, but know this: you'll pay for defeating me, Love Angel!"

Dark Cupid followed Nooroo out the window and into thin air, leaving Ladybug alone.

Ladybug then took her yo-yo out, raised it up to the sky and said, "Miraculous Ladybug!"

A wave of red and black light swept over the entire wedding venue, and everything was fixed as if any and all damage that had occurred never even happened.

Ladybug changed back into Marinette and looked everyone over. The arguing and the hatred was stopped and then every couple was asking their partner if they were okay, and soon, all the love that was being sucked away was flowing back into the venue.

"Looks like everything's settled and everyone's gone back to normal." Marinette said.

"That's good. But look!" Tikki said, pointing out that Bijou was still collapsed onto the ground.

"Oh no! Bijou!" Marinette said as she ran over to the bride to watch over her and make sure that she was okay.

Bijou murmured a little bit as she sat up to recover from whatever she had experienced.

"Ugh, my head..." She moaned. But she realized where she was. "Wait... Pierre?! Where is he?!"

"Bijou!" Pierre shouted from another part of the building. He soon came to the door and he saw his bride on the floor of the room. "Bijou!"

He ran over to his lovely bride, got down on the floor to check on her, and he held her with one arm around her back and the other hand was holding one of her hands.

"Bijou! Are you okay?!" Pierre asked.

"I... I'm fine... Oh, Pierre!" Bijou said as she leaped onto her groom and the two of them started hugging and crying tears of joy, happy to be reunited.

Marinette started to cry happy tears, too, and she wiped one away from her face with her finger.

"Wait... What about everyone else?!" Marinette asked aloud.

She then dashed out of the hall and ran back to the room where she had left her friends and father collapsed on the ground. Lucky for her, everyone was now going about the wedding celebration like no akumas had gone and attacked the entire reception.

Marinette heaved a sigh of relief, and she told Tikki, "That's a relief. Everyone's fine."

Marinette soon saw Adrien mingling with some of the other models. Remembering that he had tried to protect her earlier, Marinette blushed, thinking, 'I... I should probably go and say something to him.'

Marinette slowly approached Adrien, and then she gently tugged on his sleeve.

"Oh, Mariboo. What's up?" Adrien asked.

"I... Uh... Wanted to thank you." Marinette said, averting her eyes.

"Thank me? For what?" Adrien inquired, quirking a brow in confusion.

Realizing what was going on, Marinette thought, 'Oh right... He's back to normal. He doesn't remember anything that happened.'

"I... Um... I wanted to thank you for the earlier praise about my handiwork!" Marinette said, changing the subject.

"You don't have to get repetitive over it, Mariboo," Adrien teased. "It can get a little annoying."

Marinette got upset at this comment and asked, "A... Annoying?!"

Adrien stifled a laugh and tried his best not to snicker at Marinette's reaction. He soon turned to face her and said, "Yeah. I already acknowledged your skills. Don't go fishing for compliments."

"Wh... Who said I was?! You jerk!" Marinette shouted before stomping away in an angry huff.

'Ugh! What a nuisance! See if I ever thank HIM again!' Marinette thought, but then she tripped on the hem of another guest's dress and she was soon careening down to the floor, screaming.

"Marinette!" "Girl!" Alya and Chloé shouted as they ran to catch Marinette before she would face-plant on the ground.


And SCENE for chapter 3! Sorry this took so long. I hope you all enjoyed this, and are looking forward to chapter 4! Speaking of which...

Up next, Alya's older sister Nora alerts the journalist to marital strife in their family! And it doesn't look like Ladybug can defeat Dark Cupid's plotting alone this time.