Happy Valentine's Day! It's my favorite holiday of the year!
In this episode friendship will be put to the test today because that's what's happening on "Wedding Ladybug!" Chloé and Alya decide to check out other clubs one day, leaving Marinette to pull thrice the weight for them for the fashion club! And then the trio gets into an argument with each other, putting their friendship - and secret identities - at MAJOR risk! And Dark Cupid manages to track down Alya, too! Can the girls make up in time?!
Oh, and a reviewer asked me if Nino is Carapace. Yes, he is, but the angels aren't going to find out about it for a long while.
Marinette was scrambling through the schoolyard of the high school. Everyone was going crazy because there was another on-campus photoshoot for Gabriel and as per usual, Adrien was the model and the girls were going nuts.
"Coming through!" Marinette said as she squeezed through the crowd to get in front of the girls. "Sorry, fashion club work!"
But then she noticed that she was alone. Chloé and Alya were nowhere in sight, and this raised a red flag for Marinette.
"What? Chloé and Alya aren't here yet?" Marinette asked as she took out her phone and started recording the shoot for the club. "And on a major day like today?!"
Adrien was strutting his stuff on the set, his photographer going insane with the pictures. Marinette pushed her disdain towards Adrien aside so she could record the shoot. She wanted to make sure she got enough footage for the blog. Both photos and videos, especially since Alya and Chloé were MIA.
They each had their own jobs in the club. Alya was usually the one getting video footage and writing up the articles for the blog, meanwhile Marinette was the one in charge of pictures of design pieces (a lot of which were her own) and writing down descriptions to use. Chloé was usually the one keeping the audience at bay with her brattiness (Alya and Marinette admitted that it came in handy more times then they could count on both hands each). And since both she and Marinette had an eye for fashion design, they often worked together deciding on which photos to use for the blog.
Once the shoot was over, Marinette turned the video off and she started snapping pictures of Adrien in his clothes, muttering exactly the type and style of suit he was wearing.
But the girls stampeded over Marinette, causing her to stumble. She screamed, "HEY! No pushing please! I'm trying to get material for the fashion club blog!"
But the fans were relentless and she wound up stumbling and beginning to fall while screaming.
"Hey!" Adrien shouted as he caught Marinette by the arms. She managed to hang on to her phone.
"Thanks, Adrien." Marinette said, catching her breath.
"I hadn't noticed it before, but your rear is a little on the flat side, Mariboo." Adrien teased.
"Excuse me?" Marinette asked. "My butt? Flat?"
"Yeah. Not as flat as your chest, but still crepe flat." Adrien teased.
Marinette scrambled to her feet and she shouted in Adrien's face, "Adrien, I hate you!"
Later on, Marinette was still about as angry as Chloé when she didn't get her way on her worst days.
"Marinette, are you okay?" Tikki asked from her hiding spot in Marinette's clutch.
"No. I can always count on Chloé and Alya to help me out for the club. What changed?" Marinette asked. "They're usually so loyal."
"Something probably came up. Maybe Nooroo knows." Tikki said.
"I hope so," Marinette said. "Good thing the little guy knows how to stay hidden."
She stormed over to the club room and threw the door open and sighed angrily. She said, "Chloé, Alya, what were you doing?! There was that school photoshoot! Why'd you choose today to skip out on gathering information for the blog?!"
But the room was empty, save for Nooroo, who was sitting on the table and eating a bit of honey out of a jar that he shared with Pollen and Tikki. Nooroo saw the angry look on Marinette's face and he put the jar down, murmuring, "Oh no..."
"Nooroo?" Marinette asked as she approached the table. She picked Nooroo up into her hands. "Where'd Chloé and Alya get to?"
"They... They're checking out other clubs today." Nooroo said.
"What?! Checking out other clubs?!" Marinette shouted, angry and ticked off. She gently put the purple kwami down and said to Tikki, "Come on, let's go get them. I think I know where Alya might be. With the newspaper club."
Marinette hit the nail on the head. Alya'd been called in by the newspaper club to help them out with some journalist tips and tricks. They wanted to do a field report, and thought Alya could be of assistance.
"Hey Alya, since your mom's the chef at Le Grand Paris, maybe you can help us out with our food and lifestyle section of the newspaper?" A girl who was in charge of the food reporting section of the newspaper asked Alya.
"Sounds like a good idea," Alya said. "And your food writing is pretty strong."
"Thanks. I've had plenty of practice." The girl said.
"We certainly weren't mistaken to ask you to help us out for the newspaper club!" The club leader said as she approached Alya and put her hand on the girl's shoulder.
"Aw, thanks! Soon you'll call me Queen Muckraker!" Alya said.
""Queen Muckraker," huh?" Marinette said as she had found Alya and said. "Alya, what are you doing over here with these people?"
"Oh, hey Marinette!" Alya said.
"Alya, don't tell me you've forgotten what's happening today for the club?" Marinette said, crossing her arms.
Alya thought about it for a second, and then the lightbulb went off in her head as she realized what Marinette was talking about.
"Oh crap! The deadline for the club blog!" Alya said.
"You did forget!" Marinette said, indignant. "And I'm usually the clumsy and forgetful one."
"I'm so sorry, Marinette!" Alya said. "But the people here at the newspaper club asked me to help them out so they could make some improvements for the latest issue. Besides, it's only one day. I doubt you and Chloé will have any problems on your own."
"I love that you have this much faith in us, but Chloé's preoccupied with another club too!" Marinette said, clearly annoyed. She groaned. "Honestly, today just keeps getting worse! First the two of you ditch me, and then I get teased for both my butt and my chest by Adrien!"
Alya quirked a brow, confused about that comment.
"Come on, Marinette. You're in the fashion club, right? Maybe you can join us for our field reporting today and maybe you can help us write an article about what people are wearing? It can help out with the blog later on and the two of you can grow as fashionistas and journalists!" The president suggested.
Marinette admitted that she had a good point, but she was still upset and said, "It's a very nice offer, but I'm out. I'm going to go find Chloé!"
She turned on her heel and stormed out of the door.
Alya looked on, worried about her best friend.
Chloé was in another classroom, talking with teenaged makeup artists that've helped out at photoshoots for Gabriel in the past, often helping Adrien out. The girls were working on a few mannequins for hair cutting practice, makeup, and so much more. There were also girls doing poses, spins, and other movements.
"One, two, three. One, two, three. One, two, three, and turn." One girl said as another girl did a spin.
"Okay, maybe this nude palette would work better with these eyes... Ugh, no way! That skin tone with that lipstick?! It looks terrible!" Chloé said as she was helping some of the makeup artists. "And that green eyeshadow isn't doing your eyes any favors, either!"
"You've got an eye for this, Chloé," The president of the club said. "I was pretty reluctant to scout you out, but I'm glad I was wrong."
"Yeah, you're a natural." Another member said.
"Well, of course I'm a natural. Being the daughter of a famed fashion mogul and the mayor comes with access to some of the best cosmetology in Paris! Hair, makeup, the works!" Chloé bragged with a smirk. "Keep the compliments coming, why don't you? And besides, I'm not an official member of the cosmetology club yet."
Marinette was outside the door and listening to everything.
"I knew Chloé could be big-headed, but this is nuts." Tikki commented.
"Believe me, Tikki, she used to be much worse. This is minor." Marinette muttered.
"Oh, if you're talking about that little fashion club, I don't see what the big deal is," The club president said. "That club already has two girls that are more concerned about writing articles about making and showing off clothes than refining their own physical beauty. Why would they need you in their group?"
Marinette snapped at that comment and then she came into the classroom and said, "Chloé, what's going on here?! Don't you have any idea what today is for the fashion club?"
Chloé thought it over before smacking her forehead with the heel of her hand and said, "Crap! Totally forgot about the deadline!"
"Yo... You forgot, too?!" Marinette said.
"Sorry about that, Marinette." Chloé said with a smile.
"I can't believe you, Chloé!" Marinette said, angry.
"Calm down, sweetie," The club president said. "There's really nothing for it. It was all in the 11th hour, but we had to ask Chloé to help us out with our cosmetology contest. We needed another model."
"A cosmetology contest?" Marinette asked.
"Why of course!" The club president said as she approached Marinette. "In modeling, you need to be just as concerned with beauty treatments and hair styling as you are about clothes, and you need to invest your whole body, soul, heart, and brain into it. It's an extremely disciplined lifestyle, so there's no time in your life to be making or writing about dresses and pants. That's what fashion designers like you are for. No disrespect or offense intended."
This only pissed Marinette off and she scowled at this comment. She knew that the cosmetology club president had a point, but she wasn't happy at the implication that she didn't understand or care about it.
"Sorry about this, Marinette, but she's right. When I was helping out over here, the only thing going in my mind was sharpening my own beauty so everyone would see me as more beautiful than I already am!" Chloé commented.
"Bravo! Chloé, you're not the dumb blonde that I thought you were! You've come to understand the point of our club so fast! You must be heaven-sent!" The club president said as the girls were clapping.
"Oh, yes. Beauty is a double-edged sword! Both a source of joy and pain, after all." Chloé said.
"Are you mad, Chloé?! I thought you'd grown out of your conceit!" Marinette shouted, clearly angry. "I thought we were best friends, but I guess I was wrong!"
Marinette dashed out of the room, angry and crying.
"Marinette!" Chloé shouted.
"Let her go." The president said.
"But Marinette's my best friend!" Chloé said.
"Chloé, if you're going to invest your time and energy into your beauty, you have to start putting that above everything else. If you put other people before that, the Goddess of Beauty will just toss you aside like a rotten apple core. Beauty is part of love, after all. Understand?" The club president said.
"I..." Chloé began, but then she blushed in joy and looked out the window. "That's so true! It's totally true! Right, Master Fu?"
In a dark dimension somewhere, Carapace was watching a glass dome with interest. The dome contained images of the girls' Miraculous items. The jewelry pieces went from shiny and untarnished to dark gray and filled with cracks, like rocks that'd been eroded over millions of years.
"What... What's going on? The angels' friendship waves are getting weaker by the second..." Carapace said.
"Carapace." A voice said.
Carapace looked to his left and a mirror appeared. In the mirror was Master Fu. Carapace kneeled in front of his master.
"Master Fu."
"This's become a huge problem, Carapace," Master Fu said. "If the angels' love waves keep diminishing, they're going to be in big trouble."
"Meaning?" Carapace asked.
"The only reason they've remained undetected by the akumas up to now is because of the strong waves of friendship that they feel for each other," Master Fu explained. "A barrier was formed from their friendship's energy, and that in turn kept their identities secret from the akumas."
"So what's this going to mean now, dude?!" Carapace asked, nearly frantic.
"Their secret's compromised; they're vulnerable now. If they happen to have a run-in with a higher-ranking akuma that's capable of detecting and tracking the love waves that they radiate..." Master Fu began.
"No need to finish that sentence," Carapace said. "They'll be in hot water because their identities as love angels will be known. I'd better do something, dude."
Up on the Eiffel Tower, Dark Cupid was standing on the top.
"Find all the people who are in love and dispatch them. Find anyone capable loving and eradicate them. So long as love exists, those of us with hearts filled with animosity and ate will never know any peace." Dark Cupid recited as he conjured up a normal-looking phone.
But this wasn't an ordinary phone by a long-shot. Not anymore. In fact, Dark Cupid had stolen it from a phone shop and then turned it into another akuma to suit his needs. His goal: detect the love waves radiated by the angels, so he could find them and get rid of them permanently.
"Tell me, are you certain you've tracked down and identified the Love Angels?" Dark Cupid asked.
"No mistaking it, Master Dark Cupid!" The phone said as it conjured up a holographic image of the GPS/Map application on the screen. "My system has pinpointed their exact location!"
The triangle on the map that represented a person or desired location was near the Seine.
"Right there!" The phone said as he pointed out the location.
Out near the river, the newspaper club was out walking around the city to try and find stories to report on. They'd just finished up interviewing some of the nearby eateries, and were now running around and looking for more things to report on. Alya was running ahead of the group, eager to find more to write about for the newspaper.
"Come on team, let's keep running!" Alya said as she was enthusiastically running and smiling. "Stories aren't going to write themselves!"
Alya seemed oblivious to the girls falling behind her and how tired out they seemed to be. It didn't seem like they were enjoying this little jogging session of theirs. Alya looked behind her and she saw everyone else lagging behind.
She rolled her eyes and said, "Geez, inspiring these guys is a lot of work. Better show them what else I can do. How a real journalist does it!"
Alya kept jogging, unaware that she was being watched. Dark Cupid was standing on the railing of the bridge while his phone akuma conjured up a close-up image of Alya's profile.
"There she is." The phone said.
"Are you certain?" Dark Cupid asked.
"Indeed I am, sir!" The phone repeated.
Dark Cupid smirked at the sight of the unassuming girl and he said, "Intriguing..."
Alya decided that the reporters needed a break and she decided to bring them down stairs to the bank of the Seine. She had them sit down on the bench or the floor. They were all breathing heavily and exhausted from the trek all around the city.
"Are you okay?" Alya asked the crew. "Geez, I didn't think you'd get this wiped out after running around looking for stuff for the newspaper for the school."
"Man... Of all the reporters to ask for help, why'd we have to ask her?" One of the members asked, winded from the run.
"Well... Maybe I took a few too many leaves out of Nora's book." Alya said, crossing her arms.
"Hey!" A voice shouted and then the group turned around to see a somewhat taller boy with a fedora that'd been lowered to cover his eyes and face from view. He also looked fairly buff and athletic for his age. "Listen, redhead. I'd like to see what you've got."
"Excuse me?" Alya asked, knowing he was talking to her.
"Are you deaf? I said I'd like to see what you've got. If you're that devoted to reporting, then I'd like to see what materials and stories you have." Dark Cupid said, in his disguise.
"Hey, who do you think you are, being so rude!" One of the boys said as he stood up.
"What school newspaper club are you from?" "You're pretty conceited for a guy who hides his face behind a hat!" "Yeah!"
"Quiet, you." Dark Cupid said.
"Excuse us?!" Another boy said.
"Come on, let's teach this creep some etiquette!" A slightly buffer girl said as they all ran to beat the guy up and get him to leave Alya alone.
But the stranger not only knocked everyone off their feet, but they all fell down, completely out cold. Alya gasped and covered her mouth for a second before shouting to the intruder, "What did you do?!"
"Don't worry, they're only unconscious, little girl. Now it's your turn." He said.
"You don't know who you're messing with, cretin!" Alya shouted as she took a few hints from her sister and ran to attack. She flipped the guy, but he managed to land on his feet.
The boy turned around and Alya said, "This guy could give Nora a run for her money..."
Taking another hint from her sister, she charged the guy, but then he got her into a headlock and lifted her off the ground. He started slowly increasing the tightness of his hold while Alya struggled to break free while kicking her legs.
Nooroo was flying around in the air, minding his own business, when he noticed what was happening down below.
"What the! Alya! What on Earth..." Nooroo began, but then his eyes widened when he noticed something. "OH CRAP!"
Nooroo shouted as he saw right through the disguise Alya's attacker was wearing.
"That's Dark Cupid! I gotta do something!" Nooroo shouted before zipping off to find the girls.
Back at the school, Marinette was typing furiously on the school computer to get the blog post ready and she was still pretty angry about her friends ditching her.
"Fine! It's that the way they want it, then I'm going to get the post ready all on my own!" Marinette fumed. "I hadn't the slightest idea Alya could be this shallow! Chloé I get, though..."
"Don't you think you're being a little petty about this, Marinette?" Tikki asked. "They've got the right to pursue their other interests."
"Maybe so, but they shouldn't just leave me hanging on this either! Even if they come back this instant, I..." Marinette began, but Tikki cut in.
"You should forgive them, Marinette," Tikki said. "You're usually the one who has issues with being on time, but otherwise you're pretty responsible about your duties as Ladybug and your duty to the blog. Maybe you should just give them a pass on this one time?"
Marinette thought about what Tikki was saying and realized that her kwami had a point.
"Maybe you're..." Marinette started, but the door to the club room opened and Chloé walked in. Once she was inside, Pollen came out.
"Oh, you're back? Well, that's good," Marinette said, her back still turned to Chloé. "I should've been more mature about this, Chloé. I'm sorry, and... I forgive you for this, too."
But then she saw Chloé had opened up one of the cabinets and she was taking a few things out.
"Still working on this, Marinette?" Chloé asked as Pollen helped clear out the smaller stuff that the kwamis were able to move around.
"Well, yes!" Marinette said. "Why did you even come back if you're not here to help?"
"All this stuff gets so filthy sitting around here," Chloé said. "It's ridiculous. Utterly ridiculous."
Marinette rolled her eyes, annoyed by Chloé's dislike of getting her hands dirty.
"I haven't joined the cosmetology club yet, but they said they'd hold my stuff so it wouldn't get all dirty or soiled by all the makeup." Chloé commented.
"Fine by me!" Marinette spat. "Go ahead and take your things!"
Chloé turned back to Marinette, confused about her behavior, and Pollen wasn't sure about Marinette's attitude, either.
"Since cosmetology is such a passion for you, why not drag your fancy bed from the hotel over to that room and sleep there? Beauty sleep on steroids!" Marinette said, rolling her eyes.
"Hey, now you're crossing the line!" Chloé barked.
"Nothing new for you, Chloé." Marinette said, crossing one leg over the other and folding her arms.
"We've got trouble!" Nooroo shouted as he flew in through the window.
"Nooroo, what's going on?!" Tikki asked as the girls were surprised to see Nooroo come in, frantic.
"It's a disaster! Alya's under attack by Dark Cupid!" Nooroo declared.
"What?!" Marinette said.
"Dark Cupid?!" Chloé said.
"Yeah! Come on, we gotta go and help her now!" Nooroo said, with Pollen and Tikki ready to fight.
But Marinette, still upset with her friends, said, "Alya's got this covered. She's been trained by Anansi, so she should be able to handle it."
"Huh?!" Nooroo said, surprised.
"Amen to that," Chloé said as she continued gathering up her stuff. "Alya's barbaric enough to fight that guy on her own, and up to this point we've sent him packing."
"Are you insane, Chloé?! What's happened?!" Nooroo shouted.
"I'm busy, that's what happened. I gotta get back to the cosmetology club." Chloé said.
"Is that right? Don't let me keep you from getting your perfect French manicure even more perfect!" Marinette spat, angry.
The girls gave each other a humph and looked away.
"What?! NO! This can't be happening, can it?!" Nooroo squeaked, and Pollen and Tikki were looking worried, too.
Alya was still struggling to break free from the headlock, kicking her legs and trying to breath.
"So, you gonna show yourself, Love Angel?" Dark Cupid asked.
"E... Excuse me?!" Alya asked.
"I said the jig is up. I know you're a Love Angel!" Dark Cupid said as he shed his disguise.
Alya was shocked to see this guy attacking her and she thought, 'Dark Cupid?! How?!'
"I'm giving you two choices, little Love Angel. One: tell me where the Miraculous Something Four are and then get brainwashed by the akumas. Two: reject me and die!" Dark Cupid said before tightening his hold.
Alya screamed and she began to think, 'No choice! I'll blow my cover, but I'll show this guy not to mess with Rena Rouge!'
But as Alya looked down at her necklace, she saw that it had turned grey like stone and it seemed like it rusted a little bit, too.
Trixx was watching from her hiding spot and she was scared. Alya couldn't transform with her Miraculous in its current state!
'What?! No! The necklace is dead! I can't transform!' Alya thought, worried.
"Listen to me! Alya's done for if we don't hurry!" Nooroo said, urging the girls to take action.
"Quiet, Nooroo!" Marinette said. "This is Alya we're talking about. Her sister trained her in boxing. She can take care of herself."
"Come on, Chloé!" Nooroo said, trying to convince Chloé to help out.
Chloé groaned and said, "Nooroo, I said that there's nothing to worry about with Alya! Stop bothering me about this!"
Nooroo, devastated and about to cry, said, "What's gotten into you girls today?! You three used to be so tightly-knit. How can... How can something this small be the cause of such a big fight?!"
Nooroo started bawling, getting the girls' attention.
"Nooroo..." Tikki said.
"Don't cry, Nooroo!" Marinette said as she stood up and held the little kwami in her hands.
"If you're going to let Alya die because you three had an argument, then you'll be no better... No, you'll be even worse than the akumas who tossed me out!" Nooroo shouted, screaming.
"Worse than the akumas?!" Chloé screeched, indignant and angry.
"Do you really think you'll be able to protect the Miraculous Something Four if this is how the three of you behave?!" Nooroo said.
"The Miraculous Something Four?!" Chloé and Marinette said, looking at each other with fear.
"Nooroo's right! What are we doing, acting like babies?!" Marinette said.
"Yeah! Let's get going, Marinette!" Chloé said, ready to fight.
"Um, my queen!" Pollen said, scared. She was looking at Chloé's hair. "You may want to look in the mirror!"
"What, why?! Do I have a split end?! Is anything sticking out?!" Chloé shouted as she looked at the full-length mirror that they had in the club room.
But then Chloé noticed that her comb was rusted and stone-colored, too.
"No! My Miraculous!" Chloé shouted.
"It's not just your comb, Chloé!" Marinette said as she saw that her earrings were rusted and turned to stone, too. "Look, my Miraculous is dead, too!"
"What is going on here?!" Chloé said, freaking out.
"Nooroo hit the nail on the head, Love Angels." A voice said, and then Carapace appeared in a cloud of sparkles while the rest of the room turned yellow.
"Carapace!" Marinette said.
"Girls, remember how Master Fu said that the Miraculous Something Four, the symbols of peace for the entire universe, were being held in safekeeping in Castle Miracle in the angel realm?" Carapace asked.
"Yes." Marinette said.
"Well... That actually isn't true. The Miraculous Something Four aren't in the angel realm." Carapace said.
"Say what?!" The group of five asked.
"At some point, Mayura sent an army of wicked akumas to lead an assault on the angel realm." Carapace began.
The scene changed to the angel realm in a large orb of white light, and many akumas were attacking it from all sides.
"Their goal: destroy the angel realm and all of the love waves that it created." Carapace explained.
Akumas were attacking left and right, and they weren't about to stop any time soon.
"It was a long war," Carapace explained. Master Fu conjured up a giant turtle shield and started radiating large ripples of pink love waves from his body to defend the realm. "Master Fu created a barrier with the Turtle Miraculous to guard the realm from the attacks, but the akumas didn't give up, and it seemed like at some point they'd break through."
The old Master took the four objects and bubbled them up.
"So to protect the angel realm, Master Fu took a bold move: he chose to send the Miraculous Something Four down to the human realm." Carapace explained.
Master Fu blasted the white orbs out of the angel realm, along with many other white orbs and they all rained down on the human realm over the city of Paris, as a giant meteor shower.
Once the items landed, the glowing planet of the human realm radiated pink lines of love waves.
"Once they arrived in the human realm, they amplified and increased the strength of the love waves that were already there, and they were then sent back to the angel realm." Carapace continued.
The pink love waves zoomed up to the angel realm and blasted the akumas away from the angel realm. The love waves radiating from the human realm caused the angel realm to glow.
"This is how the angel realm has slipped from the akumas' grasp and stayed safe. And since there was no need for Master Fu to retain the Turtle Miraculous anymore because of this, he passed it on to me." Carapace ended.
"So because Master Fu sent the Miraculous Something Four down here, that's why Dark Cupid and the other akumas are attacking the human realm to try and find them." Marinette said.
"Exactly," Carapace said. "Master Fu believes in the love and friendship the three of you share, and that you can win any battle. He has complete faith that the three of you and the shared love will save the angel realm. The power of love, always so strong, dudettes."
"The power of love... Always so strong." Marinette said.
"So the three of you need to forgive each other, renew your friendship, and go and fight!" Carapace said before vanishing.
The girls were left in silence for a few seconds. Chloé said to Marinette, "I'm sorry, Marinette."
"Chloé?" Marinette asked.
"I was being so shallow and shortsighted. I was wrong about love and beauty's importance." Chloé said.
"Chloé..." Marinette said, smiling in remorse. "I wasn't acting very mature, either. I should be apologizing, too."
The girls' items changed back to their normal, perfectly polished selves, and they smiled.
"Perfect! Your Miraculouses are back to normal!" Tikki said.
"Now let us go out and save our noble angel of illusion!" Pollen said.
Marinette and Chloé smiled at each other and nodded.
Alya was thrown onto the ground by Dark Cupid and he stood above her as she was coughing and holding her throat in pain.
"Well, why not stop messing around and show us who you truly are: a Love Angel." Dark Cupid said.
Alya merely glared back before saying, "My name is Alya. Use it. And what kind of insane nonsense are you spouting?"
"Well, if that's the way you're going to play it, Love Angel, you'll die as a helpless human girl." Dark Cupid said as he conjured up his bow and arrow and took aim.
"Hey, whoever said I was helpless?!" Alya spat back, thinking, 'Damn it! Chloé, Marinette!'
A yo-yo zipped out and snagged the bow and arrow, and a voice said, "Hold it right there, akuma!"
The akumatized phone and Dark Cupid looked up to the road near the Seine and there were Ladybug and Queen Bee together, in their wedding gowns.
"So you've shown yourself, Ladybug?" Dark Cupid said, smirking.
"Queen Bee! Ladybug!" Alya said, smiling in relief.
"Bridal Change! Wedding Dress Transform!" Queen Bee and Ladybug shouted together.
"Angel Creation Ladybug!" "Angel Subjection Queen Bee!"
"Now for you to die, girls!" Dark Cupid said as he flew up to fight them off. He shot an arrow at them, but they both jumped out of the way, with Ladybug blocking the arrow with her shield.
A cloud of smoke and shoot billowed out from the space.
"Thank you!" Alya said as Trixx came out of hiding. "I should've known that you'd come through for me like the best friends that you are!"
Alya's necklace changed back to normal and Trixx said, "Hey, your Miraculous is usable again!"
"Time to show that evil cupid who's boss!" Alya said, standing up. "Cunning Wedding Flower!"
After changing into her gown, Rena Rouge took the next step.
"Angel Illusion Rena Rouge!" Rena Rouge declared before switching into her suit.
Ladybug fell on her rear while Queen Bee said, "Ladybug!"
"Take this!" Dark Cupid said as he shot another arrow. The girls braced themselves, but Rena Rouge jumped in front and started twirling her flute to block the arrow.
Rena stood up and said, "You can't keep this vixen down for long."
"Rena!" Ladybug said as Queen Bee helped her up.
"It's about time." Queen Bee said.
"Sorry I'm late." Rena said.
"Same here, Rena." Ladybug said.
"I'm sorry about everything." Queen Bee said.
"It's cool," Rena Rouge said. "But how about we kick some akuma ass?"
Rena Rouge blew her flute and started firing white pellets at the two akumas, shouting, "Mirage Bombard!"
Dark Cupid managed to dodge out of the way, but the akumatized phone got hit by the illusions.
"Venom Spin!" Queen Bee shouted as she spun her top. It started circling around the phone, and then the top's tip stung the phone, paralyzing it.
"Ladybug Bridal Blast!" Ladybug shouted as she shot her white love wave energy at the phone. It's expression turned happy before flying off into the sky.
"One day you'll fall, Angels!" Dark Cupid shouted before flying off.
"We did it!" The girls declared as they all held hands and started jumping up and down happily.
"I'm sorry, Marinette. I'll tell the newspaper club I can't help them out anymore." Rena Rouge said.
"Are you nuts, Alya? You're not the type to back out after promising something!" Ladybug said. "I'm proud that one of my BFF's got asked to help. And Chloé, it's amazing that the cosmetology club recognizes what you have to offer, too!"
"About time you saw it, Marinette." Queen Bee said, smiling and showing that she'd forgiven the girls.
"You two are my best friends! And I love you!" Ladybug said as she and the girls did a ring-around-the-rosy together, laughing.
Nooroo, happy the girls were friends again, smiled and happily said, "If that's not a relationship worth fighting for, I don't know what is!"
The girls were laughing and reveling in their renewed friendship under the sunset.
Whew, that was close. The girls' identities are intact, their friendship is stronger than ever, and now they've learned to never let it happen again lest their blow their cover!
Coming up, Marinette's usually the disorganized type with time-management problems, but this time Alya's the one having time trouble. The school's anniversary ceremony is coming up, but Alya's phone is acting wacky and she and Trixx wind up in a horrible future where Nino's hurt, and badly! And with a sense of deja vu happening the next day, Alya has to keep her pals in the loop!
And I have a few questions for you guys that I seriously need help. First thing's first: out of all the girls in Marinette's class (Alya, Lila, Chloé and Sabrina notwithstanding; they'll all have their parts in this story), which one of the girls strikes you as the one who's most likely to do tarot readings? I'm thinking Juleka.
Second off, which of these super villains do you think I should use for the next episode. Basically, this super villain steals other people's time from them. Should it be Timebreaker? Or the villain from the newest episode, Backwarder?
Time for a preview! This time we're going to see a bit of episode 14!
"Are you okay, Marinette?" Tikki asked from inside the clutch. Nooroo was worried, too.
"I know it was only a dream, you two, but losing my mother's ring is inexcusable. I can't let it happen in the waking world." Marinette said to her kwamis as she looked at her mother's ring.
A car pulled up on the side of the curb, and then Adrien stepped out of the car.
"Hey, Mariboo," Adrien said as he approached the girl. "So, what's the deal with the ring on your finger? Engaged or something?"
Marinette groaned and said, "No, and even if I was, I wouldn't be engaged to you."
Adrien chuckled and said, "Of course not. I'd never propose to you."
Marinette remembered how Adrien acted in her dream. She growled and said, "I'm leaving!"
She stomped away to get to school, but Adrien grabbed her wrist, saying, "Hey, wait, I..."
Marinette glared back at him and she said, "I'm serious, Adrien! I don't want to talk to you right now."