Alright, here we go!
Winter's rolling around, so Marinette is knitting a muffler for Luka while teaching the others how to knit, too. But Lila/Volpina is up to her tricks, conjuring up an akuma that creates doors that transports everyone to different places. Not good!
At the Dupain-Cheng household, Marinette was up in her bedroom in her pajamas.
She sitting on her chaise lounge while knitting something with baby blue woolen yarn, while the ball was sitting on the floor next to a knitting supply bag. The fashion designer had a book on her lap. Tikki and Nooroo were sleeping on the lounge.
"Okay, next step..." Marinette murmured.
Nooroo, tossing and turning, rolled into Tikki before falling into the bag.
"Ah!" Nooroo shouted. He and Tikki started bonking into each other, trying to get out of the bag.
"Hey! Nooroo, Tikki!" Marinette shrieked a bit as she looked into the bag. "Are you two okay?!"
"We're fine," Tikki replied as she and her butterfly kwami buddy flew out of the bag. The red kwami yawned loudly and asked, "But Marinette, do you have any idea what time it is?"
"No, why?" Marinette questioned.
Nooroo pressed his hand on the spacebar button on the computer keyboard, waking the computer up from sleep.
"It's past midnight! You should be in bed by now." Nooroo reported.
"Wow, I can't believe I lost track of time like that," Marinette spoke. "I've been at this since... What, seven? Over five hours! That's nuts. I still want to get more done, though..."
"I'm still having a hard time believing that you've finished that much. That wasn't even distinguishable when you first started earlier." Tikki praised.
"Thanks, Tikki," Marinette said before hugging it close. "I've started knitting this muffler with my own two hands for Luka. I can't wait to give it to him once it's done!"
"What do you want to happen, Marinette?" Tikki enthusiastically asked.
"Well, when I give him the muffler..." Marinette swooned.
Luka was wearing the baby blue muffler around his neck, and smiling at Marinette.
"Marinette, this is amazing, it's so well-made! I feel every little bit of love you've put into this muffler! And it matches my color scheme, too." Luka spoke.
"It matches your eyes, actually," Marinette shyly replied. "I knew that color would work!"
'Then what?' Tikki asked.
'Then...' Marinette began.
Luka took the longer end of the muffler and wrapped it around Marinette's neck.
"I want to share this gift with the extraordinary girl who made it for me." Luka said before pulling her closer.
'Luka and I can share the muffler.' Marinette squealed.
Marinette snuggled up against Luka and she leaned her head against his chest. But she noticed that her muffler was longer than she remembered. She looked down the other end...
"Hey, Mariboo!" Adrien said with a wave. The rest of the muffler was around his neck.
"AAAH!" Marinette screamed.
*POOF*
"UGH!" Marinette moaned as she kept knitting. "Why is it that every time I have a good Luka fantasy, Adrien has to go and interrupt it?!"
Marinette felt resistance in the yarn, and she looked down to see her red kwami was sitting on the yarn ball.
"Tikki, what are you doing?" Marinette giggled.
"Trying to get you to stop and sleep, silly!" Tikki laughed, but she saw Nooroo playing with one of the red yarn balls that Marinette had made.
"Wanna play?" Nooroo asked before throwing the yarn at Tikki. She giggled, caught the yarn and then threw it back to Nooroo.
"Hey, be careful!" Marinette laughed. "What are you two, kittens?!"
The kwamis laughed in response along with their owner.
"But I guess it is time for me to hit the hay. Wanna make sure I'm fighting fit for class, and any akuma attacks." Marinette yawned before putting her project in the bag.
She turned out the lights, bid her kwamis a good sleep, and climbed up to her loft bed before letting sleep hit her.
At school the next day...
"Ta-da!" Marinette said, presenting her project. The design was teal blue with some black thrown in as an accent, with a very complex textured cable stitch. "Check it out! This muffler's almost done!"
"That's awesome, girl," Alya praised. "That's a lot of progress for only one night."
"Thanks, Alya," Marinette said as she examined her friend's project. "And you seem to be making some headway, too."
Alya's muffler was a simple garter stitch, and she used orange yarn that was made with alternating shades of orange and white in it.
"Not as much as you, but still a decent amount." Alya sighed.
"Well, you two seem to be doing fine on your projects," Chloé said as she approached, hands behind her back. "Not like me."
"What do you mean by that, Chloé?" Marinette asked. "You didn't get the butler or your mom to help you out with yours, right?"
"Ugh, no way! We were clear that if you taught me how to knit, I would be doing it all by myself," Chloé insisted. "You'll be as surprised as I was by my ability."
"I can't wait to see what you've come up with, Chloé." Alya said.
"Can you show us what you've gotten done so far?" Marinette requested.
Chloé looked hesitant and worried for a brief second before regaining composure.
"No way," Chloé spoke, turning her face away. "Showing you unfinished product? Not happening, girls. Come on, Marinette, you know that's poor form for fashion design."
Alya noticed that Chloé was holding something behind her back - a knitting bag.
"Oh, your bag!" Marinette said as she took it and started looking around.
"Hey! Marinette, don't-... Oh, crap." Chloé spoke, then face-palmed when she saw Marinette had found... Whatever it was.
It was made of yellow sparkle yarn, but it was crap handiwork. It was small, almost like it was still in its beginning stages. There were stitches dropped in several places, huge gaps in some spots, and some attempts at switching color yarns were clearly botched.
"...You're right. I'm surprised at how poorly-done this is." Marinette stated, giving Chloé a look that said, "Are you for real?"
"It's just a work in progress!" Chloé protested, blushing.
"Didn't you say you were trying to knit yourself a cardigan?" Alya asked, crossing her arms.
"In the beginning," Chloé admitted, her brain conjuring up images of her failures. "But then I screwed up the directions Marinette gave me, so I decided to make it into a blazer..."
"And then what?" Marinette asked.
"But I botched that up, too, so I tried turning it into a vest, but then that didn't turn out the way I planned, either." Chloé admitted.
"Were you even paying attention to Marinette's instructions, Chloé?" Alya asked.
"Of course I was!" Chloé insisted as her visual story kept going. "And once my vest idea went in the trash, I decided to go the muffler route like you two, but even that didn't go well, so I switched gears to try and make them into mittens."
"But those have fingers." Marinette commented.
"I know!" Chloé spat in frustration. "A little bee wouldn't stop buzzing about that, so I decided to turn them into mittens. Yet again, it didn't work, so now it's a wool handkerchief!"
Chloé hung her head in shame while Alya and Marinette were looking at the failed product.
"W-Well, it's not the worst I've ever seen. Maybe I can help fix it from here?" Marinette suggested.
"Please!" Chloé pleaded.
"Hey, what are you three talking about?" Lila piped up, approaching the girls. "Oh, what's this you're doing? May I join in and do it, too?"
Chloé changed the subject and said, "Hey, isn't it almost time for lunch, girls?"
"Yeah, it is," Alya agreed. "Shall we go and eat, then?"
"Let's go," Marinette said before saying, "See you, Lila."
The girls left Lila alone, and the disguised akuma awkwardly said, "Well, fine, then. I know when I'm not wanted."
As the girls made to leave the classroom, Adrien stopped by. He said, "Hey, Mariboo?"
"Oh, hi Adrien," Marinette casually said. "So, what's up?"
"Listen, maman's been talking about holding a design competition," Adrien explained to her. "You want to be a fashion designer, right? You should enter it."
"I should?" Marinette questioned.
"I've seen your work," Adrien said. "I think you've got a really good chance of winning it."
"Really?" Marinette asked, delighted at the praise. "So, what other details of the competition are there?"
"Great!" Adrien said. "The subject is derby hats, and..."
While Marinette and Adrien were talking, Lila was watching, her fists balled, growling, and fire in her eyes.
'What the hell?! So Marinette's making a move on MY Adrien, huh?!' Lila thought, her teeth grit.
She snuck over to Marinette's knitting bag, looked around to see if anyone was watching, and slipped her hand in. Recognizing the hand didn't belong to Marinette, Tikki and Nooroo squeezed themselves against the walls of the bag.
"What is she doing?!" Nooroo mouthed to Tikki.
Tikki mouthed back, "I don't know!"
The kwamis balked when they saw Lila grab the muffler and pull it out.
"Aha, here it is," Lila said, glowering at it. "So, she thinks she can steal Adrien away from me by giving him a handmade muffler?! We'll see about that."
Lila took the needle out and made to unravel it...
"HEY!" Alya shouted, her phone out. She and Chloé were approaching, angry looked on their faces. Chloé was coming from behind Lila, meanwhile Alya was coming from Lila's right. "What do you think you're doing?!"
"Looks like she's trying to wreck Marinette's muffler," Chloé said, angrily. "You do realize that fashion designers hate when their work is tampered with, RIGHT?"
"Yeah! How dare you try and do that?!" Alya said as she revealed that she had a video of Lila stealing the muffler out of the bag on her phone, including everything Lila said.
"Yeah! Marinette worked her ass off on that!" Rose roared. "How could you? That's so mean!"
"Not cool, Lila. Not cool." Juleka agreed.
Lila scrambled to put the muffler back in the bag, then stood up and stammered, "Um, well, it's so well-made that I-I wanted to take it apart a little bit to see how she did it."
"Oh, really?" Alix asked, her arms crossed and looking at Lila in rage. "I don't believe that for one second!"
The others were glaring at Lila, all agreeing with Alix.
"It's a beautiful muffler. I don't think I've ever seen one that wasn't commercially-made that looks so professional. So... I..." Lila began, trying to cover up her deed.
"If you admired it so much, then why didn't you just ask Marinette to teach you how to knit instead of stealing her muffler and trying to destroy it?" Alya interrogated.
Instead of answering, Lila just slipped away, running out of the room.
Later on, Marinette and company were talking with the rest of the girls about knitting. They even informed Marinette of Lila's attempt to ruin her work.
"Thanks for looking out for me, you guys," Marinette said, before an idea dawned on her. "Hey, why don't we all get together and have a knitting party here in the classroom later? I can teach you guys how to knit."
"Great idea," Myléne agreed. "We can talk and knit at the same time!"
"I don't think knitting and talking at once is something I can do." Rose said.
"You don't stop talking when you get the chance, Rose." Alya laughed.
The others laughed, too.
"Let's get together with our knitting supplies here in the classroom after school. What do you think?" Marinette suggested.
"Great idea," Chloé agreed. "Lord only knows I need help. Marinette, you have got to coach me!"
"Sure thing, Chloé, but make sure to try a few things on your own, too." Marinette said.
"Whatever." Chloé agreed.
Lila was spying on them, peeking into the room and eavesdropping on them. But as she kept listening, she growled at being excluded from the events.
She went to the stairwell, saying, "Now I'm angry!"
She changed back into Volpina, took her flute out and blew into it. Black lightning struck into the room, and a small creature that looked like a sliding door with arms and legs, and a face appeared.
"I answer your summons, Lady Volpina," The door creature spoke. "I am Doorman!"
Doorman looked at Volpina, saw she was upset, and said, "Ah, I see you're angry. I shall get rid of your trigger right now, my lady!"
He stood in such a way that it was almost like he disappeared, much to Volpina's discomfort.
Back in the classroom, Rose and Juleka came into the room, each with knitting bags in hand.
"Oh, looks like Marinette and the others aren't here yet," Rose said as she and Juleka went to the bench to knit. "Let's get started, Juleka! I'm having some trouble with this simple cable stitch..."
Juleka wasn't paying any attention, instead looking at the front of the room where Mlle. Bustier's desk was. Instead of the desk and blackboard, there was a sliding door in its place.
"A sliding door?" Juleka muttered.
Rose and Juleka went up to investigate. The two of them approached the door, and Rose said, "I don't remember a sliding door here. It's weird."
"I wonder..." Juleka murmured as she opened the sliding door... to reveal a dimensional rift in dark purple with white and black swirls.
"Uh-oh!" Rose spoke.
But before she and Juleka could escape, the door interior flashed white, they were captured in the threshold, and then the door flipped, throwing them into the dimensional rift.
The girls screamed.
"I am Doorman! Welcome to MY world!" Doorman's voice echoed from nowhere.
"What's going on?!" Rose squealed.
"Have fun in my world! Just don't flip out!" Doorman said.
Chloé opened the door to the classroom and said, "I'm here."
She saw that Alix was in the room, looking at the table in concern. She then looked up at Chloé, and said, "Hey, Chloé."
"Where are the others?" Chloé asked as she aproached the table.
"Rose and Juleka should've been here by now," Alix reported. "I wonder where they could be?"
"Maybe they flaked and went home?" Chloé suggested.
"No way, their knitting stuff is still here." Alix stated, pointing out the knitting bags that were still on the table.
"Alright, then..." Chloé began as she started looking around, only to notice the door. "Hold on..."
She and Alix approached the door, and Chloé said, "I don't remember this door being here before."
'And I think I know why...' Chloé thought. She reached inside her bag to see if she could sneak Pollen out for a confirmation, but...
"Neither do I," Alix agreed before reaching for it. "Let's see..."
"Are you stupid?! Don't-" Chloé warned.
Too late. Alix slid the door open, revealing the other dimension again, and now she and Chloé were inside, the purple, black, and white swirling around them.
"What is this?!" Alix shouted.
"I am Doorman! Welcome to my world!"
"What do you want from us?!" Chloé demanded.
"Have a good time! And please, don't flip out!" Doorman yelled as another door appeared.
It slowly opened, and the girls were blinded by white light.
Alix and Chloé found themselves in the middle of a jungle. They were trudging around, trying to find a way out, everything. They had to duck giant bugs, the occasional wild animal, and the weather.
"Exactly how long have we been walking around in this place?!" Chloé complained. "It feels like it's been hours! And my hair is frizzing up!"
"Forget about that," Alix snipped, sarcastic as ever. "How are we going to get home?!"
Chloé saw another door on a tree up ahead, and she said, "Ugh, finally! Another door!"
Chloé ran up to the door, opened it, but instead of the classroom, they were standing on a shallow cliff overlooking the ocean. There was a lighthouse behind them, and on the stormy, turbulent waters was a boat.
"Oh, are you kidding me?!" Chloé shouted. "Where are we now?! Maine?! And now I'm getting this stupid urge to sing sea shanties!"
"Every door you open will lead you to another world." Doorman explained from out of nowhere. "It's so much fun, just don't flip out!"
Chloé groaned before face-palming.
On a beach in another world, Rose and Juleka were standing in front of another door that was just standing upright on the beach, without any rocks or whatever as a threshold.
"How many doors does this make?" Rose asked Juleka, who just shrugged in response.
Rose opened the next door, and in the next instant, the two of them were surrounded by holstein cows in a pasture in the middle of the Swiss Alps.
"Eek! What do all these cows want?!" Rose screamed as she hugged Juleka, listening to the alphorn that was being played off in the distance.
Back in the classroom, Marinette and Alya had come in.
"Hey girl," Alya said. "The girls are gone."
The kwamis came out of hiding as they went over to the table to investigate.
"Why would they have left without taking their knitting supplies with them?" Tikki questioned aloud.
"Chloé's stuff is here, too." Trixx pointed out.
"They couldn't have just up and left and went home." Marinette stated.
"I don't think they did - look!" Alya said, pointing out the door.
"A sliding door?" Marinette said. "And not only that, I don't remember this being here before."
"Neither do I." Alya agreed.
"Be careful!" Nooroo shouted as he came in front of the girls. "I'm sensing wicked energy from this door!"
He flew in front of the door, flew around it like a fly over a stale pile of cookie batter, and turned around.
"We've got a problem! This was created by an akuma servant called Doorman, who's capable of controlling dimensions." Nooroo informed.
"Dimensions?" Tikki asked.
"Anyone who enters this door winds up caught in an insane labyrinth of other worlds." Nooroo added.
"So this door connects to other worlds?" Alya summarized.
"Bingo!" Nooroo stated.
"So, Chloé, Alix, Rose..." Marinette began.
"They've stepped through this door into another world!" Nooroo stated.
"Not good," Alya said. "We'd better go in and get them."
"Bad idea!" Nooroo protested. "If you and Lady Marinette go in there, you'll get stuck in that labyrinth of other worlds, too! You won't be able to get out!"
"Do you have any better ideas, Nooroo?" Trixx asked.
"No..." Nooroo admitted in shame. "But we need to find a way to rescue them and fast! So long as they stay in there, the most lost they'll get in that maze."
"What are we going to do?" Tikki asked aloud.
Marinette's face lit up as if a lightbulb went off in her head, and she said, "I have an idea! Alya, you know that old story "Hansel and Gretel?""
"Yeah, so?" Alya questioned.
"Remember how the siblings used a trail of pebbles to get back home when they were abandoned in the woods the first time?" Marinette asked. "Why don't we try the same thing, only we use a lengthy string instead of rocks or stones?"
"Go on..." Trixx spoke.
"Okay, we take a long string and tie it tightly near the entrance of the door, and we just keep holding on to it as we go through the labyrinth," Marinette explained, as a visual fantasy explaining the scenario appeared over her head. "Once we find Chloé and the others, we just follow the string to get back out!"
"Awesome idea, girl!" Alya said, and the two of them shared a fist bump. "Now all we need is the string."
Marinette nodded and took her muffler out of the bag. Everyone looked at it and realized what Marinette intended.
"Marinette, you're not thinking of unraveling it, are you?" Alya asked. "You worked so hard on it, and it's almost done!"
"Alya, do you see anything else around here that would work that wouldn't involve wrecking anyone else's projects without their permission?" Marinette questioned.
"No." Alya replied.
"This isn't a big deal," Marinette insisted. "I can always start over. Our friends are in trouble, we need to rescue them, so this is a small sacrifice to pay."
"Oh, how selfless of you, Lady Marinette!" Nooroo cried, tears pouring out like a fountain.
Alya had opened the door. Meanwhile, Marinette had unraveled a good portion of her muffler, and tied the end of it to one of the table legs.
"This should do it. Let's go!" Marinette said.
The group went into the door, the string trailing behind them. They were walking through the dimensional rift, and more string was coming out of Marinette's knitting back. Inside, Trixx, Nooroo, and Tikki were unraveling the muffler.
"Who knew unraveling was so much fun?" Nooroo laughed.
"Nooroo, show a little respect!" Trixx insisted.
"Yeah! Marinette worked so hard on this!" Tikki added.
"Sorry..." Nooroo wilted.
Marinette held the yarn strand in her hand, and looked at it, depressed. Her mind was conjuring up the memories that she had of making the muffler. Asking her dad to help her turn the yarn she bought into balls, showing Alya and Chloé how to knit (with Chloé struggling and the kwamis sitting and offering advice), and several sleepless nights getting it done.
"Don't worry, girl," Alya said, her hand on Marinette's shoulder. "You're a top-notch designer. You'll start over and get it finished lickety-split."
"Thanks, Alya," Marinette thanked, perking up. "Now let's get going and get our friends back!"
Outside, Volpina had appeared in a puff of fox fire in the classroom. She approached the door.
"Good, looks like they've all gone into Doorman's labyrinth," Volpina stated. But she noticed the string tied to the table. She knelt down to examine it. "What's this?"
She plucked it like plucking the string on a guitar or harp, and it vibrated. She also saw that it was going inside the door.
Her eyes narrowed in suspicion before standing up. She said, "I wonder..."
She entered the door.
Marinette and Alya were walking through the alpine area, shouting names.
"JULEKA! CHLOÉ!" Marinette shouted.
"WHERE ARE YOU GIRLS?!" Alya hollered.
"JULEKA!" Marinette screamed.
"MARINETTE!" Rose shouted from up over a hill.
Rose and Juleka were running towards them from over the hill, waving at them.
"Marinette! Alya, you have no idea how happy we are to see you!" Rose wailed as she and Juleka ran to the others and leaped on to them, giving them hugs.
"You're okay!" Alya spoke.
"It's okay, we're here to get everyone out of here." Marinette said as Rose broke the hug.
"Really?!" Rose squealed.
"Yep," Marinette confirmed, pointing out her string. "Just follow the string and you'll get back to our world without any problem."
"But... That's your muffler." Rose said.
"Screw it, getting everyone back home more important," Marinette insisted. "Hurry and go. We'll be back soon."
Rose and Juleka gave a nod before running off, following the string.
"Be careful out there!" Alya shouted.
"Let's keep going, come on!" Marinette shouted, as she and Alya kept running.
A little while later, they'd encountered yet another door and now they were in a desert environment. They were standing in the middle of some dunes, and Marinette was at the end of her string.
Alya had unraveled part of her muffler and tied the end of the string to Marinette's.
"Too bad we couldn't have done this on just my yarn." Marinette spoke.
"No biggie, girl," Alya stated. "Kwamis, unravel away!"
"Yay!" Nooroo cheered as he flew for the muffler. The other kwamis started to undo the knitting, too.
"MARINETTE! ALYA!" Alix shouted from the distance.
The kwamis ducked and hid.
Alix ran over to the girls, holding her rollerblades in her hands, having switched them out for her sneakers.
"Thank GOD!" Alix said, breathing a sigh of relief. "Chloé and I got separated a little way's back. I've been on my own for awhile."
"Don't worry," Alya said, showing Alix the string system. "Just follow the string and you'll get back to the classroom without any problem."
"What about you two?" Alix questioned.
"We're going to find Chloé first, then get back," Marinette said. "Now go on, hurry."
"Thanks! See you back there!" Alix said before taking off after the yarn.
Back at the beach area, Rose and Juleka ran out of the door and kept going, running after the string.
But Volpina was watching from a nearby boulder further up the way.
"So, all you have to do is follow the string to get back to the real world," Volpina spoke in a growl before approaching the string. She held up her flute and magically turned it into a pair of craft scissors. "But not for long."
Chloé had found herself in a snowy environment, but she was lying on her stomach in the snow, and it was piling up on her. She was shivering, as was Pollen.
"Damn it... Is this how it ends?!" Chloé asked, her teeth chattering. "Why didn't I knit a sweater or something?!"
"S-S-Stay strong, my q-q-queen!" Pollen pleaded, shivering. "Bees don't survive in the cold."
But Chloé ended up falling asleep.
After what seemed like an infinite amount of time, Chloé found herself feeling warm while her body felt like it was in a different position.
"Chloé... Chloé, wake up!" Marinette voice shouted in the distance.
"My queen, you must awake!" Pollen hollered.
Chloé stirred, only to find herself lying in the snow, her head on Marinette's lap, and looking up at her friends and the kwamis.
"Ugh... What happened?!" Chloé asked, sitting up.
"We found you buried in the snow." Marinette explained.
"Good thing Pollen was buzzing as loud as she was, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to find and dig you up, Chloé." Alya added.
"Thanks, girls." Chloé thanked, smiling at her friends.
"Everything's going to be fine!" Nooroo cheered, only for him to get yanked by the string.
He shouted, and the other kwamis pulled back on the string to get him back, a la tug-o-war. They breathed a sigh of relief once they got back.
"Is everything okay?" Marinette asked.
"Something's tugging the other end!" Tikki reported.
"What?!" The girls shouted.
On the beach, Volpina was trying to cut the yarn, but it wasn't as straightforward as it looked. In fact, it was like she was using heavy-duty shears on a 4 inch thick stake of wood. She forced the scissors to cut as hard as she could, tried yanking it around to try and make a cut, but no luck.
She yanked again, only for pink lightning to shock her through the string. She screamed, and the energy was strong enough that one could see her skeleton for a split second. She fell over on to her back, sat up, and coughed out smoke.
"What the hell was that?!" Volpina spat. "DOORMAN!"
On cue, her servant appeared.
"At your service, Lady Volpina," Doorman said. "So, you want this yarn severed? No problem!"
He conjured up a pair of bolt cutters and tried cutting the yarn, but the pink electricity zapped him, too.
The yarn was charged with the same pink energy, and on the other end where the angels were, they and their kwamis were pulling on the yarn, determined. Their hands were charging the yarn with the power of their love.
"Someone's really trying to cut that yarn!" Nooroo reported.
"There's no way they can cut it!" Alya said with a smile.
"We knitted our hearts, souls, and passion into every single stitch of these mufflers!" Marinette added.
"This isn't just your average discount yarn!" Chloé agreed. "It's filled with Marinette and Alya's true feelings for the intended recipients!"
"Not to mention the ever-powerful love waves!" Nooroo laughed.
Doorman had switched out the bolt cutters for a chainsaw, turned it on high, and hammered down on the yarn. But yet again, the love waves sent an electric shock through both Doorman and Volpina, who was also holding the yarn.
The two akumas collapsed on the sand, their eyes spirals, and dizzy.
The group was following the yarn, and they came upon the beach area.
"Aha!" Nooroo shouted, pointing out the akumas. "Doorman dead ahead! And Volpina's there, too!"
"So Doorman and the Rena Rouge rip-off were the ones trying to sever the yarn, huh?" Rena said.
"We're not going to be forgiving this evil any time soon!" Queen Bee said.
"Copies, attack!" Doorman shouted, firing off multiple duplicates of himself at the angels. They evaded the attack.
"Bridal Change Go! Wedding Dress Transform!" "Angel Creation Ladybug!" "Angel Illusion Rena Rouge!" "Angel Subjection Queen Bee!"
"We've put our hearts into our craft," Ladybug said, holding a pair of knitting needles. "We've knitting mufflers filled with love. It was a tragedy to unravel them on our own."
"So sad." Rena agreed.
"Now I'm mad!" Ladybug said as she put her needles away and started spinning her yo-yo.
"Fine by me," Volpina giggled, taking her flute out. "I've been looking around for you, too!"
She played her flute, conjured up crystal projectiles, and fired them at the angels, who either blocked or dodged.
"Go for it, Queen Bee!" Ladybug shouted.
"I'll never forget the pain I felt when I nearly died in the snow!" Queen Bee said. She summoned up her baton, shouting, "Bride's Bashfulness! Honey Star Shower!"
Volpina braced herself, but Doorman got in front of her.
"Get out of here, Lady Volpina!" Doorman instructed.
Volpina conjured up a portal and slipped through, just as the Honey Star Shower hit doorman, barely missing the imposter fox.
Rena Rouge got her wand out before shouting, "Love's Tribute Candle! Miraculous Fantasies!"
Doorman was directly hit by the fox lights, but he groaned out, "I'm not done!"
He opened his mouth and fired more akuma energy at the girls.
Ladybug had taken out her crystal, shouting, "Lady's Crystal!"
The crystal absorbed the energy inside, and it started glowing brightly.
"Engagement Present! Lady's Crystal, L'amour Pour Vous!" Ladybug shouted as she fired the white love waves at Doorman.
Landing a direct hit on Doorman, his facial expression went from a sinister scowl to a happy smile. He then said, "Love opens the door to so many great things! I'll be a door that brings people together!"
He evaporated into the sky in a cloud of sparkles.
The angels were standing on the beach, satisfied with their work. But an earthquake started immediately.
"What's going on?!" Rena asked.
"With Doorman gone, the dimensional labyrinth is gonna collapse!" Ladybug spoke as the beach disappeared into the purple-black dimensional rift.
"Look, an opening!" Nooroo pointed out, showing the girls another door.
"Let's run for it!" Ladybug shouted as the trio sprinted for the exit.
In a flash of white, everything was back to normal. Minus the angels, the girls in the classroom were asleep.
Alix stirred and woke up. Now alert, she stood up and shouted, "NO! Not the door! Marinette!"
"What's the matter, Alix?" Marinette asked as she put her knitting down.
"What's the matter?!" Alix asked before pointing to the wall. "On the inside of that sliding door's... Hang on..."
The door was gone.
"What are you talking about, Alix? Maybe you were dreaming or something?" Marinette suggested.
"It wasn't a dream! I'm serious!" Alix insisted.
"Ugh, your chin's wet, Alix." Chloé pointed out.
"Yuck!" Alix spat.
Outside the school, Lila was walking away from the building. She was thinking, 'Queen Mayura's right. The Love Angels have to be students at this school. When we meet again, they'll learn a painful lesson.'
She smirked as she continued to leave for her hideout.
With the girls, Marinette and Alya were looking at their yarn balls in disappointment.
"It's too bad that this is all that's left of my muffler," Marinette spoke. "But it's not the end of the world. I can always start over."
"Of course," Alya said. "And I'm sure Adrien would've appreciated the thought anyway!"
"...It wasn't for Adrien," Marinette stated. "I was gonna give it to Luka."
"Oh, really?" Chloé teased with a smile. "You and Adrien were getting pretty chatty earlier today."
"He was just telling me about a derby hat contest, and I'm already thinking of some ideas for it," Marinette informed, blushing. "Anyway back to the knitting needles the minute I get home and finish my homework. 'Kay?"
"Okay, girl. Just don't pull another late night like last night, okay?" Alya requested.
"Promise." Marinette agreed as the girls laughed.
Okay, that's that for this one! I'm sure for everyone, seeing Lila getting caught in the act and being unable to dig herself out was nothing short of satisfying. Certainly was for me. And writing this chapter made me want to go back to knitting!
Coming up, Marinette and Adrien have a few more moments, and yet again, the school winds up under attack at the hands of Volpina, including a giant butterfly monster, forcing Carapace to intervene! But this time, the romance between our resident real vixen and our teen turtle is the focus!