"I'm pumped for practice today," Alya cheered as she and Juleka walked towards the clubroom. Juleka smiled as she followed her upperclassmen, "I'm glad to hear it. Do you know if Marinette has come up with a new song for the winter festival?"

"She hasn't mentioned anything yet. She has been working on her portfolio for university though. But we already have several songs we can choose from. We don't need her to write a new one every year."

"True."

The girls entered the music hallway, sighing at the coldness the shadow brought. Despite being a couple days into autumn, the heat wave persisted across Paris. The classrooms were bearable because of the AC, but the outdoor hallways had felt like a boys locker room after gym. Marinette even said for P.E. they just reviewed health procedures to take during a heat wave and CPR. At least the girls dressed for the weather, the boys barely getting by in their shorts and t-shirts.

"I hope we have cold drinks today, that would be really nice with an éclair or cream puffs," Alya sighed.

"I wouldn't recommend that, otherwise your vocal chords will tense up," said Juleka.

"Then I won't practice signing today. Staying hydrated and cold should be more important."

"But won't we have an ac to keep us cold?"

Alya looked up, furrowing her eyebrows, "Do we have an AC?" She looked down at Juleka as they approached the club room.

"Do we not?"
"I can't remember using one in the clubroom before. Or really a heat wave like this before."

To answer their curiosity, Alya opened the door to the club room, only to hit by a heat wave. In the center of the room, the boys had completely striped their shirts and were laying under the desks for shade. Marinette sat in a corner of the room and the sun wasn't touching as she looked at the wall.

"Can't you boys put your shirts on," yelled Alya as she grabbed their shirts off the desk and tossed them at their feet.

"Only if you take them to the bathroom and dunk them in water," groaned Nino, trying to kick his shirt away. Alya groaned, looking over to the corner to see Juleka talking to Marinette, who refused to look back in their direction.

"What's her deal?"

"Nose bleed," answered Nino.

"100% my fault," smirked Adrien as he held up his hand for a fist bump with Nino, who totally missed.

"Fine, I will soak your shirts." Alya scooped the shirts off the ground, and was about to leave when the door opened again for Ms. Bustier.

"Oh dear, what are you even doing here," the woman groaned as she walked to the window.

"Don't!" The boys called out as she opened the window, the room spiking in temperature until she closed it.

"Curse you heat wave," grumbled Nino, moving his cap over his face. Until he realized it was too hot, so he moved it back to a pillow.

"Well, this isn't good," murmured Ms. Bustier as she examined the room.

"It was a storage space before, so it makes sense this room wouldn't have AC," said Adrien, feeling around the ground for his bag, which he left hanging on his chair. Ms. Bustier took pity on the boy, lowering backpack so he could reach inside and grab his sports bottle.

"So either we find a new place to practice while the heat wave continues," suggested Alya.

"Too hot to carry everything," answered Nino.

"Or call off practice."

"We have the winter show coming," said Marinette.

"Why not just ask the student government for an AC unit," asked Ms. Bustier, "Or a fan if they want to be stingy."

Everyone looked at Ms. Bustier.

"They can do that?"

"Classroom modifications have to be either approved by the school or student government. Getting a portable AC or fan would fall under student government."

"I'll go talk to Chloe!" Marinette jumped up, racing for the door.

"I'll go with her then," offered Alya as Juleka also ran out.

"And I have papers to grade," finished Ms. Bustier, leaving the boys alone in the club room. Only for Alya to realize she still had the boy's shirts.

"Dunk them yourselves," she yelled as she chucked them at the tables before running off. Boys.


Marinette led the girls to the student government room, Alya recalling only going there once before when Nino and Marinette fought last year.

"How's your nose," asked Alya, stepping up beside Marinette. There were still some leftover trails of blood around the edges.

"Boys," grumbled Marinette. "I should show up in a bathing suit next time."

"So if I may ask, why are you nose bleeding today over anytime we went to the beach."

"It's nose because of the boys. I get nosebleeds when it's hot and dry. YOu can even ask my mom."

"Alright, alright, but why were you hiding in the corner?"

"Nino's armpit hair… he doesn't use deodorant."

The girls covered their mouth as they tried not to gag, then Alya remembered she had touched his shirt.

"He's a sweater?"

"Oh yeah. Adrien, he uses deodorant and has been using a towel all day to wipe off sweat. Nino, he could give Tarzana a run for his money with his hygiene."

Juleka started coughing, Alya patting the girls back.

"I hope your brother isn't that bad."

"No, he uses deodorant. Otherwise he normally stays on the top deck on hot days."

"Lucky," whispered Marinette as she pushed open the door to the student government room. A few of the government members sat at tables that formed a U shape. The air conditioner was running at full force, the breeze a welcome relief to the girls.

"If you aren't here on government business, you need to leave," called out of the officials.

"Um, no, we're here," started Marinette as she panicked. She looked back to Alya and Juleka for help, Juleka hiding behind Alya.

"Our club room doesn't have an AC. Do you guys have a fan or portable AC we could use?"

The few members paying attention looked at each other, "All club rooms have AC."

"That's because their clubroom was a storage room, idiots." Chloe stepped up behind the two students, flipping her ponytail. "You would think you would know about the Light Music Club taking up the Music Storage No. 2."

"Sorry Chloe." "Our mistake, we'll see what we have." The two students scurried off.

"Underclassmen I take it," asked Alya.

Chloe nodded as she sat on a desk, "hard workers, but still learning things. And we had too many students come in to complain about the heat. Sorry, but the student government is not responsible for changing thermostats."

"How's being Junior class president," asked Marinette.

"Good, I have more responsibilities now. Plus helping other clubs try some collaboration events this year, like your whole theater deal last year. Should be fun." From the tone in Chloe's voice, fun sounded like the opposite.

"Sorry," the girls mumbled as the underclassmen returned.

"We found a fan!"

Chloe immediately changed to all smiles, "Good job!"

The two younger students beamed before passing the fan over to the girls.

"That should work until the heatwave is over. If not, have Nino submit a formal request for a portable AC." Chloe walked over to an organizer filled with papers, taking one out and handing it to Juleka. The girls looked at the fan that had been tossed into Alya's hands. Hopefully this thing would work.


"That feels good," Adrien's voice vibrated as they all crammed around the fan the student government gave them. Except Nino, he was banned to corner.

"Why can't I have some the fan too?"

"You smell," announced Alya, who unfortunately got a whiff when Nino put back on his shirt. She nearly through up.

"Then at least spread out so the air goes around the room, not just in your faces."

The others ignored him, enjoying their fan.

"Hey!"

Nino tapped his foot impatiently, no one moving from their spot in front of the fan. He got up from his spot and moved the fan away from everyone before turning it on max.

"No everyone can sha-," he stared as the fan began rattling on the floor. Suddenly the cover popped off, the propeller flyer off and around the room.

"My drums!" Nino ran for his drums to protect them as everyone else took cover under the desks.

The propeller hit the door as it started to open, bouncing it against the wall and dropping to the floor as Chloe opened the door. Chloe and the rest of the club members looked at the broken fan, Adrien reaching over and turning it off.

Chloe glared at them, "get me a formal request for a portable ac by the end of the day." As quickly as she came, she slammed the door shut, everyone sighing in relief.


"And done," announced the janitor as they finished connecting the portable AC to the window. Nino had taken all of a minute to fill out the form, then attempted to turn it in to the student government room. Only for Chloe to tell him to take a shower.

The club decided to hold off meetings at the club room until the AC was installed, but Alya saw Adrien visit Marinette's house anyway. And Nino. And Juleka. Even Alya visited Marinette during the week the club was out of commission. Sometime all together, or sometimes separately. Cookies and iced tea was available to all who came.

A week later, the AC was finally being installed.

"Just remember to turn it off before you leave for the day," the janitor warned as he left the club, the students waving him off.

"Finally, some cold air." Alya stretched as they settled into her seat.

"And that thing sure works fast, it feels colder in here already," added Nino.

Everyone nodded as Adrien started pouring the tea. They kept sitting, Alya feeling something off about the situation.

"Guys, doesn't it feel a little too cold," asked Marinette.

"Stop whining, it feels great. Girls just don't need lower temperatures like guys do," said Nino.

"Plus once we start practicing, we'll probably be glad to have it this cold," added Adrien.

Nino looked over to Adrien, slightly baffled, "Is it cold to you?"

"A little."

Nino frowned then walked over to the AC unit, turning up the temperature.

"Better?"

"Still cold, but give it a minute, it will adapt."

Nino nodded, leaning against the window.

The club sat in silence, drinking their tea.

"Huh."

Everyone looked over to Nino as he looked out the window.

"The leaves are falling."

Everyone ran to the window to see the browning leaves against a grey sky. They looked to each other to see everyone dressed in fall appropriate clothes.

They all returned to the table, Nino turning off the AC as he sat down.