Juleka wasn't exactly certain what happened. She had been sitting at lunch with the Light Music Club since Mylene and Ivan were sitting with the Theater club today. While eating the school provided food, an argument arose from three students.

"Oh pul-lease, a basketball court is not as big as a football field. We would totally cream you," announced a girl with bright pink hair, several other students at her table echoing her sentiment.

"And half of your players are just standing around, while everyone in basketball is active. Basketball is a more challenging sport," retorted a boy with a blond faux hawk. The red-head beside him agreed, as did the other students at his table.

"Stay out of this swimmer. You're just biased because he's your boyfriend," the pink girl challenged, earning a gasp from several students.

"Hardly, swimming of course would be harder than either of your sports, but in a competition between basketball and football, basketball would win."

The fauxhawk boy side hugged the red head, smirking at the pink haired girl.

"Dude! Odine just said, 'Swimming is better than basketball'," one of the other basketball players brought up.

"Well, we're not talking about swimming and basketball, we're talking about Basketball and football. Besides, basketball is obviously the best sport."

"No football is!"

"American football!"

"Lacrosse!"

"Volleyball!"

"Fencing!"

Several other voices chimed in with their own sport, the noise in the cafeteria rising as more people joined the argument.

"Do you think we'll get an actual food fight," asked Alya, recording the event on her phone.

"I hope so, I wouldn't want my whole high school experience to go without having a food fight," said Adrien, ready at a moment's notice to toss the food off his tray and into the fray should it start.

Juleka looked over to Marinette and Nino, who had both taken to hiding under the table. Nino quickly pulled Juleka under the table with them.

"Is this really necessary," she asked as she watched the tension rising from underneath the table.

Marinette gestured to two newcomers to their table underground: Marc and Nathaniel.

"The three fighting are Kim Le Chien, Alix Kubel, and Ondine Soares," explained Nino, "Kim and Alix have had a rivalry ever since elementary school, sometimes resulting in fist fights or food fights. Ondine joined the arguments in eighth grade, and Kim and Ondine started dating in ninth grade. Everyone thought it was a love triangle, but that ended up being false. So now we're stuck with a two versus one match up for every argument, which has escalated things a lot quicker."

"Just be thankful you don't share a class with the three of them," whispered Marinette, huddled into herself.

Nino and Nathanael shuddered.

"We just need to wait until a teacher gets involved, or a food fight starts," said Nathanael.

"EVERYONE QUIET!"

The room froze as Chloe Bourgeois stepped onto a table.

"I have a solution that will help solve this matter once and for all!"

If people hadn't been paying attention before, Chloe certainly had their attention now.

"We will have a club competition! To see which club is the best they will compete in various challenges."

"What do the winners get," yelled out Kim.

"Bragging rights."

"Aw, come on! I'm not going to waste my time for 'bragging rights'," groaned Alix.

"A certificate then."

"You gotta offer me something better than that," argued Alix.

Chloe scowled at the cocky pink haired girl, everyone waiting expectantly for her response.

"Fine. Whoever wins, will, will have," she looked down to her fellow student government members who looked just as interested in her proclamation. "An increase for their club budget next year."

The student started chattering excitedly.

"How much?"

"It will be based on club size for next year."

"Newspaper wants to join too then!"

"So does theater!"

More and more clubs declared they will join, everyone chattering excitedly. Those who had hid under the table in fear of a food fight, crawled out.

"Are we going to join," asked Adrien and Alya as they turned to the trio who emerged.

"Naw, this is more for the sports clubs anyway."

Adrien and Alya pouted, looking back to where several club presidents pestered Chloe for details.

"I'll post a sign up sheet next Monday for clubs who wish to compete. The events will remain anonymous until the day of the event to create an equal opportunity for all clubs. The event will take place after Honors Testing."

Everyone cheered, people even clapping and chanting Chloe's name. The girl smiled, basking in the attention. If anyone could pull off a club wide event, Chloe could.


"I'm so in over my head," groaned Chloe as she slammed her head on the desk in the Light Music Club room. The day after her announcement, while some of the club was studying for honors testing, Chloe burst in with two cups of coffee, collapsing in Ms. Bustier's seat.

"That's what you get for announcing a spur of the moment event like this," criticized Nino as he swirled his cup before drinking his tea.

Chloe looked up, giving Nino a death glare that could kill if she had the energy.

"But this would totally secure my win for Student Council President for next year. But no one wants to help. They're all just like, 'Chloe, that's so great you're doing this! School togetherness through competition!' If this event flops, I'm done for."
"I'm confused, what's exactly the hard part," asked Adrien, looking around the group.

"I got to clear with the teachers what day I could interrupt their schedule. Organize the area, the sign ups, the actual competitions, the referees, plus figuring out the aftermath who will win! I'm not creative with coming up with competitions that suit all clubs. And the amount of money for the winning club!"

"Just then pick activities that no one is good at," offered Alya.

"Right, because that would go over well to have the tennis club trying to knit."

"No need to be rude Chloe, Alya was just helping," scolded Marinette.

"That didn't help! Even if I pick terrible competitions, the money for the winner is going to be insane if a big club wins it."

Chloe's eyes suddenly lit up. She sat up, looking at the group.

"Unless, I make it so a small club wins."

"Rigging a competition isn't exactly fair Chloe," chided Adrien.

"No, not just for you guys, but for all the small clubs. Pick events that would benefit a smaller club over a big club without anyone being the wiser. And with you three," Chloe pointed at Marinette, Nino, and Adrien, "as my inspiration…" She trailed off, resting her chin on her hand as she thought.

"Us three," asked Nino.

"Yeah, you and Marinette's unwavering friendship then Adrien's… That's it! Aha I'm such a genius!"

Chloe finished drinking the last of her coffees before running out of the room, slamming the door shut as she did. Only to open it a moment later.

"Be sure to sign up! I need all the small clubs joining!" She then ran out of the room again, leaving the dumbfounded club.

"I guess we're joining then," announced Nino. Adrien and Alya immediately high fived. Marinette rolled her eyes as she continued drinking her tea, only to nearly spit it up a moment later when Adrien hugged her. Juleka just sighed, smiling to herself.

Maybe this could be fun.


On a designated afternoon, all the clubs gathered at the school field, members of the student council explaining the rules to each group.

Chloe had tried to explain the rules to their group a few times, but Adrien had fallen over laughing the moment she started explaining.

"Do you want to lose the competition Adrien," she snapped at the boy rolling on the floor.

"No, no, it's just… I can't believe you based this competition on a manga!"

Chloe stomped her foot in frustration, looking elsewhere. Juleka looked around at the other clubs, the manga and comic club aware of Chloe's plagiarism.

"It's not the same thing. Now, are you going to let me explain?"

"Fine, fine," Adrien breathed as Marinette helped him back up.

"There will be four challenges at each corner of the field. After completing those challenges, you'll earn a reward for the fifth Challenge, where you have to make something. Winners will be judged by the teacher's panel."

Chloe gestured to the teachers sitting inside a goal at the end of the field.

"Your team must stay together. Any separation to try and complete different challenges all at once will result in immediate disqualification. The other student government members and I will be supervising challenges. Since you are in quadrant four, you will start at Challenge Four."

The group nodded, Chloe checking them off her list before proceeding to the next club.

All the sports clubs had shown up, as well as several of the other artsy and tech clubs. The Band and Jazz club were participating as well.

Juleka looked across the field, Mylene and Ivan with the theater club. Nathanael and Marc were in the art club's group.

Every club had matching items for the occasion. Marinette had made them ribbons with stars and their band name abbreviation written on it. Her ribbon had been split for pigtails. Nino had wrapped his around his arm. Adrien was using his as a sweatband. Alya was using hers as a headband. Juleka had pulled her hair up in a ponytail and tied the ribbon in a bow around it.

"So I guess, we can leave the craftiness to Marinette," said Alya.

Marinette shrugged, "it's a group effort, we can all have a say in what we make."

Alya raised her eyebrow. "For safety's sake, I'm just going to follow whatever you say."

"Alright, has every group received instructions regarding the competition," yelled Chloe through a megaphone. She stood in the stands behind the goal where the teachers sat. The crowds responded with an excited yes.

"Alright! When I blow this horn, you can head to your first challenge!"

Everyone cheered, some getting into a running position.

Chloe fiddled around with the megaphone, blaring an alarm that scared her into dropping it.

The clubs took off, the Light Music Club running to their first challenge.


"Welcome to the bread eating race," the student council member announced, gesturing to the goal where several strings dangled down bags of bread.

"You have to run up, and jump to grab the bread bag with your mouth and bring it back down. No hands allowed."

How is this easy for the smaller clubs? The Light music club thought as they watched the bags floating in the wind.

"I'll do this," volunteered Alya, rolling up her sleeves.

"You sure, I have a basketball hoop at home so I might be better suited," offered Adrien.

Alya shook her head no. "Years of living with a giant sister has trained me for this moment."

Alya took her place with the rest of the contestants, the Light Music Club lining up with everyone else.

"Come on Alya!""You can do this!""You got this!" The group cheered, other clubs cheering for their teammate.

"And GO!" The students were off, sports club students pushing ahead faster, but Alya was not one to fall behind. With a burst of adrenaline, she burst forward, using her moment to jump up to the bread bag, latching on with her teeth. She flopped around in the air as other students either clung to their bag or tried jumping up.

"GO ALYA!"

With a snap of the clip holding it up, Alya and the bread bag fell to the ground.

"Congratulations Light Music Club! You may pick your item."

The group walked over to the table of objects, Marinette picking up a ball of yarn.

"Onto the next one!"


"Perfect, you're just in time for the round of tug-of-war," announced the next student government member.

The Light Music Club looked at the competing teams, horribly mismatched between large teams and small teams.

What was Chloe thinking?

"We have another team that just joined us, so you will be competing against them."

The member gestured to the club, revealing the Theater Club.

"Nino and I will be in the back," said Marinette, taking up the farther ends of the rope. Adrien went in the middle, followed by Alya, then Juleka. She looked as the theater group organized themselves, Mylene in front while Ivan was in the back.

"This should be fun," offered Mylene as both groups picked up the rope.

"Yeah, hopefully," responded Juleka as both teams took their positions.

"And GO!"

Both teams started pulling, Ivan giving a quick yank to send everyone falling to the ground, including the theater club.

"And Theater Club wins. Light Music Club, you'll go against the Kendo Club now."

The club nodded, the winners going to the selection table while the Light Music Club moved over to where the kendo club waited. There were only six people in the kendo club, so the playing grounds were a bit more even. They took up the same positions, a Japanese girl with determined eyes in the front of the five other boys. To be honest, looking at her was quite intimidating.

"Alya, could we switch spots," asked Juleka, turning to her senior member. Alya looked across, the Japanese girl staring her down.

"You got this girl."

Juleka sighed, readying herself.

"And GO!"

The clubs pulled, the Light Music Club actually able to stay steady. But the Kendo team was slowly pulling them over.

"FLOUR SACK IT!" Nino yelled. A sudden burst of energy came from their two anchors, pulling slowly towards their side.

"Pull everyone," the kendo girl demanded, the kendo team starting to struggle.

"ONE MORE!" Juleka glanced back to see Nino and Marinette turned around, pulling the rope as if carrying a large sack of flour on their back.

"And Light Music Club wins! You may pick your item."

Nino and Marinette collapsed, the rest of the light music club following.

"How did you do it?"

The club looked up to see the Japanese girl staring them down. The rest of her team sat at the rope waiting for their next opponent.

"My parents own a bakery. Nino and I have been helping them and carrying sacks of flour since we were little," explained Marinette as Nino held up his arm to show off his small muscles.

"I see. Your long standing training has allowed you to overcome this obstacle."

"I guess?"

The girl nodded, returning to her team as new opponents approached the rope.

The Light Music Club stood up, walking over to the table of objects.

Marinette selected a bamboo mat.

"Alright, halfway there," announced Nino, the rest of the group cheering as they walked away.


"Hello! Welcome to the tight rope walking competition," greeted another member of the student council.

This is totally rigged for sports clubs.

"I'll go!" Adrien jumped up to the challenge, grabbing a balancing pole from the student council member. The rope was about a meter high and about a crossing street in length. Adrien took off his shoes before putting one foot on the rope, looking to the student council member for approval to proceed.

"And GO!"

Adrien stepped on with his other foot, wobbling slightly as he secured his place. He pulled his back foot out, walking along the rope with ease. When he got to the middle, he even spun in a circle, flipping up the stick in a twirl before catching it as he came back to his original position. He then continued on his walk until he reached the end.

"And you win. You may pick your prize."

Marinette looked over at the table, taking a blanket.

"Now to the last challenge," announced Alya, the group running towards the last corner of the field.


Several groups seemed to be stuck on the last challenge, clubs arguing over things. In the center was a lion head with an open mouth.

"This is the mouth of truth," explained Chloe, "one of you will put your hand in the mouth. Your club will then need to answer four questions. If you answer any of them falsely, your hand will be swallowed and you will be unable to reach the finish line."

"What about them," Alya pointed to the arguing clubs.

"It's a mouth of truth, some things are going to come out that may or may not be arguable over."

"I'll go," Juleka volunteered.

The group followed around Juleka as she stuck her hand inside the lion's mouth.

"Name of your club?"

"The Light Music Club, but our band name is After School Tea Time."

"How long has your club been active?"

"Three years with current members, otherwise on and off for the past twenty years at least."

Chloe nodded.

"What's something you would like to improve about the Light Music Club?"

"Isn't that a little subjective," criticized Nino.

"No, every club has room for improvement."

Juleka looked down, part of her bangs falling in front of her face. "I wish we would practice more. But on the other hand, I do enjoy the time I spend with everyone."

Everyone smiled, some chuckling while Marinette tapped Nino's cap.

"And what's one secret about the club you know?"

Juleka paled, looking back to her other members of the Light Music Club for an answer. Marinette and Adrien also paled.

Suddenly something smashed shut on her hand. She yelped in pain, the club immediately by her side to try and pull her out.

"She didn't answer yet," yelled Nino.

"She didn't answer fast enough."

The club continued to pull, Juleka's hand not budging.

"Adrien and I-" started Marinette.

"Ms. Bustier used to be in the Light Music Club. They were a screamo rock band that also had Penny Rolling, assistant to Jagged Stone," answered Adrien. The mouth let go of Juleka's hand, the group falling to the ground.

"Not quite what I was hoping for, but you pass. Go pick your item." Chloe waved them off, turning to the next group that looked terrified of the lion.

"You know, it sounded like Marinette was about to confess something very important," teased Alya, the group walking up to the table. Marinette and Adrien turned red, Marinette quickly picking up a clip on tie.

"We don't need to know everything about each other Alya," said Nino, stretching his arms so his hands supported the back of his head. "They'll tell us when they're ready." Nino walked ahead towards the center of the field where groups were constructing their projects for the fifth challenge.

"What does that mean? Do you know something I don't know? HEY! I'm talking to you!"

Alya chased after Nino, leaving the remaining three.

"Sorry about that," whispered Juleka.

"No worries, our secret is safe another day, right Marinette?"

Adrien looked over to Marinette, clutching the items closely to her chest, and on the verge of crying. Adrien wrapped his arms around her, Juleka pulling the items out of Marinette's grasp. Juleka ran ahead to where Alya was trying to weasel information out of Nino.

"Where's Marinette and Adrien," asked Nino as Juleka set down the pieces. Juleka looked back, Adrien wiping away Marinette's tears before hugging her again.

"Ah," said Alya, pulling the items towards her, "So what did Marinette plan to do with these?"

Subject dropped, the trio worked on the items Marinette gathered. Until Adrien led Marinette up to the group.

"You dudes ok," asked Nino.

Marinette smiled and nodded, taking a seat between Nino and Juleka while Adrien sat on the other side.

"What even is this?"

"Well, we thought you were going for some sort of tent thing," explained Alya, Marinette laughing at the design while Adrien chuckled.

"A for effort, but not quite what I had in mind."

Marinette immediately set to work, taking apart the bamboo mat.

"Can you spread out the blanket?"

The four other members did as instructed, Marinette laying down two of the bamboo pieces together in an X shape. Using the yarn, she secured the center together as Adrien clipped the tie to a corner. Seeing her plan, the others tied the edges of the blanket to the ends of the bamboo pole.

"And done!" Marinette proudly lifted up their makeshift kite, the group cheering for their work. Other groups had finally made it over to the center field to start their projects, clubs running up to the teachers to have their creation inspected.

"Come on, we still have a chance to win this," Adrien cheered, the rest of the group cheering along with him as they ran to show their creation to the judges.


"And first place is the Literature Club with their lovely attempt to recreate the school," announced the teachers, holding up the book, shoe box, thermos and pen.

So not creative.

The clubs groaned but accepted the loss, several students congratulating Chloe's efforts to make the event fun.

"Who knows, maybe we could do it again next year, and with better preparation," she bragged to her potential voters.

"I'm good," said Nino, the others in the club echoing his sentiments as they left the stadium. The other clubs surrounded Chloe, already talking about what they could do next year.