It was a pretty boring day today. Rudi reclined on his bed, hoping for an akuma attack to happen. "Come on, Hawk Moth, let me see an akuma!"
Why wait?
"What do you mean?" he asked the Mask.
If you can't wait for an akuma, make one appear. Cause a little...accident.
"What?! No way! I'm already getting flak from that theater incident! I'm trying to boost my reputation!"
Do it in a way that doesn't get you in trouble. I hear the Mayor is about to unveil a wooden statue at City Hall. Why not...modify it a little?
Rudi smirked. "Perhaps..."
Suddenly, there was a breaking news on the TV. Nadja Chamack reported, "Just minutes before the unveiling of the ultra-modern Startrain, I've been told that a super-Gaul is wreaking havoc right here in Paris." The footage showed Ladybug battling a viking made entirely of breads, buns and begets.
The viking picked up a car and threw it at Ladybug, who dodged it. "I'm going to rid Paris of all this modern nonsense, starting with you!"
She clarified, "Well technically, I'm not actually all that modern. My Miraculous is from ancient times!" She tripped him with the yo-yo, but he got back up.
"Well, we didn't have superheroes in my youth! There will be no superheroes in my Paris!"
Rudi switched off the TV and grabbed the Mask. "Whoever you are, gramps, thanks for curing me of my boredom. IT'S SHOWTIME!" He slapped it on his face and transformed into Big-Head.
Meanwhile, Bakerix chased Ladybug to the Louvre where he made an offended noise at the glass pyramid. "An Egyptian pyramid in the King's court! But that's not how it's done!" Before he could attack it, Chat Noir slapped him aside with his staff.
"A blending of ancient and modern. I personally like this glass pyramid a lot."
"It's proof that you can be modern, and still respect the past," said Ladybug.
Bakerix got up and snarled at them. "TREASON! TREACHERY!" He opened the flask on his chest, drank the yeast inside and his muscles expanded.
"I think we better destroy that flask of his," said Chat Noir.
"That's probably where the akuma is," agreed Ladybug.
Bakerix suddenly ripped the glass pyramid off the ground and lifted it over his head. "You're out of your league! You don't have enough experience!"
"But I do, you old fart."
"Eh?! Who dares say such disrespectful..." BLAM! "UUUUAAAHHH!" A gunshot made him drop the pyramid and he put a hand on his chest. Everyone turned to see Big-Head, armed with an elephant gun.
He sniffed the air. "Gotta say, those breads you're made of are quite well done." He slowly advanced toward the breaded viking when Ladybug suddenly blocked him.
"No! Leave him alone!"
Big-Head sent her flying by flicking her. Bakerix got back up and said, "You can flick people and send them to the sky? That is not how it's done!" He jumped into the sky and was about to pile drive him when Big-Head pulled a baseball out of his pants.
"Here's the pitch. And he connects!" The bat made a loud CRACK! as it swung and hit Bakerix and sent him colliding into a building. "Home run!"
Bakerix got back up and growled. "Making something out of nothing?! That is not how it's..." He got punched in the face before he could finish his sentence.
"Get with the times old man," Big-Head said as he pressed his foot on the viking's chest, threatening to smash the yeast flask. "Look at yourself. You'll be extinct if you can't keep with the times! Like dinosaurs or Neanderthals!"
"GRRRAAAAUUUUUUGGGHHHH!" Bakerix stood up, sending Big-Head into a parked car. "A dinosaur am I?! A Neanderthal?! You sound just like all the rest of this modern world! They called me ancient history! A relic! A has-been! A wash-up! Because I'm the only one who sticks with the proud Dupain tradition!"
Ladybug sadly said, "No..."
"If that's how the rest of this world feels..." He popped the whole flask in his mouth and swallowed it. Black smoke enveloped him as he grew in size and grew a second set of arms. He now resembled a giant totem pole as he beat his chest like a gorilla and roared. "Bakerix smash!" He smashed all four arms onto the ground, sending tremors that sent Big-Head flying up and crashing down. "Bakerix smash modern world back to Bronze Age!"
He slammed the fists again, causing towering bread to burst out of the ground and people suddenly found themselves wearing viking clothes made from baguettes, breads and buns.
Big-Head landed between Ladybug and Chat Noir and groaned. "Did you really have to rile him up like that?" Ladybug asked as he got back up.
"He needed to learn the truth. The hard way. If you can't keep up with progress, you go the way of the dodo and his primitive notions of modesty. Ahh. Brisk!"
"Ew," Chat Noir gagged.
"So, anyway, how are we going to get the akuma since he's swallowed it?" Big-Head pulled a huge toilet plunger out of his pants. "How about we plunge it out! No..." He pulled out a large grabber. "How about we reach down his stomach and pull it out! No..." His left shoe became suddenly giant. "How about we kick him in the stomach until he coughs it up! No...how about..."
"How about we let Ladybug do her charm." Big-Head stuck his tongue at the kitty.
"On it. LUCKY CHARM!" She twirled her yo-yo in the air and its magic created... "An ipecac bottle? I don't know what to do with this." She tried to use her Lucky Vision, but for an odd reason, it only highlighted one thing: Big-Head. "HOW?! Is this stupid Miraculous broken?!"
"What's wrong, bugaboo?"
Ladybug forcibly handed the bottle to Big-Head. "Don't you dare hurt him." Big-Head looked at the bottle and thought it over. "Let's see. Is there anything that REALLY pisses grandpa down there off?"
"Well, he hates it when people don't do things the old fashioned, traditional way," she explained. "Especially when it comes to sandwiches."
"I see. I think I know how to get the akuma now."
Bakerix finally caught up with the heroes and saw them...making a sandwich? "Alright, like we planned," whispered Big-Head. Then he said loudly, "Say, would you like that sandwich I told you about?"
"Why sure," said Ladybug, playing along. "How is it made?"
"I sure hope it's yummy," said Chat Noir.
"It's simple!" Big-Head took out the ingredients needed. "How about some tabasco sauce, horse radish, a jar toenail clippings, dropped in the toilet and dried out with a gym sock!" What Bakerix didn't see was that he slipped the ipecac into the sandwich. "And voila! Doesn't it look sublime?"
Ladybug gagged. "I think I'm going to be sick."
Chat Noir's face turned as green as his eyes. "Maybe this was a bad idea."
But it seemed to work as Bakerix let out a roar and shouted, "That is not how it's - gulp!" Big-Head forced the stomach down his gullet. The result was instantaneous. He let out a loud burp and began upchucking dough out. In the pile was the flask of yeast. Big-Head whistled a jaunty tune as he walked up to it and smashed it, releasing the akuma.
"No more evil-doing for you, little Akuma. Time to deevilize!" Ladybug caught it with her yo-yo, purifying it. "Gotcha!" Then she released it. "Bye-bye, little butterfly!" She tossed the ipecac bottle in the air and shouted, "MIRACULOUS LADYBUG!" It exploded into a wave of red and black spots that undid all the damage.
At the same time, Bakerix turned back into Roland Dupain, who looked around, confused. Then he realized to his horror, "My bread! I left some bread baking in the oven, and my granddaughter's there! It's dangerous! It could catch fire!"
"I'm sure your granddaughter's got it under control," Ladybug assured him, handing him the yeast flask.
"I must get home."
Chat Noir noticed Ladybug's earrings beginning to beep. "I'll take him back, milady. I've got more time left than you." He lifted the old man onto his back. "Are you sure you wanna go home on a superhero's back? It's fast, but not very traditional."
"When bread is at risk, that's how it's done."
"Well, time for me to bug out," Ladybug said as she swung off.
Big-Head stood in the middle of the street. "Now what do I do?" Then he remembered the mayor's statue.
Hawk Moth seethed with anger as the circular window closed. "One day or another, things will change, Ladybug, and front row seats to your downfall will sell like hotcakes!"
The mayor's statue was kept in a warehouse and it was to be brought out and unveiled for the grand opening of the Star Train. Quietly, Big-Head opened a window and went inside. Noticing the security lasers surrounding the statue, he slithered and slid underneath them and popped back up at the statue's base, pulled its cover off and took out a hammer and chisel from his pocket. "Time for a facelift, Mr. Mayor!"
The air was filled with the sound of hammering and chiseling and dust. When he was finished, he stepped back and admired his work. The statue now wore a cowboy hat and boots and a tutu and carried a big sucker. "Bellissimo! I say you look a whole lot better now!" He quickly put the cover back on, slithered underneath the security lasers and hopped out the window.
When the statue was unveiled at the grand opening, it didn't take a detective to figure out who made its modifications.
Marinette smiled at her accomplishment. Finally, she got her father and grandfather to put aside their differences and brought them together to enjoy the former's birthday.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Sabine was the one to open it. "Pardon me, ma'am, I hope I'm not interrupting anything."
"Oh, no, sir. Come on in!"
When Marinette saw the man, she gasped.
"Tell me, what can I help you with?"
The man took out his badge. "My name is Lieutenant Kellaway of the Edge City Police Department. I want to speak with your daughter, Mr. Dupain-Cheng."
The festivities abruptly stopped.