Luka Couffaine was riding his bike to his school, Francois Bazin Lycée. It was a famous musical arts lycée which an abundant of illustrious alumni. The school was named after the famous French opera composer from the nineteenth century.
Luka's dream was to one day share his music with the world by making Kitty Section an internationally loved band.
His special talent of being able to hear a person's individual song helped him in improving his music every day.
He knew he should be focusing on his new composition for later that day. Yet, his mind kept wandering back to his review status. Ladybug and Chat Noir were still discussing with each other the results of the test.
It would be hard never to see Sass again if I didn't pass. Being a hero is hard work. Even if I'm only a temporary hero, it does interfere with my life sometimes he thought to himself.
He paused on a corner waiting for the signal he could ride across the street. If I became a permanent hero how much harder would it be?
The light changed and he rode across the street. He picked up the pace slightly so he wouldn't be late for his first class. Again his mind wandered back to his part-time hero job.
Being a hero would have come in handy when Mom got akumatized. The same with Juleka. I love my family so much. Being a hero would help keep them safe. On the other hand, maybe it would put them in danger.
Arriving at his school, he locked his bike to the rack. Picking up his backpack he decided that maybe he should rework his composition to reflect his feelings about being a hero. "A song always helps you sort through your problems," he said to himself.
Luka's first two classes were state mandatory ones. First was science class, specifically chemistry this year. After science was literature class where they would be discussing the different ages of writing.
He was looking forward to his favorite class of the day. Period three was music composition class. It would give him a chance to rewrite his latest song. He hummed to himself as he took his seat in his first class.
His teacher was explaining how to write a chemical formula. The teal haired boy did struggle a tiny bit with classes not related to his music ones.
To help keep his grades up, Luka found a way to connect what he was learning to music. The chemical formulas turned into musical notes with marks for how loud to play.
"These formulas are crucial to understanding the reaction between chemicals. It also helps keep us safe when mixing the compounds during experiments," the teacher explained to the students
Pencils scratched across notebooks as the students took down notes. "Chemistry can be applied to many different fields, including music. Musical instruments are usually made from mixed metals or wood that has been treated."
"Instruments make music by vibrating against objects. The chemical makeup of those materials influences the sound of each instrument. Factory produce instruments that have similar sounds."
"However, factory-made instruments can have defects which affect the sound. Hand-made instruments are usually made from traditional materials so they sound different because the chemical formulas vary."
Learning that chemistry could be applied to music made the subject very interesting to learn. Having teachers that could adapt their subjects to be more relevant for their students' future careers was the best.
While Luka was in chemistry class the musical composition teacher, Ms. Musica, was talking with her friend Ms. Booker, the literature teacher. Neither of them taught during the first period so it was a chance to relax before having to deal with the rush of the day.
"What are you teaching your students today?" Ms. Musica asked taking a sip of her coffee.
"I plan on teaching my students how the written parts of a musical are just as important as the songs. A musical can't work unless there is a story to sing about," Ms. Booker told her friend.
Ms. Musica tilted her head in agreement. "My lesson is similar today. While I'm teaching them about writing their original songs, I need to remind them how the notes correspond to words."
Taking another sip of her coffee, she went on to say, "You're such a good friend to help me out with my lessons. I think if more teachers worked together, then our lessons would be easier to teach."
Ms. Booker replied she had talked with her about how the chemistry teacher had recently been attempting to do the same as well. "Perhaps all the teachers could get together to discuss more ways to have our subjects relate to one another. It would make teaching a lot easier."
They continued to talk until it was ten minutes before the second period. Getting up, both left the teachers' lounge and proceeded to their classrooms.
Once inside her classroom, Ms. Musica set her coffee down and placed her sheet music on the desk. She had been working for months on creating a brand new composition to use as a demonstration.
The composition was a tribute to the teachers of Paris. Despite the challenges Hawkmoth caused, their students were thriving.
The bell rang as the students started to file in the room. Classes were taught in the same room, but certain subjects had their own room to teach. Chemistry had its own room, and so did Musical Composition.
Students needed room not only to write but to practice their instruments. Since the students played a variety of instruments everyone needed to have enough space no one bumped into each other.
As the students filed in, one of them came over to her desk. This was unusual. The student nearly made it to her desk, when they were bumped hard by another student.
The first one wobbled and fell against the desk. The coffee fell over as the lid popped off. The liquid splashed across the sheet music.
"NO!" Ms. Musica yelled. She scrambled to pick up the rest of the sheet music and move it away from the spill but it was too late. The coffee had done too much damage. Months of hard work were gone in an instant.
She didn't hear the students apologize for their actions. Nor did she see her students frantically waving as an akuma approached their teacher. Even when the akuma brushed her skin as it merged with the sheet music it didn't register.
"Composer, I am Hawkmoth. Your hard work has been destroyed by the carelessness of your students. It is time they heard your musical score. All I ask for in return is Ladybug and Chat Noir's Miraculouses."
"Consider it done, Hawkmoth." Students hurried out the door as the transformation took over Ms. Musica. The purple and black smoke seemed to linger for a while before parting.
Ms. Musica's skin color was the same, but her hair was now in a twisted dark purple braid and her eyes had gone from blue to green. Her outfit resembled a majorette's. A long dark blue one-piece with a laced halter top. The bodice had two rows of gold buttons.
Her sleeves were de-attached and plum colored. Her boots were the same color with sparkles that reached mid-thigh. Her white gloves clutched a baton made from her sheet music.
"Now, where did those naughty students go?" Composer asked herself. She started marching through the hallway while spinning her baton. With a magnificent leap, she landed in front of her students and gave them a wicked smile.
"Where are you going? I didn't dismiss class. I think you should all hear what I was going to play for you." With an extra twirl, her baton spun down the hallway.
Whenever the ends touched a person, they grabbed their ears in pain. They were hearing the composition Composer had written. Only it was super loud and repeating over and over.
Snagging her baton, Composer skipped and then twirled before leaping at another door and having it fall into the classroom. Her friend Ms. Booker's classroom to be precise.
All the students gasped as Composer strolled into the room swinging her hips. "Hello everyone. I heard you're reading about musicals today! I thought I add in some fun," she laughed.
"Melody! Is that you?" Ms. Booker asked in desperation.
"My name is not Melody. It's Composer, get it right!" The Akuma launched her baton at her former friend. Luka pushed her to the ground and they both crawled behind the desk.
Composer caught her baton and frowned. "You shouldn't try to be noble boy." The students screamed as they saw the baton light up on fire. Hurling it like a throwing star, the baton burned the desk in half, revealing the people hiding behind it.
Composer jumped up and caught it as she landed on the desks in the middle row. The kids were jostling each other as they tried to get away and their screams were getting very high pitched.
"Ugh, would you all be silent!" She raised the baton high then brought it down on the desk. A wave of light struck each student. The students slumped to the floor, clutching their heads in pain.
Satisfied, she did a back flip and landed next to the destroyed desk. Spinning on her right heel, she faced Ms. Booker and Luka as she played catch with her baton. "What to do, what to do with you two? Well, that's easy!"
Ms. Booker launched herself at the Akuma. Tackling her friend to the ground, she shouted for Luka to get out of there. The boy raced out of the room and hid in the nearest storage room.
"I hope Ladybug and Chat Noir can get here soon," he whispered to himself as he sent out an alert.
At Master Fu's, Ning was mixing the potion that would have the spirits experience the pain they caused when she heard the alert on her computer go off.
Scooting over, she checked the computer and raised a single eyebrow. "Hawkmoth is at it again. Where is he attacking this time?" When she noticed who had sent out the alert and what school they went to, she knew what she had to do.
"Father, see if you can spring Marinette and Adrien from school! I'm going to head over to Francois Bazin Lycée to help contain the Akuma!" she shouted. She was already in her uniform she just needed to grab Luka's Miraculous.
The teenager cautiously peeked out of the storage closet. He saw nothing and closed the door silently. Just because he didn't see anything didn't mean the Akuma wasn't still roaming around the school.
He checked his watch and was surprised that ten minutes had passed since he hid. It felt a lot longer than that. Taking a deep breath, he told himself to relax and everything would be fine.
Two more minutes passed, and then there was a tapping on the small window that let light into the room. Luka looked up, afraid of what he might see. His eyes relaxed when he saw it was Peace Keeper.
The young woman pulled at the window and lifted it from the outside. It was a narrow fit, but she managed to squeeze herself through the small opening and landed on her feet.
"Peace Keeper, I…" Luka stopped in mid-sentence when the woman held up a single finger. She walked over to the door and placed her ear against the door. Tapping the side of her mask, she activated the enhanced hearing feature.
She listened carefully. Her hearing let her know where the Akuma was in the school. "Alright, Composer is on her way to your headmaster's office. We need to stall her until Ladybug and Chat Noir can get here."
"I understand. Can I offer some assistance?"
She nodded and held out his Miraculous. Luka smiled upon opening the box. "Hi, Sass."
"Hello, Lukkkkkkaaa. Ready to help save the day?" A quick transformation later, and Viperion was ready to fight.
Composer was in the headmaster's office. With him out of the way, the Akuma tapped the microphone with her finger making sure the P.A. system was working.
"Testing, one, two, three! Hello everyone! My name is Composer for all the students who haven't met me. Right now, I need you to listen up. I want you all to hear my latest musical piece."
She was about to tap the baton to the mike when the sound of lyre filled the hallways. "What the heck? Who dares interfere with my music presentation?" Composer stormed out of the office and looked down the hall spotting Viperion.
"Be careful Composer. You must avoid Viperion from getting too close. Never let him stand in front of you or he'll use his power to stop you," Hawkmoth warned his Akuma.
"No snake can resist my composition!" She slammed her baton on the ground as the wave of light spread down the hallway.
Halfway down the hall, the wave came bounced off a green force field. Composer threw up her baton, and it spun through the attack ending it before it could touch her.
"The snake can't create a force field!" she snapped. The sound of loud buzzing was coming from behind her. Knowing what it had to be, she ran partway down the hall.
Stopping in the middle she ignited both ends. "I wonder how fried heroes and bees taste!"
Dropping her invisibility, Peace Keeper fell back towards Viperion, who was hurrying to the woman's side. Of course, the bees were cooked to death.
"Are you alright," the snake hero asked as he did a quick check of the woman's outfit. As far as he could see, it wasn't burnt.
"I'm good. Keep behind me for now." Peace Keeper eyed Composer. The woman's enhanced flexibility and dexterity were making her a challenge to handle.
"Let me guess, you're the snake's charmer?" Composer asked gleefully.
"The only one trying to charm someone is Hawkmoth. Too bad his sales pitch won't work." Combining the powers of the peacock and the fox together, the spirit foxes let out a raging yap.
It pushed Composer several hallways back. Peace Keeper ordered Viperion to follow her as they hurried away from the recovering Akuma.
As they ran, the hero played a few notes on his lyre when they passed by victims. The notes seem to lessen the sound of the composition being played in their head.
"We need a place that gives us enough space to move. At the same time, we need the acoustics are bad. I have a strong hunch she hasn't revealed all the tricks her baton can do."
"The cafeteria is big enough, and the acoustics never sound great in there," Viperion answered. Nodding, the woman followed his lead rushing into the cafeteria.
Getting into her fighting stance, Peace Keeper hoped that her father had found a way to get Marinette and Adrien out of school. They could use their help very soon.
Ladybug and Chat Noir were racing as fast as they could to get to Luka's school. They had been out of excuses to use to get out of class. They had both been confused when Ms. Bustier had gotten a call from the office telling them that they were dismissed from school for an emergency doctor visit.
"I hope Master Fu is good at writing doctor notes as he is on making us excuses," Chat Noir remarked.
"Hopefully, this will be the last time we'll need his help. We can't repeat the same coincidence," Ladybug replied as she tossed her yoyo as far as she could. "What do we have on the Akuma?"
"Name's Composer, and I'm guessing her powers revolve around music somehow." They knew that meant they had to be prepared for any sound-based attacks.
"Peace Keeper and Viperion are keeping her occupied. I don't know how long they can keep that up."
Right before arriving at the school, Chat Noir checked his communicator to locate Viperion. "He's in the cafeteria. The top floor under the skylight!"
Landing on the roof, they started to open the skylight when Ladybug jumped back. A knife came hurdling at her. It narrowly missed her eye as it flew through the glass and then back into the cafeteria.
"MY LADY!"
"I'm fine! Let's go!" They dropped down into the cafeteria and assessed the situation. Peace Keeper was snapping her rope dart at Composer's feet trying to trip her up.
Viperion jumped off a table attempting to grab the knife. His fingers brushed it but were unable to secure it. Composer flipped into the air and snagged the knife. It switched back to a flaming baton.
Ladybug snapped her yoyo out and lassoed Peace Keeper so she could pull her to safety. At the same time, Chat Noir lunged at Composer with his own baton.
They clashed against one another as the two tried to overpower one another. "What's with the getup? Are you a mewsucian or a cat-leader?"
"Your jokes are pathetic!" Composer yowled as she pushed him back. She bonked him on the head with her baton and Chat Noir went down screaming. He scratched at his fake ears trying to drive out the composition.
"Hawkmoth figured you would be the one more sensitive to sound. Your Miraculous is mine!"
Reaching for the ring, she was about to snag it when something hit her wrist, forcing her to pull it back.
Peace Keeper had thrown a soup ladle at the Akuma. With her enhanced strength, it had smacked Composer very hard.
Not wasting a second, Ladybug called for her Lucky Charm. A pair of noise-canceling headphones dropped into her hands.
"Do you think those are to prevent hearing Composer's song in your head?" Viperion asked as he grabbed Ladybug and jumped out of the path of another wave of light.
"Not Composer, you! I need you to play as loud as you can while I get close to the Akuma. When I'm nearly there, activate your power and I'll jump out of the way.
Once Composer's under your control, I'll be able to destroy the baton and restore things to normal."
Which is exactly what happened. Once Ms. Musica was back to herself the woman apologized for her actions.
The heroes assured her it wasn't her fault. Hawkmoth had taken advantage of her. They could still tell she felt a bit guilty about what had happened.
Instead of heading home after school, Luka went to check on his teacher. He hoped if he shared his experience with Ms. Musica, she might feel better about herself.
He knocked on the door. "Ms. Musica? It's Luka Couffaine. Can I talk to you?"
The door opened and the teacher let him into her room. "Luka, please come in." As the teenager slid inside, she apologized for her attack on him earlier. "I wish I could remember what I did."
"You do not need to apologize. I know what it's like to be akumatize. When I learned what I did under Hawkmoth's influence, I felt bad about myself for a few days."
"Then I realized it wasn't my fault. Hawkmoth's song was no longer part of me. My music helped me get better. Maybe your music can do the same?"
"My musical composition was what caused the problem. I don't think…" She paused in mid-speech.
Luka's eyes raised slightly, as he saw a worm-like kwami touch his teacher's head.
"Metaphor," Gooey whispered before retracting her body. The power of Metaphor worked by making an actual metaphor came to life. Gooey raised her tiny paw/hands choosing the metaphor to make real.
"A song in our heart heals our wounded souls," Gooey whispered. She watched as the magic took effect. Ms. Musica looked much better as the song of her heart made her feel better.
The teacher resumed speaking not realizing she had stopped. "I think I'll try your idea. It would make me feel better." She thanked Luka for his advice. During that time, Gooey slipped away.
The next day, Gabriel cleared his entire morning schedule. There would be no meetings or clients today. His company's business was also on hold. With Adrien at school and the Gorilla running some errands for him, the designer decided today would be the perfect day to experiment with making the transformation potions.
"Master, I must caution you once more. The wrong ingredients can cause unusual side effects," Nooroo reminded his wielder as they entered the kitchen.
"You have already told me that multiple times Nooroo. I don't need any more reminders," he snapped at the little kwami. Nooroo flew up to the ceiling in fright.
Gabriel ignored him. He started pulling out ingredients from a separate fridge he had installed just for making transformation potions.
Following the translations, he first boiled water before adding a bit of seaweed, and a pearl to the water, turning it green. He then decided to try adding a shrimp.
The mixture turned a dark green. He spooned some of it for Nooroo to taste. "Tell me if this is the right recipe."
Nooroo took a sip of the concoction. It didn't taste right, and it was too thick. "No, this isn't right. I would have transformed if it was."
Gabriel tried again, this time adding a bit of salt along with adding scales from a salmon.
Again it didn't work. Instead of transforming, Nooroo let out a loud burp. "It tasted too salty. From what I remember, the recipe was sweeter."
The designer tried to think of what ingredient would taste sweeter. He tried adding abalone into the mixture. The mixture turned a bright green.
It was almost the right color. Nooroo tasted it and felt a rumbling in his belly. He then let loose a tiny amount of gas. "I'm sorry master."
Gabriel wrinkled his nose and turned on a fan to get rid of the smell. "Surely, you must know what the last ingredient tastes like."
"There are so many foods that taste the same. It's hard to narrow it down," the kwami replied. He was thankful for the Order ensuring he never knew the ingredients to transform him.
"The ingredient must be something related to water. Why else would it be in the recipe? Perhaps, I should look for ingredients that come from freshwater animals to see if that works."
Nooroo privately hoped that his wielder never learned what tears of joy stood for.
That afternoon, the Gorilla and Adrien took some time off for themselves. It was rare for them to hang out. Though they spent a majority of their time together, the Gorilla was not encouraged to have fun with his charge.
The two of them weren't doing anything special. Just sitting by the Seine watching the boats go by. It was a pleasant activity that required almost no effort.
"Have you ever traveled by boat?" Adrien asked as he watched a tour boat make its way through the water.
The Gorilla nodded his head. He used his hands to demonstrate him rowing a canoe. He flashed his fingers on both hands to indicate how old he was.
"Where did you canoe and did someone take you?"
He pulled out his phone and brought up a map. He zoomed in on the Loire and pointed to the city of Nantes. He then brought up a picture of a man who looked like him.
"Your dad took you canoeing? That must have been fun."
The man smiled. He gestured to Adrien and mimed him teaching the boy to canoe.
Adrien's face brightened considerably. "I would love to learn from you." His face fell as he thought about how his dad would react. "Father wouldn't approve. Canoeing isn't something an Agreste does. Thank you for offering to teach me."
The Gorilla smiled before he and his charge leaned back on the bench. They both enjoyed the other's silent presence as they continued to enjoy their time together.
That night, Marinette was finishing up her work on the reviews. She and Adrien had gone through most of the data already. All that she needed to do was write up a summary for each temporary hero.
"What are your thoughts on Alya, you two?" Marinette asked Tikki and Rexx.
"Having not met your temporary heroes, I can tell from her review she is a quality heroine. The only thing I think she needs to work on a bit is her maturity if she wants to be a full time wielder," Rexx stated in a matter of fact tone.
Tikki agreed with him. "Alya is a good wielder Marinette. There are still moments when she treats this as some kind of game. Trixx mentioned that's how she handled hiding her Miraculous."
Marinette agreed with the two. Alya had made excellent progress. She was doing better at keeping herself out of danger and being more considerate to others. There were still times she caught her friend reading comics and paralleling them to real life.
Wrapping up Alya's summary, she looked over Nino's. He had done well and had shown he was being more proactive. He also started taking initiative in practice fights by directing his partners.
"I think Nino's only problem is he's still too protective of Alya during fights. He needs to work on showing the same amount of attention to the other heroes," Tikki declared.
"Adrien also brought up that as a concern. I'll make a note of that. Rexx, what do you think about Rose?"
The kwami studied the notes on Rose. The bubbly girl had certainly gained experience during her time as a heroine. She had matured greatly, losing much of her naivety.
She was a strong fighter and capable teammate. The only issue they could find with her was that she let her emotions get in her way sometimes. "According to your notes, she wasn't able to separate her emotions from her job during the time her sister was akumatized."
Since it was wise to keep your emotions in check until after a battle, Marinette wrote a recommendation on Rose's review about learning to deal with her emotions during battle.
Juleka was a special case for everyone. Honorra had chosen her with no input from any of the wielders. The Kwami of Honor's word held a lot of weight in this particular review.
Honorra had praised Juleka for being adaptable and becoming more confident. Even without the kwami transforming her, she reported that the girl had mastered her powers.
The little magpie did mention there was one issue that Juleka needed to work on. It was a bit of a surprise considering Juleka had gained a lot of confidence. She doubted herself a lot.
"I didn't recognize that Juleka still doubted herself that often," Marinette commented to the others.
"Humans often revert to previous behavior if they're under stress. According to Honorra, her wielder is doing a lot better in both her civilian and heroine life," Rexx explained.
"What do we do about Alix? The Rabbit Miraculous is unique because its users are from the same lineage. It's not like I can take it from her," Marinette acknowledged.
"No, you can't," Tikki agreed. Alix had been gifted with the Miraculouses counterpart. Fluff would only heed to Alix and not to her father or brother. Still, the teenager had some issues she needed to work at.
Such as her attitude towards others. "She's still disrespectful to some of the other wielders. She doesn't know Kim is King Monkey, but she treats him with a bit of disdain."
"The same goes with Chloe or Alya when they practice together. There's friction between them."
Marinette had noticed that during practice sessions. When they had all been fighting Villainess Queen, Bunnyx, and King Monkey, had worked together well notwithstanding being exasperated with each other.
The teenager wrote in the summary that Alix needed to stop being sarcastic and snappy at others.
The next summary was for Kim. He had improved when it came to being serious and using critical thinking more frequently.
Marinette and Adrien had agreed there was only one problem with Kim as a wielder. He was over-reliant on others telling him what to do in situations that required multiple people to work together.
He needed to trust himself more and actually suggest his own ideas.
Then there was Kagami. She was exceptional when it came to her fighting skills and teamwork. She was intelligent, bold, and overall an amazing wielder.
Adrien and Marinette hadn't found anything wrong during her review. Loong did have a concern that he wanted them to look into. Kagami's problem was the opposite of Rose's.
She wasn't emotional enough. Often, she struggled with showing compassion or empathy with either victims or teammates. The kwami knew the teenager was working on it. She just needed to be pushed a bit more.
"Luka's been fantastic as a wielder. He stepped up with the last Akuma. Sass gave him a glowing recommendation. He did well on his review. I don't see any problem with him being Sass's part time wielder for the foreseeable future."
Rexx noticed something Marinette missed on the review. "Your partner made a note on the review. Did you notice that?"
The teenager blinked and looked down at Adrien's notes. She remembered how he grilled Luka. When she looked at the note, it surprised her since her boyfriend had agreed with Sass.
"He doesn't think Luka will be able to handle using his special ability? We weren't testing them on that. Just ask them how they would solve scenarios if they had to use them."
Tikki recalled the scenario that Luka was given. It was a simple scenario. He had to save a civilian who had fallen during an Akuma attack from a car slamming on the brakes.
The only sand available would have been a bag of sand at a nearby construction site. "Luka responded that he would use the sand to clog the engine."
"It's a vague answer. There's no explanation of how Luka would get the sand into the engine to clog it. Nor is there an alternative option if the car doesn't stop in time."
Marinette sighed. It looked like Luka would have to step up a little if he wanted to become a permanent wielder.
Max's review had gone well. He worked well with Barrk and he was getting better at using his power. Both of the main heroes were on him about getting stronger and faster without the magical boost.
Mireille was doing well. "She's been getting better at using her jump rope as a weapon. She seems to have a knack when it comes to figuring out which feature to use in a crisis."
Both Kwamiis hummed in agreement. Rexx commented that it was as if Mireille had already known how to be a superheroine. Marinette and Tikki shared a gleeful look at one another.
Last up was Chloe. "Alright, what are your thoughts on Chloe's performance?"
"Her behavior's greatly improved in her civilian life over the last few months. She's kept her bratty behavior in check and has started treating people kindly."
"I believe having a Miraculous is a good reason for her to keep it up," Tikki recommended.
"It does appear she's determined not to let history repeat itself with her future. As far as her heroics, I have to say anyone willing to protect a child, especially if they're in an alternate reality, is a good hero," Rexx told Marinette.
The teenager agreed with him. After finishing her summary of Chloe, Marinette had one more summary to write. It was a summary for Adrien.
The duo thought it was also important for them to be reviewed as well. Master Fu and Ning had tested them separately a few nights ago. Along with their recommendations, she was adding her own thoughts to Adrien's summary.
Adrien was also doing the same for her. Plagg had promised to keep Adrien from letting his love make him biased on the summary.
In Adrien's summary, she wrote down that he was an amazing partner. She did note he needed to be a bit more assertive in his civilian life. She also added it wouldn't hurt if he was taught some social skills.
Adrien had improved greatly with his social skills since he first started school. There were times though, such as the incident involving Lila trying to switch classes, that he misread the situation or was too harsh.
He also needed to stand up for himself a bit more around Nathalie and his father. Adrien was super grateful that his father let him date her, and he was also getting more freedom.
The problem was he still defaulted to being passive if a stressful situation came up. An example was when he had been too afraid to ask his father to cut down on the number of photoshoots when he needed extra time to do his homework.
I hope that Adrien writes a good summary for me, Marinette thought to herself.
At the mansion, Adrien was finishing up his summary on Marinette. Thanks to Plagg's pestering, the teenager had managed to be honest in his review.
Marinette's an amazing partner. She tends to overthink a situation if she's anxious. She can also be incredibly stubborn when it comes to getting her way during training sessions.
"I hope she doesn't get too mad at me for writing that," Adrien told Plagg.
"Trust me, kitten. Tikki will make sure her bug doesn't overreact. Now that's done, let's eat some cheesecake!"