*Say hello to the saltiest-salt fic I've ever written for a story that I do not own.

It was a beautiful day in Rome and Lila was enjoying her shopping spree around the city. She and her mother had spent the first few days after moving back to Italy unpacking and getting settled. It was Sunday, and her mother had to go to the embassy to make sure that all of her paperwork had transferred from Paris, which gave Lila the opportunity to spend the money she'd gotten from the idiots from her old class. Really, she couldn't believe how stupid they all were to have just handed her over €2,000 for a luxury vacation in Venice. She should have gotten at least €3,000 from the class, but that Mari-brat and stick-in-the-mud Adrien had convinced some of them that she was lying. Oh well, €2,000 was better than nothing.

Best part, none of it could be traced back to her. They travelled to Venice on their own, nothing had been written down, her old mobile phone was disconnected and in a landfill somewhere, and she would just tell her mother that she had gotten all her new clothes at a thrift shop she remembered from the last time they'd been living in Rome. And if the idiots got in trouble and tried to say that she was involved, she'd turn on the tears and her mother would side with her like she always did. Seeing a little cafe, she stopped in to get a good cappuccino, it had been too long since she'd had a deceit cup of coffee.

It was mid afternoon by the time she got home. She had made a stop at the thrift store to grab a couple of their shopping bags to hide the real ones inside. It felt wrong to put a Versace skirt in a bargain bag, but one does what one must to keep her life going smoothly. Opening the door to the apartment, she barely caught sight of her mother sitting on the couch before Lila started gushing about how great it was to be back in Italy and all the things she'd missed.

She prattled on for a couple minutes before noticing that her mother hadn't said anything. Turning to look at her, Lila flinched when she saw her. Something was seriously wrong, the last time she had seen her mother so angry was when she'd told her that her dad was cheating on her. That hadn't been true but they had ended up getting divorced anyway, which was to Lila's benefit since the man had always called her out on her lies.

"Is everything okay, Mama?" She asked cautiously, doing her best to sound and appear small and innocent.

"Sit down."

Her tone left no room for argument. Lila set down her bags and sat in the chair across from her mother.

"Mama, wha-"

"Be quiet!" She snapped, and Lila shut her mouth. This actually seemed worse than the fight her parents had before they divorced. "I received a very strange email on Friday night, from a former classmate of yours in Paris. It seemed that the majority of your class was under the impression that we were throwing a party for a lot of important politicians, celebrities, and musicians on a private island and you had invited them. I told myself, 'not my daughter, she would never do something like that'. But the email went on, with a list of the students that were supposedly going on this trip and gave you money for the expenses. Again, I thought 'Lila would never be so cruel as to steal money from her friends right before we left Paris'. So I told the person who sent me that detailed information, that I would handle it. I still thought it was a joke."

The teenage girl didn't even have to listen to the end of this story, she knew that goody-two-shoes Marinette had ratted her out. Lila was fighting every instinct she had to run and lock herself in her room, but if she moved even a little her mother would stop her. She could only sit there and hope that she could come up with some kind of lie to convince her mother that she was being set up.

"Then when I went into the embassy today, my boss pulled me into his office and started grilling me as to why I allowed seven unaccompanied minors entry into the country. I tried to explain that I had no idea what he was talking about, and then he started reading off the names. Do you want to guess why those names sounded so familiar?"

By this point, Lila was practically curling into herself to make herself appear smaller. She had to say something, any lie that would make her mother believe her and only her. Turning on the tears, she buried her face in her hands and spoke between sobs. Fake crying always gave her a few extra seconds to think before she had to speak. "I swear, Mama. I didn't want to do it. Marinette forced me to take those papers from your office to give to our classmates so they could get into the country without their parents. I never took any money from them, I swear! Marinette was bullying me the entire time we were in Paris, I was scared of what she'd do to me if I didn't do what she said. You've got to believe me!"

"So you're saying that you didn't tell your class about some non-existent party on a private island, had no knowledge of who was coming into Italy, where they were going, or anything like that?" Her mother's eyes narrowed as she brought out her mobile phone.

Her hands were shaking as she kept her face buried in her hands, something about her mother's tone and the way she spoke made this feel like a trap. But she couldn't backtrack now, Marinette was her way out and she had to stick with it. So she nodded as she continued to sob into her hands.

"Then please explain this to me." Her mother turned the phone towards her and Lila looked up, her face falling in horror when she heard her own voice. It was a video of her telling her class about who was going to be at the party that she and her mom were organizing, how she was going to need to know for sure who all was coming before the weekend, and Marinette had somehow gotten video of Alya and Nino each handing her €300!

It took longer than she would like to admit for the shock to wear off, but she was smart enough to stick to her original story. "It's fake! Marinette must have made it to get me in trouble. Max probably helped her, he's really good with computers. It's all too convenient to be true. I mean, she sends you all this information about which people are going, how much money they gave me, and a story about a party on a private island in Venice, that anyone would be able to see is clearly fake. Can't you see that I'm being set up?"

Her mother's eyes grew harder as she stood from her chair, causing Lila to shrink even further into her own.

"You say that this is all a set up and you had no idea where your classmates were going in Italy, but you just told me the exact city where they were found. You left them waiting on a dock for you to come ferry them to that non-existent private island, and don't even bother saying that you know which city because of the video I just showed you, because it never names the city they were in."

Well, crap. She was about to try another tactic, but her mother cut her off before the first syllable left her mouth.

"Young lady, do you have any idea how much trouble you are in?" she yelled, her face beginning to turn a purplish-red and began pacing the room. "You forged my signature on multiple federal documents, endangered the lives of multiple minors, committed theft, and god knows how many other laws you've broken. I can't protect you from this! You will be facing federal charges for what you've done!"

Lila felt her stomach drop to her ankles. "But-but that was all in Paris, and I had diplomatic immunity while I was there!"

"It became an international incident when you forged an ambassador's signature on federal documents that endangered minors! My boss gave me a choice," her voice grew even harder and colder than before. "Either you answer for what you've done and plead guilty, or I lose my job and we both go to trial for what you've done."

"You'd let me go to jail for one little lie? It's not like anyone got hurt!" Lila screamed, standing from her chair in a panic. This was much worse than she'd imagined.

"And what if they had been?" Her mother screamed back. "What if they had been kidnapped and sold into human trafficking? What if one of them had fallen off the dock and drowned in the channel or hit by a boat? I would be held responsible for that because you forged my signature! Do you not care about the people around you at all? What is wrong with you?"

"But nothing happened to them! It's their own fault for being stupid enough to believe such an obvious lie. And you're taking their side over mine? How dare you call yourself my mother and claim to love me!"

"Don't you dare try to blame me for your bad behavior!" Her mother yelled back as she advanced on her, making her fall back onto the chair. Mme. Rossi looked back at the shopping bags she had knocked over when she had turned, revealing the Versace bag. Tilting her head back, she took multiple deep breaths before looking at her daughter.

"This is what's going to happen. You are going to return everything you bought today, and you are going to explain to the managers of each store exactly why you are returning everything." Lila was about to protest, but one look from her mother had her mouth snapping shut. "We will also be clearing out your savings to pay back your classmates for the money you took, their travel expenses, their parents travel expenses, and any money they lost while being away from their jobs to retrieve their children. After that, you will be standing trial for forgery and fraud. If you know what's good for you, you will go before the judge and apologize profusely for what you've done and listen to everything the judge tells you. If you're lucky you may receive a lenient sentence; but either way, you can expect your next school to be a reformatory school. And if you try to fight me on any of this, I will let a court appointed attorney with no experience handle your case instead of the family lawyer. Have I made myself clear?"

No longer having to fake her tears, Lila nodded to her mother, resigning herself to the fact that her life had been ruined because her mother didn't love her and Marinette didn't know how to keep her nose out of where it didn't belong.

~oOo~

The rest of the day, Lila was forced to return everything that she bought back to the stores and tell the managers how she had stolen the money from her classmates and then abandoned them in a country and city that they weren't familiar with. The people that overheard her were horrified by what she had done and the managers banned her from ever shopping in those stores again. After all, if she was willing to steal money from her friends, there was little doubt that she would steal from the stores.

After everything was returned, she was taken to the embassy where they recorded her confession on how she lied to everyone, forged her mother's signature on the documents she stole, and how she scammed over €2,000 from her former classmates. After the confession was taped, she was taken outside of the embassy and handed over to the police to be kept in a juvenile detention center. She screamed at her mother, not believing that she would just hand her over like that, but the woman looked down her nose at her and said, "It's time for you to face the consequences of your actions, young lady."

When she arrived at the police station, she was relieved to see their family lawyer was waiting for her, although he was less than thrilled by what she had done. He explained that even as a minor, she could be serving 2-6 years just for the forgery of the documents, that wasn't even factoring in the scam or reckless endangerment of seven minors. If she were to be tried as an adult, she could be serving 6 years for each document, facing serious fines and more time for each classmate she endangered.

After hearing that, Lila had to rush to the trash can to throw up. She couldn't believe that one little lie could get her into so much trouble. But this wasn't her fault, none of it was. If there was anyone to blame, it was that goody-two-shoes Marinette Dupain-Cheng. After all the effort she went through to destroy that girl, she just wouldn't back down. She would make that girl pay for what she'd done. As soon as the charges were all dropped, she would do everything she could, use every dirty trick in the book to force the nosy girl to end her life and stay out of hers.

But that would have to wait for now. For the time being, she would do what her mother said and play her part. Act like the innocent girl that had gotten caught up in her own fibs while trying to make friends in a new country. She didn't mean for anyone to get hurt or in trouble, she was just so overwhelmed and she is so sorry for everything that happened. She would need to cry a lot, that was a given, but she could do this. Just fake it until she could get her revenge on the girl that ruined her life.

~oOo~Three Months Later~oOo~

Lila hadn't meant to lose control in front of the judge. She'd spent months locked away with a bunch of low-class delinquents, talking to different lawyers and quack-doctors before going to court. She had been the picture of innocence and childhood regret the second she walked into the courtroom, she was sure to get off all the charges against her. But she and her lawyer had been blindsided.

The quack-doctors had called her a narcissist and a sociopath, in need of desperate help. To prove that, all of her lies, everything she had said while in Paris had been brought into evidence against her. They'd exposed her truancy and forgery at her old school, found proof of her purposefully getting Marinette expelled, and faking interviews on the Ladyblog which brought her more lawsuits from a bunch of the celebrities she'd lied about.

Some of her classmates had come to give testimony on what she had done and said during her time in Paris. The goodie-two-shoes brat had even come to Italy to give testimony against her, though Lila hadn't been allowed in the courtroom while she was there, as Marinette hadn't felt safe to be in the same room. Lila's lawyer had actually agreed, probably so she wouldn't cause a scene. And she probably would have. She would have stabbed her in the face with a pencil, in front of the entire courtroom, if she had the chance.

But the worst, had to do with the school security cameras. After M. Damocles and Mme. Bustier had been fired for neglectful and abusive behavior to their students, which had been brought about by the investigation into Marinette's expulsion, the Board of Governors went farther back through the recordings to see how long the bullying had been going on. What they found was video evidence of Lila grabbing an akuma out of the air and putting it into her earring, and then willingly working with the known terrorist.

To make matters even worse, Ladybug and Chat Noir had sent a video as testimony of the times Lila had purposefully interfered with their rescues and had led Chat away from Ladybug to make her more vulnerable to the akuma Oni-chan. Her lawyer tried to get the video stricken from evidence as he couldn't cross-examine the two heroes, but it was denied.

Her parents had been sitting behind her when they showed those videos. When her mother saw them, it was like she completely shut down. She heard her say that she wanted to leave, and Lila watched as her father helped her mother to her feet and lead her out of the courtroom without looking back.

The judge had been absolutely disgusted with her, going as far as to call her a monster for willingly aiding a terrorist. Since she had already confessed to multiple counts of forgery, fraud, and reckless endangerment of minors, and would now be adding slander and other charges from her time in Paris, the most notable being terrorism; he declared that she would be tried as an adult and was likely to spend the rest of her life in prison.

She'd completely lost it at that point, screaming at the top of her lungs as she jumped over the table to attack the judge. She didn't remember smashing the water pitcher against one guard's head, scratching another guard across the face, or getting tasered in the back. When she woke up, she was strapped to a bed by her wrists and ankles, her head felt really foggy, and there were a bunch of nurses and orderlies that were keeping keen eyes on her.

Lila Rossi spent the rest of her life heavily medicated in a maximum security mental health hospital. Most every night, the nurses would hear her plotting some kind of scheme to show everyone what a loser Marinette was, but then she would trail off about how she wanted to hear the song Jagged Stone wrote for her or the album she'd help Clara Nightingale write. When she saw people, she would ramble and lie about being a princess or a secret agent, and that she was only here to keep her safe until they came to get her. Over the years, it was all written off as the insane ramblings of a very disturbed girl that would be remaining at the hospital for the rest of her life.

AN: I think this is the farthest I have ever taken the salt when it comes to Lila. I've always made sure she got her just desserts and kept things as realistic as possible. But this time, she went pretty far with the fraud, negligent behavior, and being caught on camera willingly working with a terrorist. Any plan she had to act innocent would have been ruined when that video came to light, and I do think she would have done something rash, like trying to attack the judge that called her a monster.

Do you think I took the salt a little too far? Let me know. Warm-Fuzzies and please review!