About halfway to the hospital, Dragon Fyre manages to struggle out of his arms and they land on a rooftop. "Sis-"
Dragon Fyre immediately says "Listen, Brother, I can't go to the hospital." If they didn't think she had a life-threatening fever thanks to how her body-temperature is high thinks to her magic, she'd likely become some kind of science experiment. Or her Miraculous would get taken, there's that possibility.
Cat Noir frowns at her, getting beyond irritated at his sister's stubbornness - honestly, it's like he's beating his head against a brick wall! "Why not? Give me one good reason why-"
Dragon Fyre jumps at the chance, saying "First off, I'm not actually a citizen of France. Second, I have no way of paying for a hospital visit. Third, who would they even bill, a city-saving superhero with a made-up name who they have no way of identifying out of the suit?"
"Er…" Dammit, he should've said four good reasons. Instead of replying to any of that, he pokes her in the side - it gets a pained hiss out of her, and his finger comes away red with her blood. He takes that as a win, as underhanded as it was.
Dragon Fyre straightens up, looking mad as heck, and bites out "Aside from all of the above I mentioned, if you take me to the hospital I'll heal myself before you can even get me in the lobby." She'll probably collapse directly afterwards, but they can't actually hold her for falling asleep. Hopefully.
Cat Noir groans, then says "Fine…alright, we'll compromise. I'll take you back to your place, and get you fixed up there."
Dragon Fyre actually whines at that, saying "C'mon, Kitty, I'm-"
"Not getting out of this one, Sis. It's your place or the hospital. Take your pick."
Dragon Fyre groans, pinching the bridge of her nose when her brother's ghost over his head says he'll spend the whole night tracking her down if he has to.
Cat Noir only relaxes when she mutters "Fine…" He then picks her up again, saying "You give me directions, Sis. Don't think for a moment I didn't notice that you were favoring your arm to." He hears her mutter a few words under her breath at that, but ignores it in favor of activating his staff.
Dragon Fyre's directions end at one of his father's abandoned warehouses, in the older part of the city.
"Um…Sis? This is…" Please don't tell him his sister has actually been living in an abandoned clothing warehouse all these years. Please.
Dragon Fyre motions for him to set her down, and she unsteadily makes her way into the building after magically unlocking it - it's exactly as Cat Noir expected it, with dust and cobwebs literally everywhere. His footsteps actually kick up little clouds of dust, for Kwamis' sakes.
Dragon Fyre won't look at him, even as they make their way around what he soon recognizes as a cleverly-placed maze of storage boxes and dust - if he didn't have her guiding him through it, he'd think it was impassible. And if he still tried to get through anyway, he'd bang his legs and kick several dozen boxes in the first two minutes. He still hasn't seen any place that she's obviously been staying, though, when she suddenly stops at a wall. And then she points one finger towards the ceiling before moving it forward, exactly like she's sliding something forward - Cat Noir's about to question what she's doing when a panel of wood slides away, and a thick rope drops down in front of her. Before she can start climbing up - so that's how she can get up the rope in gym so easily! - he puts her arm around his shoulders and says "I've got this, Sis. Hang on."
When he gets to the second 'floor' of the warehouse, he sees it looks a bit like an attic. A much-lived-in attic, with a beanbag that's obviously her bed, a metal pole with a few wire hangers with what's obviously a makeshift 'closet', a cardboard box with some beat-up Harry Potter books, a beat-up cooler filled with water bottles, granola bars, beef jerky packs, and some pastries from Marinette's parents' bakery.
Well, at least she has been going there…
There's nothing, bar a few ace wrap bandages that've been used before for a first aid kit, though. At his semi-accusatory look, she says "People tend to notice when a whole host of medical items disappears. I won't steal from a hospital, and I don't take what I don't absolutely need."
Cat Noir groans, then says "Well, that explains why you said your good on clothes. You've got enough to last a lifetime." It's a nice sentiment, yes...but incredibly frustrating when situations like this come up.
Cat Noir gets his stubborn sister lying on the beanbag bed, easier said than done when she's insisting she's fine, and heads downstairs to get something she won't be using from one of the trunks. He finds one that's full of scarves, and decides that's as good a bandage as anything else he's going to find here. And a rag, he decides after a moment's thought, so he grabs a few of the dusty scarves.
Knew I should've just taken her to the hospital, whether she wanted it or not…
Then again, he's pretty sure they wouldn't be able to do anything about her being so exhausted from using her magic that she collapsed. He gets back up, after shaking as much of the dust off as he can, and finds her semi-conscious on her makeshift bed. "C'mon, Sis, I need you to change back. Please?"
Thankfully, she seems too out-of-it to argue and just says the right phrase - something that worries him, but he'll take whatever silver lining he can find right now. When he pulls her shirt up enough that he can see her side, relief crashes through him when he sees it doesn't look as bad as he thought it would - it's not very deep, long, or too wide, so it'll be easy to clean up.
Cat Noir's steadfastly ignoring the voice in his head saying that, if it's not healed by now, then it was much worse when it happened.
When he moves to experimentally touch her shoulder after he's done bandaging up her side, though, her good arm grabs his wrist. "I'll be fine, Brother. Go watch the show." Translation: Don't touch the shoulder, it's still throbbing in agony.
Longg stops his argument by saying "I'll watch over my hatchling, Chosen. Should she get worse, I'll find either you or Ladybug."
Cat Noir nods, seeing his sister is already out cold, and leaps away to go keep his father from completely freaking out and confining him to the mansion forever.
After the performance is over, Adrien says goodbye to Marinette and finds a good place to change back into Cat Noir.
Seriously? You know she's going to be alright, kid.
"I know, Plagg, but that doesn't stop me worrying. You saw her, after all."
After a minute, Plagg's voice sounds in his head again saying Yeah, I did, but she's a lot tougher than she lets on. Stronger, to.
"You don't think she got shot, do you? Mime had a gun, but I don't know for how long." And the knowledge doesn't bring up a pleasant train of thought, his sister is the toughest person he knows...if anyone could keep fighting after being shot, it'd be her. He quickly calls Ladybug on his staff, and they reluctantly agree to send someone to check on her because they can't go check in on her without risking the people around them finding out.
Adrien can't exactly sneak out at midnight and spend the night taking care of his sister, after all, and Dragon Fyre can't mysteriously show up in his bedroom either - his father would likely have a heart attack if he ever found out, which is why she can only visit for short periods of time at his place.
Marinette transforms back into her civilian form in the alley next to the address Cat Noir texted her, only to stop dead when she sees Adrien Agreste walking towards the warehouse with a determined look on his face.
Ohmigosh its Adrien! I can't go out there with this, he'll think there's something going on and he'll never want to talk to me again, I'll never get to tell him how I feel and-
Thankfully, Tikki manages to bring her out of her spiraling thoughts by nudging her in the hip. Taking a deep breath and looking at the gallon bag of half-day-old croissants, cookies, macaroons, and everything else she could squirrel away without her parents noticing, she forcefully shoves her nerves aside and walks over. "Adrien? What are you doing here?"
The blonde jumps a mile in the air, before whirling around tense as a bowstring. Thankfully, he relaxes upon recognizing her. "Marinette? What…"
"Ladybug visited me last night, said it was urgent that I got as much food together as possible and brought it here. You?"
Adrien says "Cat Noir visited, said someone important to him was living here. And, since it was my father's warehouse, I could get in easily enough." And then, before he can add on a half-thought explanation as to why that makes any sense whatsoever, the door suddenly opens.
Bloom asks "Mari? Adrien? What are you two doing here?"
Marinette practically shoves the gigantic bag of food into Adrien's arms, wrapping her arms around her best friend at once and immediately asking if she's alright, what is she doing in there, does she want to go back to her place.
Bloom struggles out of Marinette's arms, feeling her side starting to actually pulse - not even throb, pulse! Turns out her bones were less healed than she thought and her magic got taken up healing that all night - and says "I'm fine, Marinette. No, I don't want to go back to your place. I'll stop by after school, though. Now, really, what are you two doing here?!" The stubborn, oh-so-stubborn look on Adrien's face for a moment tells her he's not going to just let things be. He's apparently not going to let her slip into school about an hour early so she can swipe a stapler to keep her side together until her magic can heal it after healing her black-and-blue shoulder - she woke up and can barely move her arm, making it real difficult to get into her current bra, shirt, and jacket.
Adrien can't believe his absurdly stubborn sister, she is so stubborn - not like he isn't, though. All three of them, actually. He finds it irresistible in Ladybug, and utterly exasperating in his sister - mainly because it usually comes into play against him when he's trying to take care of her or when she's clearly injured but insists she isn't.
He gets the intensely unpleasant experience of hearing every single wince and quiet groan she makes throughout school, seeing her paler than normal face shift slightly every time she twists and turns, and he nearly goes into a mild panic attack when she up and disappears when they get let go for lunch. It actually takes Marinette to calm him down, placing her hands on his shoulders and saying "Adrien, we'll find her. She can't have gone far, right?"
Adrien nods, too worried for his sister to question why she isn't stammering and playing sentence-scrabble right now - somehow or other, she always manages to take control during a crisis and keep a level head. They head back to the classroom, and see…the girl's bathroom not two doors down.
Marinette deadpans "She's in there, I'll go see if she's alright." Honestly, her best friend is so stubborn - it's almost enough to make her scream. Followed by hair-tearing - potentially Bloom's, if given a moment to really consider it.
When she gets into the bathroom, what she finds is…actually, she shouldn't be that surprised. Still, the sight of a bloody stapler in Bloom's hand, her shirt pulled up to reveal a three-inch-long cut in her side that she's clearly been stapling closed, is more horrifying than anything else.
Trying very hard to not lose her cool, Marinette takes four deep breaths and asks "What do you think you're doing?"
Bloom deadpans "Keeping this closed until I'm strong enough to heal it. Why?"
Marinette so wishes Cat Noir were here right now - he's the only one she listens to, at least for things like this. They listen to each other in battle, the two of them trade ideas back and forth when they're hanging out…but her brother is the only one that can convince her to do something she doesn't want to do. She's sorely tempted to organize a 'Bloom watch' just to keep situations like this from happening. She's definitely locking up every needle and bit of thread she has while having her mom get Bloom something to eat today, though.
After a moment, Marinette worriedly asks "Why isn't it healed? I thought your powers including healing?"
Bloom sighs, giving the door a pointed look, and quietly says "They do, but I did a lot with my magic yesterday, Spots. At the moment, I'm still healing my shoulder." She slides part of her jacket and shirt down, revealing a yellow-green patch under her collarbone and going across her shoulder.
Marinette gasps, asking "What happened?!"
Bloom winces, moving away from Mari's concerned hands coming to get a better look at the ugly bruise,and asks "Remember when Mime had a gun? He got a lucky shot, no pun intended. And I hit the ground on my shoulder after Catnip stopped the bus, hence...most of the bruise, I think." And the grenade didn't help matters -
They've been shot at before, stopping muggings and robberies they come across on Patrols, but ordinary bullets don't get through the suit. Apparently Akuma-bullets do.
Marinette facepalms so hard she's sure she's left a bruise of her own, in lieu of screaming, shaking Bloom, and breaking down crying. She's not sure whether to be grateful or not when Bloom lifts her shirt up once the two girls are safely locked away Marinette's room to show a thin red line and some staples instead of the cut about an hour after school ends.
Bloom pulling the staples out with magic, only to heal the new injuries while eating macaroons isn't much better, honestly, but at least Marinette can keep those injuries clean with a clean washcloth and bowl of water!
AN: Yes, I know, it's a double! Surprise! If anyone's mad about the injuries Bloom got with Mr. Mime...well, I'm trying not to write her as a Mary Sue. Really, I am. But in a world where her magic is unique and on the level of the tiny gods that grant ordinary humans superpowers...well, it's just too easy to make her the one-size-fits-all solution to every Akuma attack. And I don't want to do that, really. Not every Akuma attack is going to be as easy as swiping a whistle. Out of Season One...Mr. Mime and Volpina were honestly the most dangerous villains from what I saw. Some were up there, yeah - Guitar Villain, for instance, and Princess Fragrance was alright - but Mr. Mime was already borderline homicidal in canon and Volpina was a fake Miraculous Holder. Trying to make it at least semi-realistic.
Anyway, enjoy! More updates coming soon!