About two weeks after the stalker-incident - at least, that's what Bloom's calling it, since she never did find out the Akuma's name as she was too busy punching him in the face and tying him up - Bloom and Marinette are hanging out and playing UMS3 up in Marinette's room when her parents call them down.

Only for Bob Roth to be there, asking them to design the cover for Jagged's newest Album. What he hands them, though… Marinette stares at it for a minute, Bloom looking over her shoulder from behind her, then says "It looks like…a perfume ad."

Bloom bites back her own response - it does, but a bad perfume ad at that - and asks "What, exactly, prompted the sudden change in Jagged's style?"

Bob Roth gives them a spiel about how Jagged wanted to modernize his style to appeal to the target audience - people their age - and how he's counting on them to give them a cover that'll sell. And, according to Bob Roth, the perfume ad is what will sell.

Bloom and Marinette trade disgusted glances when Bob Roth isn't looking, they wouldn't buy that if it was the last CD ever made.

As soon as they get upstairs, Marinette asks "Alright, now what's the real story behind this?" There's got to be more than that, there's no way Jagged Stone, the King of Rock 'N Roll, would ever want to do something like that.

Bloom sighs in utter disgust, and says "Jagged needs a new producer. XY is Bob Roth's son, and he's trying to piggy-back the talent-less hack on Jagged's fame. And this," she waves at the perfume ad masquerading as an album cover, "is his attempt at peer-pressuring Jagged into caving and doing a duet with the kid."

Marinette grimaces in disgust, and says "Now it all makes sense…" She loathes XY's music, it's so dull, lifeless, repetitive…everything Jagged Stone isn't. That's why she was so confused about the whole 'Jagged's modernizing his image' speech Roth gave them - Jagged Stone has dignity, after all.

And now I'm starting to loathe XY himself, along with daddy-dearest…

Marinette sighs, and asks "So…what now? All we have to work with is XY's garbage."

Bloom smirks, and says "Easy, I've got Penny's number. We can just get Jagged's stuff and make one that fits his image."

Marinette gives a wicked grin that would make Cat Noir so proud he'd swoon, and says "Ooh, let's do one for each! We can spring the real one on him after the fake!"

Maybe a minute later, Penny picks up with a confused "Hello?"

Bloom casually says "Hey, Penny, it's Bloom. So, we just got done listening to Bob Roth give us his crock of bull spiel about how Jagged wants to change his image…and I've got a question."

"Thank goodness you didn't believe him…what's the question?"

Bloom grins to Marinette, and asks "Does Jagged have his own album coming out, and do you have any tracks made up for it?"

"Yes, why?"

"We need you to email them to Marinette. Let's just say we want to give Bob Roth a little surprise. Can't tell you what, though, because we want your reactions to be authentic." And she really wants to see the look on Bob Roth's face when he sees the real album.

Penny starts laughing, laughing so hard they actually hear a thump that can only be her hitting the floor. "'Ello? Bloom?"

"Hey, Jagged. Heads up, we heard about your little talentless problem…and we think we have a solution. And we think you'll like it."

Marinette smirks as the email from Penny comes in, a list of twelve different songs Jagged's already come up with attached, and says "Fantastic. Let's get to work."

Marinette, Bloom decides, might've spent a little too much time around her - she might be rubbing off on the usually-sweet girl, if she's getting this much satisfaction out of pulling one over on Bob Roth. Oh well, too late now. I'm already addicted to the bakery food, Marinette's my best friend, and she's already this determined to show Bob Roth just what we think of 'what will sell.'

The piece for the XY-style cover is done in maybe an hour, not that it took much what with how uninspired it is. A bit of glitter, some highlighting, and it's done. And it looks ridiculous, but at least it looks better than XY's cover - still, not Jagged Stone whatsoever. Marinette groans when she looks at it, and says "I'm so embarrassed. That is the single worst thing I've ever drawn."

Bloom smirks, and says "Same. Now, though, we get to reward ourselves for the monumental effort of willpower and self-control it took not to simply trash it by making the real Cover. And listening to Jagged's stuff to wash away the mess that was XY's digital trash he calls music." Her ears might actually be bleeding from that noise, in all honesty.

Marinette cheers "I'm down for that, Bloom. Let's get to work!"

Jagged's cover takes a lot longer, mainly because Marinette decided she wanted to do a scent sticker - Bloom does the drawing for the cover, since she's got no idea how to do a scent sticker, while Marinette comes up with a scent that literally smells like sweat and leather. It ends up being absolutely awesome, 'rock 'n roll' is what Jagged would undoubtedly call it - accompanied by guitar riffs and all. His figure playing guitar, in front of the moon with one hand raised in his iconic rock n' roll pose.

Marinette calls it their duet, with Tikki and Longg joining in on the fun as well.

Jagged Stone raises a disbelieving eyebrow at the album cover Marinette handed over - when Bloom, who's standing right next to her best friend - said they had a surprise, he didn't expect…this. Though, from the smirk Bloom flashes him for the briefest moment, this isn't the surprise. "Doesn't this look an awful lot like that YZ guy's perfume ad? What happened to the raw, impulsive artistry that created these?" He taps the sunglasses for emphasis, genuinely confused on what happened to the two artistic girls.

Bloom grins at him instantly, even as Bob Roth glares and puts a hand on each of their shoulders - bad move, Fang seems to adore Bloom and instantly growls at him for it - and says "Well, seeing as we were listening to XY's soulless tones he calls music for that, we decided, instead of using it all up trying to make something good out of that…we'd make a backup for you just in case, based on your music that's yet to be released. It all went there."

Bob Roth turns an interesting shade of red as Bloom hands over the very different album cover, one that looks nothing like XY's perfume ad. Jagged grins in delight as he takes it, and says "It's so authentic, so rock 'n roll! I've gotta have it!"

Bob immediately says "No, you can't, it's not what our target audience-"

Bloom clears her throat, both her and Marinette getting matching smirks that spell trouble for Bob Roth, and asks "Is that the angle you're going with? Your target audience? People…our age? As part of your target audience, let the two of us give you our perfectly honest opinion on both XY's music and style and Jagged's. XY…I'm going to be brutally honest here. He's got no talent or passion for music, and what he produces has no life or soul because of it. The beat is dull, repetitive, and frankly, more often than not it's off-key and annoying. The lyrics themselves are dull and uninspired, and most of the time they don't even go together well." Bob Roth just gets angrier and angrier as Marinette gives her own - politer, but no more a fan than Bloom - opinion on XY and his music.

And then Jagged Stone gets a review of his own style and music, how he's got dignity and standards, how he's always been true to himself, and how he's poured his heart and soul into every song he's ever released.

And then Bloom back-handedly calls Bob Roth out by 'casually' mentioning that piggy-backing his son on Jagged Stone's already-established fame doesn't make the kid's music any more appealing, and the scandal that would come out as soon as it was leaked would practically destroy both their careers. By the time the two girls are finished, Bob Roth is fuming - he snatches the cover he wanted out of Bloom's hand and storms out of the room while Jagged just laughs.

After Bob Roth leaves, Jagged says "You two are my two favorite nieces ever." That. Was. EPIC. Absolutely ROCK 'N ROLL! What he wouldn't have given to have that recorded for posterity!

Penny quickly says "Jagged, they're not your nieces." If word of that got to the media, he could have a lawsuit slapped at him faster than he can blink!

Jagged blinks at her, and says "'Course they are, Penny. My nieces in rock 'n roll!"

Bloom just grins at Marinette and does the usual fist-bump with Marinette. Of course, they run into Adrien as they leave the studio, and then Chloe pushes past both of them to tell the other blonde Jagged Stone is at the hotel.

Longg growls, even his patience getting thin with the daily stunts the blonde girl pulls, and Tikki mutters "Chloe talking in the third person, so annoying."

Adrien frowns at Chloe, even as Bloom discretely waves his concern off and helps Marinette to her feet, and calls over "He's on the 13th suite. Just got out of a meeting with Bob Roth, but he was in a good mood when we left. Also, Fang likes his belly and under his chin scratched." The last thing she sees before turning the corner is Chloe's utterly gobsmacked expression, something almost as hilarious as Bob Roth earlier.

Marinette lasts about a block from the Hotel before she bursts out laughing at the look on Chloe's face, hanging onto Bloom for balance as her face turns redder than the red-head's own hair. She laughs until tears run freely down her face, wishing she'd gotten a picture of the look on her long-time tormenter's face right then.

And then they see a dragon flying around, shooting green flames down at the city.

All humor gone, Marinette asks "Are you seeing what I'm seeing?"

Bloom deadpans "If you're seeing a dragon, then yes."

Tikki adds "If you're seeing a dragon that's not Dragon Fyre over here, then yes."

Bloom just snickers, and says "You know me so well. Let's go hide!"