I had a lot of fun writing this chapter, I hope you enjoy it. Also, I have chosen a Butterfly name for Nino from all of your ideas. Thank you all. I loved two them and had a hard time choosing which one to use, but I have decided I will use one and use the other as an Akuma's name. :)

you will find out which name I will use, at the end of the NEXT CHAPTER! MAHAHAHHA! SO EXCITED!

Nino stood up, and stepped in pace with Adrien, his face lowered with the largest scowl Nino ever saw on his face. Smiling softly, Nino punched his shoulder lightly.

"Thanks man." Nino said, Adrien glancing up at him, his scowl dissolving.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't be so mad. I didn't expect Chloe to say such a thing, I thought I knew her better. Guessed I was lying to myself." Nino smiled, clamping his arm around his shoulders.

"Hey, don't be bro. From what I've heard about you and Chloe in your childhood, she sounded like a great friend. And a true friend never gives up on the other, that's all you've been doing." Nino said, the class fallowing behind them down the stairs.

"Still, I'm sorry what she said… and how I reacted, I shouldn't've been so cold."

"Yeah about that, I never knew you could be like that.
"Yeah, well, I learnt it from the best… my dad." Adrien sighed, Nino wincing and giving him another pat.

The tables in the yard were moved to each side of the yard, a few had blankets covering gapes to prevent balls to slip in under them. On each side, Mr. D'Argentcourt had placed baskets filled with basket balls and he picked up one and tested it out, a slight taste of disgust on his face.

"Such a un-sportsmanship form of game. So, the rules are simple, three hits to the chest, you're out. If thou are out, Miss Bustier is kind enough to give thou homework." He winked up above them, the class turning to see Miss Bustier waving down at them. The class groaned. "So if you don't want to do homework, get going." Chloe held her head high above the basket balls and grabbed Sabrina's hand and marched up the stairs, accepting two worksheets from Miss Bustier.

"Since Miss Chloe and Sabrina is out, I will be taking their places." He said, his shoulders sagging, before he straightened, pointing to the distance. "Let the war for Paris begin! Move soldiers!" He commanded, his group rushing to the other side, quickly grabbing balls.

"To the tables!" Adrien shouted, pushing Nino down behind a table. Their side of the class fallowed their suit, Nathaniel receiving a hit to the shoulder. Ivan grabbed him and pulled him beside him.

"How are we going to do this?" Marinette asked, Alya patting her shoulder.

"Don't worry, stay down and let us do the shooting." Alya grinned when Marinette frowned at her.

"I can throw."

Adrien stepped in. "OK, this how we going to do this. Everyone, grab a ball and all at once, throw them." He grabbed a ball from the basket beside him, everyone except Marinette grabbing one.

"That's a horrible plan." She said, unimpressed before squeaking. "I mean… its not bad but… I don't work it'll think, I mean I don't think it'll work…"

"OK, together then… one, two three!" Adrien jumped up, the others fallowing him. Nino standing and started to aim towards Max.

A wave of balls flew towards them, the class squeaking and fell down, their balls still clutched in their arms as they held them close to them as the balls bounced on the tables and flew over their heads.

"Ok, that's it. I'm taking over." Marinette growled, grabbing a ball. "Ivan and Nathaniel, go futher down the right and start distracting them. Nino and Adrien, move up and down the tables and throw as meny balls at them as they focus on Ivan and Nathaniel. Remember, keep moving if you don't want to get hit hit. Ivan, keep an eye on Nathaniel, he's one health down. Alya and I will keep you guys supplied and collect any of the thrown balls from the D'Argentcourt army."

Adrien and Alya grinned at her, Ivan and Nathaniel giving her a nod and moved down the tables. Nino grinned at her, spinning the rubber ball in his hands.

"May the force be with us."

"And may the odds be ever in your favour." Adrien finished, fist pumping him. Nino grabbed a second ball and huddled down towards the left side, Adrien fallowing him.

Kim was the first to go down, Nino and Adrien teaming up and threw all of their balls at him as he and Alix stood on the table, challenging the other to avoid the thrown balls. Marinette managed to get two good hits on Alix as she jumped back down behind the table. Ivan received a harsh hit in the chest as he pushed Nathaniel out of the way of a ball from Max, who timed was pleased to see his calculations were correct.

Nino could hear Mr. D'Argentcourt shouting, inspiring his team to rise up and fight like his ancestor did. Grinning, Nino peeked over the table. He saw D'Argentcourt standing up, his eyes glaring towards Marinette.

"Adrien, lets take out their head." Nino pointed with his head towards him, Adrien peeking over and nodded. Roaring the two stood up and pulled their arms back. Nino face paled, seeing Mr. D'Argentcourt grinning, his arm already pulled back.

"We've been tricked!" Nino shouted dramatically as he threw his ball. Adrien screamed, diving in front of Nino. Nino gasped, his eyes widening. Marinette screamed in panic, her ball flying in front of Adrien and hit Mr. D'Argentcourt ball off course. Adrien crashed into the ground, unhurt. Nino ducked down as Marinette swirled her arms back and forth towards Mr. D'Argentcourt, Alya supplying her with balls with a maniac grin.

"Oh she's angry." She chuckled as Nino knelt over Adrien.

Adrien stared up at the sky above him as he laid on the ground, tears in his eyes. "Am i…. dead? Nino! You're here too? He got you too?" He reached up, rubbing Nino's cheek. Nino stared at him, amused as Adrien moved Nino's cheek around.

"You watch too much Anime. And no, Marinette knocked his ball away from us. It was actually a really good shot." Nino glanced towards Marinette scrambled around, picking thrown balls and threw them towards Mr. D'Argentcourt, who was scurrying away.

"Cease your fire, woman! Thou killed me five balls ago!"

"Uh, girl?" Alya poked her, snapping her out of her rage.

"Um… Sorry!" Marinette shouted, smiling sheepishly toward the boys.

"We should both take notes to never to make her angry… agreed?" Nino whispered, Adrien nodded.

"Agreed. But what was she angry about?"

Nino and Adrien clapped their hand together, Adrien helping Nino up as cheers erupted around them as Rose came out, her hands up as she surrender. The teams rushed together, Ivan and Mylene hugging each other, Ivan apologised for getting her shoot. Mylene smiled, hugging him tighter.

"That was fun. You were great." Alya congratulated Adrien, who laughed it off.

"Oh no, it was all Nino. He has a great shot. Through Marinette is a force on her own." He laughed, Marinette blushing.

"Hmm, no. You two were the real heroes." She said, Adrien and Nino tensing. Nino turned to him, laughing nervously.

"Us, heroes?"

Adrien snorted nervously. "I don't have time to be a hero, no way."

The class laughed together, unaware of four Kwami's watching them.

Wait... Four?
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