Disclaimer: I do not own Miraculous Ladybug or M.A.S.H or it's characters.
Chapter 28,
Margaret came and put Marinette under, so they could work on her leg. When she woke up, she was all alone, and left with a throbbing sensation in her leg. She eased up into a sitting position. Not feeling any pain, she decided to carefully stand up.
"Ugh." She grunted and she sat back down on the bed.
She didn't know how good it was for her leg, but she knew she needed to get up and walk around; so she could find the villain and fight them. She took a deep breath, and stood up again. She looked over and she saw a trash can outside. Walking over and throwing her gloves away could be a good way to practice walking, without straining herself.
She picked up her soiled gloves, and inches her way to the trash. Other then her stiffness, and occasional shot of pain, walking was quite tolerable. She had successfully thrown away her gloves, and turned to go back to the tent, when Klinger walked over to her.
"Hey kid. Sorry that took me so long? But you know Korea is a pretty busy town and all. I still wish you and your friend would have stayed at the mess tent. I've been looking everywhere for you two." Klinger said and Marinette's heart sank.
Was Adrien really roaming the M.A.S.H all by himself? Was Adrien looking for her? If Klinger couldn't find him, that means he could get lost and seriously hurt.
"Hey, where's that jacket you were wearing earlier?" Klinger said and Marinette bit her lip. She didn't really know what to say, and as it turns out, she didn't need to.
"Excuse me, you should be getting some rest before you go strolling around." Margaret said, walking up to them with what remains of Marinette's blood soaked jacket. Klinger saw it, and instantly recognized it before Margaret threw it in the trash.
"I'm sorry Ms. Houlihan, but I really shouldn't wait around for very long." Marinette said, and Margaret crosses her arms over her chest.
"As true as that might be, we just finished operating on your friend. You both should be taking it easy, no matter what your status or rank might be." Margaret said and Marinette nodded.
"And I understand that, but the sooner we stop the villain, the sooner people stop getting wounded." Marinette said.
"You are my patient, and I want you to take it easy, if only for an hour or so." Margaret said.
"But, I-"
"No, buts-"
"Uh, ladies. If I can be so bold." Klinger gently placed himself between the two of them.
"Why don't I take Marinette to my office. Her jacket is ruined and I got some stuff for her to sit and make herself a new one. That's easy for her to do without straining her leg." Klinger said to Margaret, and then he looked at Marinette.
"And while we're there, I can maybe help you find this villain your looking for, by making a few calls to whoever I need to." Klinger said, and he smiled at the both of them.
"Sound good?" Klinger asked and Margaret took a deep breath and sighed.
"If it keeps her from actively walking for a while, then that's sounds alright to me." Margaret said and Marinette nodded.
"Yeah, and if you can really help us out, then that is at least a step in the right direction." Marinette said and Klinger smiled.
"There we go, everyone's happy. Alright, kiddo, up we go." Klinger said, and in one swift movement, he swooped up Marinette, and held her bridal-style.
"Be careful with her." Margaret complained. Klinger asked Marinette to wave goodbye to the Major, which she did. He carried Marinette to the office, where he worked and slept, and he set Marinette down on the mattress.
"I got the perfect thing for you, Marinette. We got some army uniforms here that are too small for anyone here and I'm sure it's just about your size." Klinger said. He went over to a cardboard box and pulled out a jacket and a hat. He handed them to Marinette, and she thought Klinger was so sweet, that she went ahead and put on the hat and the jacket.
"Will wonder never cease, you look terrific. Marilyn Monroe eat your heart out, because you are a looker." Klinger said and Marinette giggled at him.
"Thanks, I would probably want to change these a little, though. And maybe put my hair back in pigtails." Marinette said and Klinger turned around. He grabbed a metal box and handed it to her.
"This has some of my sewing stuff in it, and I got some hair ties in there somewhere. You can work on the jacket and hat with this stuff while I call around." Klinger said. Marinette smiled when she took the box from his hands. She pulled out two hair ties, and put her hair back. Klinger smiled eagerly and sat beside her.
"Any chance you can show me?" Klinger said and Mark rose an eyebrow at him.
"Show you what?" Marinette asked.
"Come on, don't give me that. I might be a simple boy from Toledo, but I ain't stupid. The bloody clothes, surgery, all that talk about villains, and you and your friend telling me about superheroes? You've got to be Ladybug. Can I see your powers; or at least see your costume?" Klinger asked and Marinette blushed.
"Well.. maybe I'll show my costume later. I can show you the source of my powers, though; if you have something sweet, like cookies, to munch on." Marinette said, hesitantly. She knew they would disappear when the villain was gone, so there was very little risk with him knowing.
"My mom sent me a canister of nammoura, could that work? It's more like a cake, soaked in syrup with almonds on top, but not bad if you want something sweet." Klinger said, reaching under the bed and opening it up for her. It smelled really good and she smiled.
"Those will be great." Marinette said.
She reached into her pocket and pulled out her earrings. After she swiped them back from that General, she figured it was safer in her pocket, then in her hand, as they flew back to camp. She put in her earrings, and Tikki materialized.
"Wow, Marinette. That was too close for comfort." Tikki said and Marinette nodded.
"Yes, I know. I have something sweet for you, in case you needed to recharge, uh... what's it called again?" Marinette asked.
"Nammoura." Klinger finished, beaming at the little kwami.
"Wow, so this little cutie gives you powers?" Klinger asked as he handed her a square of Nammoura. Tikki took a bite and hummed pleasantly.
"A Lebanese dessert, right?" Tikki asked and Klinger nodded, impressed.
"Very good." Klinger said.
Then, just beyond the door to their right, there was a large crash and Marinette flinched.
"What's in there?" Marinette asked.
"Just some of the patients in post-op. I better go help them." Klinger said, setting down the nammoura and leaving the room. The swung opened and Marinette saw an evil looking clown in the next room. She reached over and pushed the door gently, just a crack to make sure she wasn't seeing things.
But no, there was a demented clown, screaming about floating, scaring the patients around him, and... what? There was some sort of green diamond above his head. It remained there until the nurses successfully sedated the clown and the diamond froze in place, as if to look for someone new.
After a moment, it went over the head of one of the doctors, who tensed and slowly looked around; as if seeing these surroundings for the first time. It was incredibly odd. Almost like how video games occasionally switch from characters to characters, but it's all the same player.
Wait... is that how this all works? Someone is actually playing a video of all this...?