-Julian's POV-

"I-I'm sorry, you what!?" I can't help but let the incredulous tone slip into what I thought would be a normal phone conversation with my parents, but as always they manage to prove me wrong every time I think something is normal.

"We fired your homeschool teacher, your father and I both agree that this hermit lifestyle you so enjoy is no longer beneficial for your future. You have been successfully enrolled and will attend Collège Françoise Dupont as soon as possible." My mother explains through the call, and I don't need to see her face to know that she thinks I'm being too dramatic.

"But Mother! Today is Sunday! School starts tomorrow and I'm nowhere near ready for this! Why didn't you tell me sooner!?" I wail, Ossi gives me a concerned look from his corner of my room.

"I do not appreciate this tone young man, the house staff will have everything prepared for you tomorrow morning before school, and your father and I want to hear nothing but good news from them, understood?" Her tone conveys that there is no room for argument, clearly done with this conversation.

I let out a sigh. "Yes Mother."

"Good, we'll call you next week to check your progress, we love you, goodbye." The phone line cuts off before I could even reply.

-The Next Day-

"C-can you maybe drive slower?" I beg the driver, because if I'm going to head towards my death I would rather it be a pleasant walk than a run.

The driver chuckles, very familiar with my timid attitude. "Sorry young sir, but any slower and you'll be late to your first class."

I grumble under my breath, jealous at Ossi snoring away in my shirt pocket under my jacket, why can't I be a Kwami?

The car finally stops in front of my soon to be grave, fellow students like me walking towards their doom, featuring teachers, group work and… socialization, chills run down my spine at the thought of it.

I already received my timetable and the required books from the staff, and because of my terrible sense of direction, I've spent the last night studying the school layout so intensively that I'm sure I can navigate the hallways blindfolded. Actually, that might not be such a bad idea...

"I can hear whatcha thinkin' kid, and ya can't walk around school with ya eyes covered all the time." Ossi peeks out from my jacket to glare at me, letting out a sigh at my genius plan being discovered so early, I decide to just rip the bandage off and walk right into death's door.

Heading towards my classroom, I pretend to be looking at my map while I dodge any incoming students, who are busy doing their own stuff like it's the easiest thing in the world. I heave a sigh of relief when I finally arrive in my assigned class taught by Miss Bustier. Thankfully there doesn't seem to be as many students here as most TV shows that I've watched, two students per table with around eight tables in total. I strategically snuck towards the tables at the back of the room where I can hopefully sit and be invisible, the table to the right is already filled with two girls, and the other had a single student with bright red hair, currently busy with drawing something in his sketchbook.

Taking a deep breath, I try my best to remember anything I can grasp from TV shows or etiquette classes.

"P-pardon me, but is this seat taken…?" I squeak. The boy says nothing, continuing to sketch furiously into his sketchbook.

"Um… H-hello…?" I inch closer, hoping that my voice would be louder that way, but the boy continues to ignore me. Although now that I'm closer, I can see what the boy was drawing, it's a comic strip featuring the epic fight between Ladybug, Chat Noir and me as Faon Vert against Stormy Weather a few days ago.

"Can I help you?"

Letting out a yelp, I realize that I had gotten so close that I was basically staring over the boy's shoulder at his drawings.

"Oh! M-my apologies! Your art pieces are just so… exquisite…?" I trail off before cringing, too formal! More TV shows and less etiquette! The poor redhead looks even more confused and maybe even a little scared of me now.

"I-I mean, I was asking if the seat next to you was taken, but you looked like you were really concentrating on your drawing so... I got distracted by it as well… Sorry."

The redhead still looks a little confused but does eventually go back to his drawing. "You can sit there, it's fine." He says before resuming his sketching. I slowly sat down, wondering if I had completely screwed over my time here already.

"I… I mean it, you know, your drawings... your drawings are really good." I manage to say before pretending to search for something in my bag to avoid eye contact. From the corner of my eyes I see the boy look up at me.

"You think so?" He asks, face a little red too.

I nod, managing a small smile. "Yeah! You show their movements so cleanly, I can easily imagine a superhero movie with your artstyle and animation, have you considered publishing it?"

The boy's face grows even redder. "N-no, I haven't, it's just a remake of their fights on TV anyways, nothing original."

I let out a hum. "Why don't you make your own superhero then? It'll be like the adventures of Ladybug, with a twist."

The boy's eyes widens as he processes the idea, "That's… not a bad idea, thanks, umm…"

"Julian" We stare at each other awkwardly before I think screw it, raising a hand for him to shake.

"Nathaniel… It's nice to meet you." He shakes my hand before turning back to his drawing again, this time flipping to a new page and designing what I think is an original hero. Smiling to myself, I pull out my textbook, maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

"Alright class, settle down, it looks like we have a new student today."

Nevermind, it's bad, it's super bad.

The teacher whom I assume is Miss Bustier looks at me with kind eyes. "Would you like to introduce yourself?"

No, I very much would not , but now everyone is looking at me with different degrees of judgment in their eyes... I can't just back off now can I?

I take a deep breath before standing. I can do this, I'm Faon Vert, I stare down evil on almost a weekly basis, I… can do this.

"Aye-" My voice cracks immediately and I cringe, feeling like jumping out the window right now and sticking my face in the grass, deers do that too right?

"I'm Julian Le Beau, n-nice too- Nice to meet you…" I nearly bowed, good thing I didn't because I would've slammed my head on my table in an attempt to knock myself out.

The class lets out a chorus of Hellos except one of the blond students who looks deep in thought, her hair is tied in a ponytail and she clearly puts a lot of effort into making herself look her best.

"Wait a second, I know you, your parents own Le Beau Studios!" She exclaims, and damn it, should've known this would come up sooner or later.

"No way! Your family produces the best movies in the world!" Another girl shouts and- hey, that's the girl I met at the park the other day.

"Y-yeah, that's me…" I say before quickly sitting back down, hopefully that will be the end of that topic, preferably forever.

Classes pass by without much fuss after that, Miss Bustier is actually a pretty great teacher, I would've loved her if she was a homeschool tutor instead of a prison warden.

After the bell rings, I try my best to remain as hidden as possible, managing to sneak away from class before anyone could start asking me scary questions that I've seen new students endure in the movies. Walking down the steps of the school and approaching the sidewalk, I notice that Adrien, the teen model whom I embarrassed myself at the park a few days ago and is now also in my class, is talking with his friend in front of the school. Without thinking I leap over the hand railing, hiding from their sight.

"Uhhh."

Covering my mouth to stop a scream from coming out, I realize that I had jumped right in the middle of a conversation between two girls who I think are also my classmates.

"Hey! The boy at the park last week, Julian right?" The girl I met at the park looks at me with a spark of amusement, well, at least they're not scared of me, like I am of them.

"O-oh um, yeah, apologies for… jumping in…" I say weakly, the two girls stare at me for a second before snickering, causing me to blush.

"That was terrible, I love it, it's nice to meet you officially, I'm Alya and this is Marinette." The girl who introduces herself as Alya shakes my hand while Marinette had already resumed peeking over the railing at something, before quickly looking back down.

"I can't do it, I can't do it!"

Alya facepalms, remembering why they were even here in the first place. "Uh, no you don't, girl. You've been stalling all morning. Now's the time." She says before shoving Marinette towards the stairs, ignoring the bluenette's cry of protest before she lands in front of Adrien and his friend, straightening up and saying something.

"Umm… Is she going to be okay…?" I ask out of concern as the girl looks to be seconds away from having a panic attack. Alya laughs and peeks at them with me.

"She's fine, just horribly awkward around the love of her life is all."

The two of us watch the, in my opinion, complete trainwreck of a courtship on Marinette's part, until the blonde girl who recognized me during class shows up beside Marinette.

"Ugh… Chloe." Alya grumbles, before noticing my confused look. "That's Chloé Bourgeois, daughter of the mayor of Paris and the worst human being in existence."

"That… that has to be an exaggeration…" I mutter before watching Chloe shove Marinette away from Adrien before jumping on him. Okay, maybe she's not the best.

I look at Marinette who was dejectedly staring at the present in her hands. "That was… It wasn't as bad as you thought it was…?" I try to comfort her, but that just seems to make her slump down even more.

"C'mon, you can do it! Even Julian agrees right?" Alya joins the two after spying, looking at me to back her up.

"Um, yeah, just go for it…" I encourage, trying to sound somewhat confident, thankfully Marinette seems to accept it, looking up with determination.

Only to watch Adrien walk into his car and be driven away.

Marinette lets out a sigh, "Why can't I just mean what I say?"

Alya looks confused. "Say what you mean?"

"Yes." I say without hesitation, before realizing I probably interrupted a conversation between the two of them, turning quickly to apologize, I realize that they're snickering at me again.

"Thank you guys, for the support." Marinette said before gasping. "I got it! I'll just put this in his mailbox!"

"That's my girl! You wanna come with? Julian?" Alya asks, I look at the two of them with wide eyes, they're inviting a guy they barely know to accompany them? "S-Sorry, but I have someone picking me up soon." I quickly said my goodbyes to the both of them as my own car started to drive up the school, getting into it, I let out a huge sigh of relief at the new barrier protecting me from the rest of society.

"So how'd it go?" My driver asks.

I give him a small smile, "Actually, it's not as bad as I thought it would be."

-Back at Home-

"Ya did great kid, I'm proud of ya."

I smile at my Kwami as he and I jump onto the living room couch before I turn on the TV. Looking out the window to our garden, I notice that the gardener is working on one of the many hedges we have in the estate.

"If you call being scared out of my life 'great', then yeah, I did fantastic."

Ossi lightly headbutts my cheek again with a stern look. "Look kid ya gotta accept a compliment from time to time."

"Well maybe I will when I actually do something to deserve it." I say childishly, sticking my tongue out at Ossi before a scream from outside interrupts our conversation, sharing a look with Ossi, we both rush toward the window to see our gardener, who has been trapped in a bubble, quickly floating towards the sky.

"Looks like another Akuma, let's do this." I grab my pen and point it towards my Kwami. "Ossi, horns drawn!"

Ossi immediately dives into the tip of the pen, causing a deer head to appear in front of it. Swiping the pen across my eyes, the mask gets drawn and materializes onto my face, I drag the pen from my left hand back to my right as a brown suit slowly starts to appear from my arms towards the rest of my body. Twirling the pen around effortlessly as it slowly grows longer, I toss it upwards before reaching towards my back and pulling up a newly made hoodie, ears on its side and antlers on top as I catch the pen which has turned into blowgun as I lean against it with a lazy smile and a peace sign raised in the air.

I follow the bubbles towards a nearby mansion, my neighboring mansion actually. I peek over the roof of the building into the estate, it looks like the Akuma has gathered most of my classmates from school in the yard, while he stands on a giant stage with a variety of speakers.

"Alright everyone, the birthday boy's gonna come out any second, and I want everyone to get their cheer on, unless you feel like dancing with adults in the sky."

Looking around, I don't see Ladybug or Chat Noir anywhere, I probably won't be able to defeat him on my own, but maybe I can warn the person inside before they get captured by the Akuma as well.

Easily breaking into one of the rooms, I quickly scour the area for the mysterious birthday boy. Approaching what I think is the main door, I stop to see a portrait of an intimidating man, wearing an all black suit, perfectly styled white hair and glasses, he has his arm wrapped around… Adrien? I barely recognize him in the all black attire and dead serious look on his face.

"Faon Vert?" Jumping slightly, I turn around, Adrien looks up at me with a similarly surprised expression, he probably had just walked through the front door, which means he had already met the Akuma.

I give him a small wave. "Heya Adrien! Some party out there huh?" I swing off the railing and land right in front of him, checking him for any injuries.

The blond chuckles as he scratches the back of his neck. "Yeah, I guess, I've never had a birthday party before so-" He stops before he could share more. I empathize with him, I've never celebrated my birthday either.

"Well, you should make the most of it then!" I blurt out before I can stop myself, what am I saying? I'm supposed to be saving the boy, not living vicariously through him!

If possible Adrien looks even more shocked now, I clear my throat before continuing. "Well, forgive me for assuming, but it looks like you've got strict parents-"

"Parent."

I nod. "Strict parent, and… the akuma is your friend right?"

He nods this time.

"Well, maybe you should make the most of it, don't worry about any danger, cause I'll be here to protect you guys, and when Chat Noir and Ladybug show up, we'll take down the Akuma as well!" I promise, everyone deserves to have at least one birthday party.

"R-right… Chat Noir…" Adrien laughs awkwardly, looking at me gratefully. "Thank you d- I mean, Faon." He says before heading back out to his party. I let out a sigh, I wish I had friends close enough to throw me a party even when they're akumatised…

Wait, what am I thinking ?

Shaking the thoughts out of my head, I climb back out of the house and onto the roof so that I have a better view on the party. The akuma is currently playing a pretty upbeat song and the crowd, including Adrien, are dancing. Well… Adrien is dancing, the other guests look as they're doing this against their will, which I guess they are.

"Hello deer." Ladybug greets, landing beside me as I let out a groan.

"Not you too." I whine, I'm going to suplex Chat Noir when he gets here. Ladybug simply giggles as a slow song suddenly plays from the Akuma's speakers. Slowly the partygoers start to pair off to dance with each other. Chloe, the blonde who was talking with Adrien this afternoon, is now slow dancing with him.

"Adrien and Chloe make a cute couple don't they?" I muse, pointing them out for Ladybug, and jumping at the death glare she has towards them.

"There is no way this is happening. Lucky Charm!" I gape at her as a record materializes in her hands. Ladybug looks around for a second before flinging the record towards the wall, it ricochets off of it before landing on the Akuma's record player, immediately the song changes back to upbeat music.

"Umm… What was that?" I ask incredulously, the both of us ducking back under the roof to hide from the DJ. Ladybug simply nods her head in accomplishment, her earrings start beeping.

"Better bug out before I change back to normal, look out for the civilians while I'm gone." She orders before leaping off the roof. Letting out a sigh, I continue my watch, I'm sure Ladybug's plan involves transforming twice, and changing that record will lead to some grand revelation that will defeat the Akuma before Chat and I would even have to do anything.

...

Who am I kidding, this is why turning teenagers into superheroes is so much trouble in the movies. We all get angsty with feelings.

"Hey, you. Why aren't you having fun!?" The Akuma's voice snaps me out of my thoughts as I turn to see one of my classmates Ivan being cornered by the bubble blowing monster.

"None of your business." Ivan responds grumpily, and I have a feeling that it wasn't the best response.

The Akuma glares at him before reaching for the bubble blower on his back, "Then I'm going to make it my business."

And that was it, immediately leaping towards them, I stuck my blowgun right in between the Akuma and Ivan.

"Sorry but I think you should go back to your DJ-ing, needs more pop songs." I grin, spinning my weapon around, pushing Ivan aside.

The music stops abruptly after that, looking up, I see Ladybug standing over us, transformed again.

"Sorry Bubbler, but the party is over." She said, as the entire crowd lets out a cheer.

"Why you gotta be like that?" The Bubbler growls.

"You made all the adults disappear that's why!" The superheroine yells.

"Yeah, and you tried to send people who weren't having fun away too!" I join in.

The Bubbler glares at the both of us. "You will not bust up my party!" He screams before taking out his bubble blower and flinging the bubbles towards us. Quickly spinning my blowgun in a circle, I deflect the bubbles and I'm sure Ladybug has done the same.

"Any idea where Chat is?" I ask, dodging one of the errant bubbles before loading a shot and firing at one of the bubbles creeping up behind Ladybug, popping it.

"No idea!" Ladybug charges forward, flinging her yo-yo towards the Bubbler, the Akuma laughs haughtily before blowing a larger bubble this time, deflecting the yo-yo as it flies back towards Ladybug.

"Look out!" I yell, loading another shot to intercept the yo-yo before a flash of black jumps in, swatting the yo-yo into the air.

"Looks like I made it just in time." Chat Noir brags, flourishing his staff.

"I had it under control, but thanks." Ladybug responds, the yo-yo falling down and smacking Chat on the head before reeling back into her hand.

"If you guys are done with your witty banter, we have an Akuma to de-evilize." I jump behind them, preparing to fire a couple shots. The Akuma lets out a battle cry, winding up and sending a flurry of bubbles towards us, the three of us dance around each other, deflecting and popping any balloon heading towards us. However the Bubbler seems to have anticipated that, giving us an evil smirk as he snaps his fingers, immediately the bubbles all turn green before circling around us, some sticking onto us until we are all captured in one big bubble. Ladybug struggles against the bubble as the Bubbler laughs.

"Give me your Miraculous before you run out of air!" He demands, I let out a scoff.

"I rather drink tuna fish juice!" I yell for no reason, holding in a laugh at Ladybug and Chat Noir's disgusted looks.

The Akuma face palms. "Total party poopers, just like adults."

"Kids need adults!" Ladybug yells indignantly.

"False! Kids need freedom, fun, let loose and live it up. Adults are controlling and bossy." The Bubbler argues back. To be honest I was starting to see his side a little, although it's not like adults ever cared about whatever I do anyways.

Ladybug doesn't seem to share the same sentiment. "But the adults keep children safe and protected. They care for their kids, they love them!"

"Most adults do anyhow." My super hearing picked Chat Noir mumble under his breath, looking at him quizzically, Chat Noir realizes his mistake and gives me a panicked look before glaring back at the Akuma. "You must bring the adults back!"

"Nope, never. Know what, since you care so much about these adults, why don't you go float with them for a while?" The Bubbler growls before charging towards us. The three of us let out panicked screams as the Akuma winds up his leg, kicking us straight up into the sky, our voices fading in the distance.

"My blowgun is stuck!" I say, trying to move it, the bubble perfectly squeezing it in place, what would I give to have it be retractable like Chat's.

Speaking of Chat he is currently in the middle of trying to pop the balloon with his foot.

"Use your Cataclysm!" Ladybug orders.

"Couldn't you have said that five hundred feet ago?"

Ladybug gives him an exasperated look. "We can't stay stuck in this bubble together forever."

Chat Noir seems to think differently, suddenly smirking at her cheekily, like he doesn't even realize that I'm stuck here as well.

He eventually destroys the bubble with his Cataclysm, but now we have another problem, as the three of us start spiraling hundreds of feet down towards our doom, my brain frantically thinking of something that can save us.

"Should we see if you land on your feet this time Chat?" I hear Ladybug scream.

"No, thanks!" Chat screams back, I quickly position myself between them.

"Hold on to me!" I yell, quickly holding my blowgun with both my hands, feeling both Ladybug and Chat's grip on me. "Sticks can double as hang gliders! Mind's Eye!" Quickly imagining the weapon I'm holding as the handle one would hold a hang glider with, large wings appear behind us and thankfully I can feel our fall slowing down as I begin to maneuver us into a slow descent.

Landing on the ground, Ladybug and Chat Noir quickly detach themselves from me as I breathe a sigh of relief, even as Faon Vert I'm still not 100% good with people touching me.

"Good thing cats aren't afraid of heights." Chat brags, as if we all weren't just screaming our lungs out.

"We've got to get to his bubble sword, that's got to be where the Akuma is." Ladybug orders, immediately after, both Chat and my Miraculous start to beep, we don't have much time left.

Quickly deactivating my Miraculous (can't go lugging a hang glider around everywhere). "We better hurry." I say seriously, my teammates nodding at me before we all start rushing back to the Agreste mansion.

As we land at the gate of the mansion, The Bubbler seems to be looking for the rest of the partygoers who I think are now in hiding. "Where is everybody? Get out here and party!"

"Sorry to burst your bubble!" Ladybug exclaims, causing the hiding people to come out cheering her name. I wildly signal for them to keep quiet and go back to hiding.

"No one wants to party with you anymore, Bubbler." Ladybug continues as the Bubbler turns towards the civilians with a growl. I probably look like I'm trying to flag down an airplane at this point.

"What's wrong with all you guys!? Why you gotta be such haters!?" The Akuma yells, grabbing his bubble sword and launching bubbles at the party slaves, trapping them all in bubbles.

"NOOO!" Ladybug, Chat and I shout as our classmates start floating upwards.

"Outer space is the next stop for your precious peeps, and they're never coming back!" The Bubbler declares before running away, jumping from roof to roof, the three of us right on his tail.

The Bubbler finally stops on the side of the Eiffel Tower, lobbing explosive bubbles at us as we climb up to meet him.

Landing on one of the platforms of the Tower, I look at my blowgun, noticing only the deer's head remains on it.

"I'm gonna switch back soon, hurry!" Chat yells, clearly in the same predicament.

Ladybug activates her Lucky Charm, ladybugs fly from the yo-yo, forming a big wrench which falls in her hands.

"Your… plumbing skill is gonna help us out?" Chat asks incredulously, I was about to chime in with my two cents as well but the Bubbler launches even more bubble bombs towards Chat, causing him to run up the tower as the bombs pepper his location.

"Could use a little work! Is that all you got!?" Chat taunts, I look at Ladybug, she seems to be in idea making mode, which of course did not last long.

"Faon, help Chat." She orders before running towards the vent, I fire shots at any bubbles that are getting too close to Chat.

Quickly Ladybug loosens the screw on the pipe as a hot blast of air propels it around wildly.

"Guys, cover me!" The superheroine yells.

Chat jumps onto the pipe, dragging it down onto the floor, I quickly join him, the both of us trying keep the pipe steady as it blasts air at the Akuma.

"Go on!" Chat shouts at Ladybug, the Bubbler launches another flurry of bubbles at Chat and I, but it's swiftly deflected by the air blasting out of the pipe. As the Akuma raises his bubble sword again, Ladybug launches her yo-yo at it, grabbing onto its hilt and yanking it towards her and snapping it in half immediately.

As the ladybugs start to restore everything, I stretch, letting out a groan, this fight was tougher than usual. I jump up to meet the akumatized person as Chat and Ladybug fist bump behind me.

"Who? Dude…" The person mumbles, I gently pat his back.

"Nino right? You okay?" I ask, before receiving a nod. "You must be exhausted, let's get you out of here huh?" I sling his arm around my shoulder, slowly bringing him to the ground before leaving, feeling bad that it's the most I can do unless I risk transforming back.