Yes, sort is good as long as you don't belittle anyone and become akumatized ... meanwhile Chase is helping a friend in trouble.


Ladyfox landed on the ground, then released Ivy.

" There. Next time don't come so close okay ?" said the heroine.

" But I have to cover it for my blog ! You're in here too you know. So tell me : how does that feel to be a superheroine ? How are you feeling now after some time ?" replied Ivy.

She pointed her phone to record Ladyfox's answers. That one had just rescued the ginger who approached too much an akumatized and put herself in danger. That wasn't the first time Ivy was present on site where Ladyfox and Lone Wolf were fighting. Ladyfox hold a sigh. Ivy was announcing to her blog what happened. Ladyfox felt a tap on a shoulder.

" Here. A firm knock." said Lone Wolf, tending his staff.

Ladyfox had a snort. Ivy noticed his presence, and of course went to interview him as well.

" Hey hello Lone Wolf ! I'm the Wolf blog owner. Please, tell me how does it feel now to have a partner ? How is your relation ?" questioned the girl.

" Calm. She at least isn't a blah blah mouth." deadpanned Lone Wolf.

Ivy blinked. Was what a message for her ?

" So that means you two get along."

" Yes we are. Listen : we appreciate your tribute to us, but stay…at...a…safe…distance. Alright ?" he elaborated.

" Got it." smiled Ivy.

" We should go now, wolfie. About to de-transform." warned Ladyfox.

" Right away, fox cub."

" I'm not a fox cub !"

Both leaped.

" Aaaaw, they're so cute." concluded Ivy.

Each went its own way. Now, they have to go to school and fast. They arrived riiiight when the bell ended ringing. Each tried to be natural. Ivy greeted her friend on the way, then Chase.

" So that's the day for our presentation. Feeling nervous ?" made Carmen.

" Why that question ? Want me to hold your hand ?" ironized Chase.

" Nooo, I thought you might want to go to the toilets before. That could avoid us an embarrassing moment." retorted Carmen.

" I return you the compliment : hope you took your anti-vomiting pills."

They smirked to each other while entering the classroom.

" I feel for you guys, you don't have a wonderful partner like me." intervened Ivy.

" Touché." they both replied.

The class began. The binomials passed one after the other. Carmen and Chase were almost the last ones. Practically the whole class sighed when the last duo faced them. Ivy stated she only did her part.

" What ?! But where's mine ?" questioned Sheena.

" Dunno. You forgot it ?" responded innocently Ivy.

" You were supposed to do it ! I told you I'd do the presentation !" exclaimed Sheena, pointing her.

" No way. It was supposed to be a teamwork, as I told you ten thousand times at least. But you decided to play the lazy one, expecting me to do all the job and get all the credit for it." denounced Ivy.

" How dare you ?"

" Come on Sheena. We know you, you make someone else do your homework for you." intervened Graham.

" That's pure slander !" she exclaimed, scandalized.

" Oh, and what are you going to do ? Call your daddy like a kid ? Seriously, is there even something you can do on your own ?" added Chase.

" Everybody please calm down. Sheena, Ivy is right you were supposed to do your share of the work." said Miss Argent.

" And I told you I didn't want to be paired with her. All this wouldn't be happening if you did as I asked." retorted Sheena.

Most of the students either rolled eyes nor face palmed.

" Are you looking for a shovel Sheena ? Cause you sure are digging your own grave." commented Jean-Paul.

" Humph ! You're just jealous because my father is one in charge of this town, and the director of the most prestigious hotel and …"

" Aaaand as I told before, it especially mean that you, you don't have any influence or power." cut Carmen.


" Oh you sure about this ? I can ask him to force you to apologize and close that damn school !"

" Wonderful idea ! We wouldn't see your nogging, you'd do us a favour in fact." retorted Ivy.

The teacher asked for them to calm down one more time. She then said she couldn't grade their work if it was incomplete.

" Hey ! I'm not responsible if she didn't do her part ! Grade my own and give her what she deserves !" protested Ivy, pointing Sheena.

" Huh ? I never said I wouldn't do anything, I was supposed to speak !" insisted the latter.

" And I never agreed ! Everyone worked equally on this, and spoke each in turn. That's team work !"

" Miss, just grade Ivy's work, after all you said that each partner had to work on that presentation, why not Sheena ?" intervened Graham.

" Yes, that would be fair at least." approved Antonio.

Miss Argent considered the suggestion. Her student was right, she gave a precise instruction that everyone followed. She shouldn't do any exception or preferential treatment. So she announce she'll listen to Ivy, and that Sheena would get a bad grave. Naturally that one protested but the whole class booed her, compelling her to shut up. Ivy could finally start. Her work obtained a good grade. Sheena was furious : she'd call her father and oblige all those beggars to apologize, including the teacher. However, once out several students from the class strongly advised her to shut up. They recalled her she was responsible for the teacher's akumatization, not to mention everybody was fed up with her tantrums, and there would be retaliation one of these days.

" Well, that was hectic." commented Carmen.

" As expected with that spoiled brat. When is she going to grow up." sighed Chase.

" You were in her class before ?" inquired Ivy.

" For two years. This is the third. Graham had the pleasure to meet her last year, as well as Jean-Paul and Antonio. What Graham said is true : we already heard her telling that her butler would do her work, she only deign to revise the courses. That's how she has more or less good grades." explained Chase.

" Some girl she is, indeed. But at least the teacher accepted to grade my work only. I feared the contrary." confessed Ivy.

" And you did a good job. Now let's change topic : what's the next course ?" said Carmen.

" Sport." replied Devineaux.

Ivy gulped. The PE teacher was … erm. Terrifying. Named Coach Brunt, she was huge. And ruthless toward ones who weren't athletics and not trying to. Surely the only one Sheena was really afraid of. Once the class in front of her, she used her whistle. Let's say that with the strength of her breath even a dead could hear her.

" Three laps around the track to warm up. Starting now !"

Whistle again. Sheena tried to invent an excuse. But Coach leaned to her and roared to her face to run. The girl fled with a yell. Farther ahead, Carmen caught up with Devineaux. Usually the young man was the most resilient, until she came.

" There you are. What took you so long ?" he asked.

" Nothing. I thought I could let you some head start, before you can see me winning." replied Sandiego.

" I like your optimism." he grinned.

" Hahaha !"

They tried to overtake each other for a while, before realizing that no, they couldn't. They giggled about it. They spotted Brunt roaring at a poor classmate for being so slow.

" Hang on !" said Carmen when catching up.

" Yeah, don't worry if sport isn't your forte. You certainly have other qualities." added Devineaux.

" Thanks …" huffed the student.

The class ended their warming up, more or less tired. Then, some stretching before some exercises. Where Coach had the occasion of showing how beautiful her voice was, how an example of patience she was. How encouraging for young not found of sport. This only lead to stress them, and those emotions didn't go unnoticed for long.

" Aaaah, stress, anxiety, resentment. What a fine mix for an akuma." declared Lord Butterfly.

The black butterfly went away. He wondered, as each time, if he could win. Lord Butterfly had to do his best to convince himself in front of all his past failures. Those two superheroes were stronger than he anticipated. Butterfly always believed he was very intelligent : he was a scientist after all. Sure, he had to gain experience before. However, he didn't expect his enemy to be that performing from the start. Lone Wolf knew how to fight which facilitated his task. In revenge, Ladyfox had some trouble, he noticed it. Her partner trained her, he recognized some moves. Now, she was experienced enough to be as efficient as Lone Wolf, and they had the upper hand. Butterfly shook his head. If he started to doubt then he might as well give up. He had to persevere.

His akuma arrived on site. He entered the changing rooms where his target was. The poor student that Chase and Carmen encouraged. Brunt kept picking on him during the second hour of sport. He was now sitting on a bench, looking down, holding a towel. The akuma entered it.

" Dear Sporteen, I'm Lord Butterfly. I understood you were quite mistreated today, as often since a while. Well now is the time to get revenge. I just ask for two little things in exchange."

" Seems only fair, Lord Butterfly."

The young one got transformed. Outside, while the studends were crossing the courtyard they saw the goals nets suddenly assemble. Then, someone threw it on the teacher. It was … a young man perched on a pile of balls. Coach Brunt got pulled until him.

" Hello again Coach. Say, how about we test your stamina, to see if that's so wonderful huh ?" said Sporteen.

" Oh you want to put it to the test ? Fine, I'll show you what I'm made of !" retorted Brunt.

She grabbed the net she literally teared.

" Nice, but I'm the one in charge here and from now on you'll do as I say."

He made his towel slamming at her face. Brunt suddenly stiffened. Sporteen ordered her three laps of the track full speed. The teacher felt her legs moving on their own, and off she was.

" Oh look, an akumatized. How surprising." commented Chase.

" Yeah, that's so uncommon these days." added Carmen.

Joke aside, they had to shelter. Sporteen was now sending objects to his teacher : dozens of different balls, rackets, studs. Coach couldn't avoid all of them and fell several times. Each time her body was compelled to stand up and to continue running. Then, Sporteen grew hurdles, holes, suspension rods, rings … the rest of the class decided to alert their teachers. Fast before Brunt died of exhaustion.


When the director arrived on site to discover the scene, he commanded that no one intervene. He'd go and try to reason the intruder.

" Huh, hello ? Who are you and what is your grief with our teacher ?" he asked.

Sporteen turned football patterned eye apples to him.

" Stay out of my way."

" Please, there's surely another way to solve this, but you have to tell me what happened between you two." insisted the director.

" You want to know ? Very well. Experience it yourself you'll understand faster." decided Sporteen.

He slapped him with his towel, before sending him to join Brunt. That one was starting to be out of breath : she had stamina alright, but not forever at full speed with so many obstacles. Sporteen had a loud laugh. He warned that everyone who would try to interfere would be part of the show.

" In that case, mind adding two more playmates ?" he heard.

Ladyfox was here with Lone Wolf, that one leaned on his staff.

" That's a good idea actually. Sport is health after all." replied Sporteen.

A launch of basket balls punctuated his offer. The heroes leaped backward and dodged. Ladyfox saw Red Drone behind her opponent. She took a headset from her yoyo.

" Alright sis, she heard. It took me a whole month and several samples but I found it : the akuma's frequency. That one his located in his towel." announced Player.

" Perfect, good job Player." she said.

Protecting herself with her yoyo from ping pong balls, Carmen approached her partner to transmit the intel. Lone Wolf replied they have to act fast before the victims fell of exhaustion. Ladyfox had to immobilize them. Spotting ribbons, she grabbed two of them, then asked her partner to cover her. Lone Wolf used his staff as a shield. When Brunt arrived near her, the young woman stopped her with her yoyo wrapping her knees. Two ribbons tied her from head to toe. Coach thanked her : even if she was still wriggling at least she could rest a bit. Now, to the director. She glanced at Sporteen, occupied avoiding his own projectiles that Lone Wolf was sending back. Carmen stopped the director.

However, Sporteen wouldn't allow that : he managed to dodge Lone Wolf's attacks and raced towards other students who were in recess, slammed them with towel before sending them attacking the two heroes. They each picked a balloon they threw, ping pong rackets … The two heroes protected themselves as they could. Not to mention Sporteen attempting to steal them by surprise.

" Now is the time for your Lucky Charm !" said Lone Wolf, sweeping a girl.

" I know !"

The yoyo spun then created a pearl necklace. What was she supposed to do with that ? Ladyfox observed it. It had five row of pearls. She lifted her eyes. Sporteen was trying to touch her partner with his towel, which was clicking like a whip. He was handling it with dexterity, the towel seemed to wrap him. At any rate, it was impossible to come close enough to snatch it. Ladyfox knew what she had to do. She rushed toward him. Then, she leaped high and broke the necklace. The pearls fell all a round Sporteen. Lone Wolf pushed him with his stick. Their adversary started slipping. Once down, Lone Wolf pushed the towel away and teared it.

" Time to de evilize !" exclaimed Ladyfox.

She caught the akuma she purified. Picking some pearls Carmen threw them. The whole place went back to normal.

" Well done !" exclaimed Ladyfox and Lone Wolf.

The director congratulated the heroes. He also encouraged Coach Brunt to be softer with her students. That one vaguely grumbled excuses. Lone Wolf and his partner disappeared. An instant later, Chase and Carmen spotted each other. They joined.

" Glad to see you're okay." he said.

" Same here." grinned Carmen.

They glanced at the others regaining their senses. Another eventful day in school. Ivy raced to them, squeaking about what happened. The director dismissed everybody. Resuming class after such an event wasn't easy for the youngsters. So the teachers let the ones who either witnessed it or played a part in it to express themselves about it, in order to evacuate stress, be comforted and discharge their mind. There was still a psychological unit for those who desired it. Carmen spotted some students going there. How many were feeling safe in here ? But the thing was that anybody could be akumatized anywhere. Nowhere was truly safe. Unless she and her partner managed to defeat Lord Butterfly. For what she could know, Parisians were glad to have them, and satisfied with their work. They always praised and congratulated them.

" But for how long ? How long before their patience reach their limits, and they start hating us for not being able to put an end to this ?" wondered Sandiego.

She sighed. Perhaps she should discuss this with her brother. No, the less he knew the better. Cedric already knew too much. Lone Wolf then ? Yeah, she should have a talk with him about all that. Maybe he had a plan. Speaking wasn't easy as they only saw each other during missions, and had to leave fast before being unmasked. But she'll try. For now, she'll wait for Player. They didn't have much courses ending at the same hour and when she could bring him back home. Carmen sat in the courtyard. On the meantime, Chase was coming back from the bathroom.

Another defeat to add to the long list of failures for the Butterfly. When the young man asked his kwami why in hell Lord Butterfly was trying to take the miraculous, Tagg revealed that a wish could be granted with them.

What was Butterfly's one ? If only he or Ladyfox could find out, maybe they could defeat him once and for all. In any case, the price to pay would be very high. Finding his wish, but how since they didn't even know who that might be ? Chase was thinking like Carmen, the citizens might have enough of this soon. He came out of the building, on the parking side. He noticed Player surrounded by three older boys, walking toward a street. Weird, what was he doing here ? Usually he would wait for the bus or his sister. Friends ? No, during the time he was home with Carmen to work on their presentation he had the opportunity to chat with him, during a break. Cedric mentioned only one friend from his class. Then … Devineaux looked at each side of the street, and crossed swiftly. He arrived where they turned.

" Just what I feared."

Player was here, against a wall while his "companions" were facing him, a mocking expression on their face.

" So little one. I hope you gave some thought about what I asked you."

" It's still no." responded Cedric.

" Then I have to ask less politely : you will do my homework from now on, got it ?"

He grabbed the teenager by the collar, his fist already harmed. Suddenly, the bully received a bag straight on the head. He fell under the shock. Player saw Chase walking to them.


" Say dumbass, is your brain so tiny you can't even understood two letters ?" he asked.

" Who are you ?" questioned one of the bullies.

" Someone who'll break you if you ever dare to annoy him again." warned Chase.

" Oh yeah ? We'll see about that." dared the third one.

Chase waited for him. He dodged a fist, sent his own then threw his opponent crashing against the wall, near Player.

" Another amateur ?" questioned Chase, cracking his fingers.

The other two didn't move.

" Good. Now remember well : if you come near him, I'll beat the crap out of you. Don't forget because I won't. I'll have my eyes on you." he warned.

The three bullies decided to leave. Chase picked his bag.

" You okay Cedric ?" he questioned.

" Yeah yeah. Thanks for your help."

" Did you talk about this to someone ?" resumed Chase.

They started walking.

" No. I can handle this on my own." confessed Player.

" Not what I saw. Listen, you have to react and report them. That's the only way."

" So they could beat me at the end of the day ? No thanks." contradicted Player.

" You won't be alone on this. But please, I beg you to consider it, because if there's one thing that life taught me, is that silence never, ever, solves a problem. Do it for you, but also for all the other that they bully, and who can't defend themselves."

Player had a sigh.

" I'll think about it. But for now, you have to promise me you won't talk about it to my sister."

" I won't make such a promise. This is too serious and it can end very bad. I let you three days to make your mind, then I'll talk." warned Chase.

They had Carmen in sight. Devineaux greeted him, then left. He waved at his classmate on the way. Carmen turned her head to her brother, and noticed his dark expression. She asked him if he was ok, to what Player answered that yes, just thinking about school stuff. The young woman brought him back home. Her brother seemed normal, however Carmen spotted the dark hue in his eyes again. Something was wrong. She'd have an eye on him in the days to come.

It appeared that she wasn't the only one who had this idea. Chase kept true to his words to the bullies, and was on sight each time they came too close to his taste. Cedric wasn't stupid either and did what he could to never be alone. He too noticed Chase's surveyance and was grateful for that. That also had the merit to make the teen think about the situation. Devineaux was right, harassment should never remained untold. Player had also the displeasure to learn that his friend Marco, seemed to be his replacement for bullying. Enough was enough. They were going too far. Poor Marco was scared and had no one to rescue him. He decided to open up again to Chase.

" I can't believe this ! Why can't they do their homework alone !" he said, exasperated.

" Because they're lazy idiots. So, what you gonna do now ?" replied Devineaux.

" I'd like you to protect my friend as well. I'll do what you want in exchange." said Player.

" Very bad method Cedric. Do never say you'll do anything to obtain a favour. The one you're asking that can be worse than those bullies, and he can keep you indebted forever. There's only one solution and you know it." refused the young man.

" It will be my words against theirs, I have no proof."

" You have me as a witness. Finding proof isn't that hard. You must warn your family as well." replied Chase.

" What ? No, I can't." protested Cedric.

" And why ?"

Player looked at his feet.

" I don't want to worry them. I'm not a baby." he said low voice.

" You'll worry them even more when they'll notice you're unhappy. And they will know, you can be sure of that. Plus, requiring help doesn't make you a baby : you're still young and are right to expect protection." developed Chase.

Player nodded. He thanked his elder for all his advices. The bell put an end to their conversation. Two days later, Chase learnt he was summoned to the director's office. Hm, did his friend finally took measures ? When he arrived there, Carmen and her family were waiting. The girl stood up to meet him.

" Chase ! My brother told us yesterday that he had been bullied, and that you were there. Is that true ?"

" Yes, I fortunately happened to see him being taken away to be threatened, and could intervene." he confirmed.

Before Carmen could ask for more, the three bullies arrived with their parents, protesting their innocence. However, when they noticed Devineaux's presence they paled. This was a confession for Carmen. She tightened her fists : she knew something had been wrong with Player. Too bad she couldn't punch them. All this people entered the director's office, almost too small for such a number of persons. There, he explained the reason of each's presence. Naturally, the culprits denied their action. Chase was asked to tell what he witnessed. He hid nothing. Then, the director announced that a video had been made. He broadcasted it on a tablet : everyone could see the bullies assaulting Marco. Player had seized this opportunity to give proof of their guiltiness.

In face of this, they couldn't deny anymore. The parents presented their apologies to Cedric and his family, adding that their children would be punished. As for the director, he excluded them for three weeks. Harassment was liable to prosecution, so they'd better behave from now on. Then, it was finished. Player was taken aback : it barely lasted one hour. Certainly because he could record them. He had rescued his friend right after, and they managed to lost their attackers. Then, he explained to Marco his intention, that the latter highly approved. Marco would also be heard. Anyway, Player felt relieved. Chase had been right, talking was the only solution. Once out of the office, his parents hugged him.

" That was brave of you to report them." said Carlotta.

" Yes, that shows them you're not afraid anymore and decided to fight back." added his father.

" Oh lil' bro, I'm so sorry I couldn't help ! I was supposed to protect you and …" intervened Carmen, embracing him.

" That's okay sis. Wasn't your fault, I didn't want to speak at first." revealed Player.

" And what decided you then ?" interrogated Carlotta.

" Two things : Chase and seeing my friend being their new target."

" Chase … that was also the young that came to work to our home, right ?" questioned Dexter.

" Exactly. The one who rescued me and testified today."

" See, your son was right : he's a good boy." resumed Carlotta.

Dexter could only agree : he saved his daughter, now his son … surely he should thank him. But where was he ?

" Don't worry dad, I'll transmit your thanks." assured Carmen.

" No, invite him for dinner tomorrow instead, with his parents. This is the least we can do." suggested Dexter.

" Good idea !"

The parents left the school. Carmen went back to class, where she found Chase sat here as if nothing happened. Smiling, she approached him to invite him.

" Hmm ? A simple thank you is enough." he commented.

" No it's not. My father wants to thank you personally." she said softly.

" Surely this my chance to obtain free bakery and bread for a whole year … yeah, that would be awesome." deadpanned Devineaux.

" Be serious !" laughed Carmen.

" Alright, I'll warn my mother." he grinned.

" Very well. So tomorrow 19h00, is it good ?"

" Perfect."