In the front of the building, Stan was jamming a pin into the lock attempting to free everyone who was inside.

"There's something weird about this lock. It's not like the ones I've seen before." Stan began jamming harder into it, but stopped midway to investigate. He then picked up the lock, looked into the keyhole, and found his answer. "The keyhole's all fucked up! Look!"

Unlike most locks, the hole was much wider and deeper than what would typically fit a normal key. It looked like the Evillustrator had used something thick like a vintage key to lock it.

"Looks like it was custom made. Kyle! Did I take my screwdriver?"

Kyle fished through one of the pockets in his backpack, and pulled out a small, yellow screwdriver. "Uh, I guess so."

Stan took it, throwing the pin onto the floor, and resumed what he was doing. This time, when he was wriggling it, it fell into his hand and the nearest chains fell onto the floor in a rustling motion.

"Fuck yeah! It worked!" Cartman rushed to the red door but he stooped to look at the tool. "Dude, did you actually take that from your dad again? What a fucking stud.

Stan pulled the doors open, and the three moved in. "Let's D.I.Y some justice, guys!"

As they were running in, Kyle turned to Stan. "Dude, please do not say that ever again."

"Hey!" The figure turned to Ladybug. "I asked you a question! What are you doing here? And what do you want?"

"You look like you needed some help. Especially when... your feline friend looks claws-trophobic in that box."

Chat, upon hearing the pun, looked over at him. "Hey! I think purr-ple not that bad of a color!" He flashes a thumbs up and a smile.

"Since he gave you his seal of approval, I guess I'll have to give you mine too." She walked up to his ear and began to whisper. "What caused him to transform into that is in the pencil he's holding. It's what he uses to summon anything at will. Try to take it from him," she stepped away. "You got all of that?"

He nodded. "Guess so." He began to walk towards the Evillustrator, who was still on the floor.

Ladybug paused. "Hey. Just one thing. You never told me your name, Peter Pan."

He flinched. "For the love of God, please don't call me that. Just call me Mysterion."

Below the rooftop and on the floor of the courtyard, the doors opened, and Kyle, Stan, and Cartman barged in, running into the courtyard.

Kyle ran towards the middle. "Everyone, you have to get out of here! Kenny-uh, I mean, Mysterion, and..."

"Ladybug and Chat Noir!" Chloé yelled from the end of the courtyard, recording the scene. "Paris's most celebrated superheroes! How do you not know who they are?"

"Yeah, Ladybug and Chat Noir. They'll take care of him. Now let's just try to get out as soon as we can!"

Chat looked up at Kyle. "I really can't do that when I'm boxed in here."

Stan and Kyle ran back and prawed open the doors. "Everyone, just focus on getting out of here before he can lock us all up again!" Stan pulled the door even more, making the space even wider as more people began to flee.

From all directions, people were running from where they had hidden to the red door, towards the staircase and into freedom. From behind the lockers, trashcans, and even bathroom stalls. It seemed like the kids of Paris had dealt with this before, compared to the American kids who had just ducked.

Wendy dashed towards Stan, and barraged him with a flurry of kisses. "Stan!" Stan wiped the tears falling from her eyes. "Thank God you got out of here before we'd all be trapped!" She looked down at the screwdriver in his hand. "Did you seriously...?"

He shrugged. "Didn't even know I had it in my backpack."

Craig walked up to Kyle, and pointed to Mysterion. "That's Kenny? Doing the superhero shit? I thought we stopped with that like five years ago."

Kyle sighed. "I said the same thing."

"And what are we going to do with that cat guy in the box? Is he just going to starve to death?"

Chat looked at them. "That sounds like a cat-astrophic ending.

As he and Craig were talking, Kyle caught something at the far corner of his eye. It was someone who had probably not heard the both of them yelling hiding between a few trash cans. They looked like they had their phone out and were recording. Looking closer, it looked like Kyle's chemistry partner was looking for a thrill.

Kyle turned back to everyone else. "Someone didn't get the memo. Crap. Cartman, you and Stan take the doors."

Cartman glared at Kyle. "Us? Are you seriously Jewing me right now, dude?"

"Shut the fuck up! Just be a decent human being for once and help out!"

Wendy gazed at the rooftop, and pointed at the Evillustrator. "Look, he's getting up! And he's going to hurt them both!"

Kyle must've run too fast, as when he stopped at the trash cans he already felt like he had fun a thousand miles. It must've been because of the anticipation of something going wrong, a basketball player like him should've have been winded so quickly.

He dug through the trash cans until he found a clearing and reached out his hand. "It's not safe. You have to get out of here!" Like he had thought, she was also recording. But now wasn't the time to get her fifteen minutes of fame and become French Keemstar.

She turned around. "Ugh! Are you kidding me? There's no way I'm wasting this opportunity!"

"This isn't a joke, damnit! You could seriously get hurt!"

She scoffed. "You don't understand! I run the biggest blog on Ladybug in Paris so I've got this-" Without hesitation, Kyle grabbed her hand, yanked her away from where she was sitting, and began to run for the door.

"What the heck was that for?" She took out her phone and resumed recording, albeit the footage was most likely going to be shakier though she didn't seem to care as much as she did only a few minutes ago. Kyle only rolled his eyes.

Mysterion looked down at the group that was still near the red door. While mostly everyone had left, his friends were still there, but they surely were going to get out, too.

Then, Wendy, the same girl who had made Stan lash out at him, pointed behind him, and her gaze was intertwined with complete horror. This caused him to look behind, too.

The Evillustrator was slowly dragging himself up, too however still clutching onto his tablet. His other hand, while clutching his stomach, once up had taken control of the pen, which had whatever was making him act this way.

Chat Noir, still surprisingly in his box, gazed in complete shock, and began to knock tremendously at the glass prison. "LADYBUG! WATCH OUT!"

Now full of total vengeance, he scribbled away at his tablet. The floor beneath them began to rumble, and as if the roof had been erased, a massive hole in the middle was around Mysterion and Ladybug.

A glowing mask with a butterfly pattern appeared over the Evillustrator's face.

"You know what to do! Take both of their Miraculouses!"

Kyle glanced up almost immediately as the floor began to rumble and saw had his friend began to fall towards his eventual defeat. His eyes began to dilate in fear as he suddenly stopped running. When he believed he felt the roof beginning to fall onto the courtyard he yanked the both of them behind a set of lockers.

He pointed to the commotion on the rooftop. "Now do you see why it's dangerous to stay here?"

"Do you seriously think Ladybug's gonna lose to the Evillustrator?" The girl laughed. "She's a true super heroine, and she's done this pretty much every day, like Majestia. We all believe in her."

"Wait, what? This shit happens all the time?"

"Hon, you are so behind on all of this. Someone has to show you the Ladyblog pronto." She turned to take a good look at him. "Wait a minute, I knew that hair of yours looked familiar! We're partners in Miss. Mendeliev's class"

Kyle began to get flustered and stroked his hair. "Uh, yep. That's me."

Falling into the hole, Mysterion clutched onto a chunk that hadn't to be erased, and looked at the Evillustrator, and looked down to Ladybug. "Ladybug! I think I can take on this bastard by myself! He's got a weak spot!"

"It doesn't matter! You're going to need all of the help you can get on this one!" She yelled. She then took out her yo-yo, and threw it into the sky.

"LUCKY CHARM!"

A blindfold, with identical ladybug spots, fell into her palm. She grabbed at it, and looked at the lenses.

"A blindfold? How am I going to stop him with this?"

Mysterion looked at it and sneered. "This is the help I'm supposed to need?"

She looked up, and her senses began to kick in, which pointed to Mysterion, a nearby chimney and at the Evillustrator's eyes.

"That's it! Mysterion, try to subdue him! He can't draw if everything around him is dark!"

He nodded. "No mercy." He pulled himself out of the hole, and threw himself at the Evillustrator. While they were rolling, Ladybug threw her yo-yo at the chimney and also got out, also throwing the blindfold at Mysterion.

"Put it on him when he's down!"

Mysterion pulled his head and without caution, began to knot the blindfold as quick as possible. He backed off, and watched as his foe attempting to snap out of whatever had happened, walking towards the edge of the roof.

When we got too close, he fell and lost his grasp on his pen. "Get his pen!" Ladybug screamed as she tied her yo-yo around him, breaking his fall.

Mysterion jumped from the rooftop, in the same fashion his feline friend had, however not to be captured in a similar glass prison. While doing so, he grabbed the pen, snapped it in half releasing a dark purple akuma, and did a front flip to catch himself when he landed.

"No more evilizing for you, little akuma." She opened her yo-yo, which let out a bright pink aura. "Time to de-evilize!"

Ladybug swung her yo-yo, capturing the akuma with ease. She brought it back towards her, and opened it up, releasing the similar white butterfly from the hideout which flew into the sky. "Bye bye, little butterfly!"

She untied the blindfold, and threw it into the sky. "Miraculous Ladybug!"

Where the blindfold has once been exploded in an aura of small ladybugs, which flew around the school courtyard at mach speed, easily repairing the holes made on the roof, the chains around the door, and importantly, getting rid of the glass box Chat was captured in.

When the box was gone, Chat collapsed onto the pavement and picked himself up. "Next time this happens, can someone tell me?"

Ladybug jumped off of the roof and walked towards Mysterion, and raised her fist, which confused him at first glance. She laughed. "Come on. Me and Chat do it all of the time!

He hesitantly brought his fist up, and bumped it with hers.

"Pound it!"

Hawkmoth clenched his fist. "No! I was so close to getting both of their Miraculouses, had it not been for that vigilante! But that won't matter when I have them all, then we'll see who has the last laugh!"

The window began to close, and the last beams of light began to fade into the darkness, as the butterflies still flapped on

Outside Mlle. Mendeliev's Class, Collège Françoise Dupont

Kenny opened the door from the boys bathroom, walked out, and slung his backpack onto his shoulder. Waiting for him were his friends, with looks of total shock at what had just happened.

Kenny shot back a small smirk. "So? What did you guys think?"

"What did we fucking think? Dude! What the hell happened back there? You sent his ass to the fucking stratosphere!" Cartman laughed, then paused, most likely to look for some new words in his vocabulary.

Stan continued. "I mean, you've always been like that... but..."

"That's years of training for you." Kenny threw his backpack onto the floor and dug out a hardcover book. Once he had it, he grabbed his backpack.

The others looked in confusion. "What the hell is wrong with you?" Kyle asked.

"What's your problem?" He put the book onto a nearby table.

"You're acting casual about all of this. Do we need to remind you that you not only defeated a lunatic that was hellbent on killing you and everyone else here, but you did it in only five minutes!"

Cartman barged into the conversation. "Someone should've been asking your ass about why you took some bitch behind a few lockers. Did you use some of your gold Jew coins to convince her to blow you?"

"Cartman, shut up! At least Kyle actually did something you'd think was too hard for you!" Stan yelled.

Kenny ignored the verbal fight and looked up at Kyle. "You guys picked the lock and get everyone out. It's not like you guys didn't do anything."

"But... you're reacting to all of this like this was on TV or something! Is this something you do all the time and you're not telling us?"

Cartman sneered. "For fucks sake, Kyle. Why do you have to Jew everything and ruin the moment for all of us? This dude saved all of our asses and now you act like your mom-"

"FOR THE LAST FUCKING TIME CARTMAN, I AM NOT LIKE MY FUCKING MOM!" Kyle paused and sighed. "Whatever. Forget it, man. Sorry I said all of this."

Kenny rolled his eyes. "I have a lot more things to worry about than some kid getting hurt. Like this fucking project."

Back in the science classroom, Alya was holding her phone and showing Marinette a video of the whole fight as it unraveled.

"I got the entire thing! You know how they got everyone out? I just hid behind one of the trash cans!"

Marinette looked at it with a blank expression, but fixated on only one detail: the boy in the purple cape, Mysterion.

Who was he? What did he want? Why was she asking all of this? Why should she care? But that didn't matter, she really wanted to know.

She snapped out of her train of thought when the door opened, and her American classmates walked in. Alya waved them towards her desk.

"You guys were there, right? Wasn't it so amazing?"

They looked at Alya for a minute, confused. Kenny looked away and whistled.

She glanced at Kyle, quickly remembered what had happened, and laughed. "Oh my God! Forgot about that. I have a recording of her entire thing. You guys need to see it!" She pressed play.

The recording began to look shaky, most likely from Alya running from place to place to get the action, which of course, he thought was flattering. At the same time, people began to run in the opposite direction. The lock must've been picked by now.

Suddenly, as Ladybug and Mysteriom were falling, a familiar voice was yelling in the background. Looks like it was movie star Kyle Broflovski's stunning debut! He grabbed her and the both began to run as the footage became shakier and harder to read until they abruptly stopped.

Then, the camera switched towards her face, but way too close to comfort. They could also see Kyle angrily tapping on his phone. He began to blush and looked away, flustered.

"Ladyblog, this is a serious emergency! Look! There's another superhero! But who is he? I'm going to find out!"

Kenny put the book that he was reading down and looked at Marinette. "What's with your friend and her obsession with Ladybug?"

She looked back at him the moment he had finished his sentence, and looked at him blankly before she could put a word or two together.

"Oh, uh, Alya? Obsession? What do you mean?" Her words bled through, and jumbled together when they came out.

Of course, Marinette knew about her best friend's mad tirade about finding out who was behind the spotted mask, she should've even been able to answer.

But the way he had brought it up... was so unexpected. In the middle of a project?

"Running in the other direction from safety to capture your favorite superhero in action sounds a bit like an obsession, to me at least."

"That's just something she likes to do, that's all." She was about to her back to work when she stopped herself again. "Wait. Do you know the name of her blog?"

Kenny shook his head.

She pulled out her phone from her purse, and went onto a website with a rather eye-popping color scheme of red and black. Whatever she was doing, she was at least good with making it identifiable from 50 feet away.

"It's called the Ladyblog. She updates it almost daily since she's always at the scene of action."

She scrolled down to another page on the blog, this time without a video of Ladybug and Chat Noir on the French news.

"When there isn't anything, she just likes to post theories about who Ladybug is and how she got her powers. She thinks it's a radioactive ladybug!" She laughed.

Kenny looked up to see Cartman looking right at him, totally enjoying the moment. When he saw Marinette look down, he made the okay sign on one hand and stuck his index finger on the other, slowly moving them closer until Kenny shot him a glare.

Cartman silently pouted and turned back to Chloé, who was most likely going to boss him around again.

"Reminder that these projects will be presented on after lunch on Wednesday!" Miss. Mendeliev was reading a book at her desk

Marinette froze, and jolted from her seat, slamming the book she was holding onto the desk. "We're not going to have enough time to finish this! We're going to have to meet up after school, or before lunch tomorrow."

Kenny turned to her, and gave a little grin. "So you know we're always there now?"

"O-of course I do! I saw you on Monday! Did you already forget?

"Why would I forget the place I've had lunch for the last 48 hours at?" His grin got a little wider, and a snicker blew from his nose

This guy was already getting on her nerves, and maybe even her feelings. "So... uh, let's just say... Wednesday tomorrow! Meet me outside at the bakery.

"Deal." He turned back to the book he was reading and wrote more notes. Marinette sighed to herself in relief.