Stan facepalmed. "I think you guys went a little too far with those defenses of yours. If Butters, for God's sake!" He walked up, attempting to at least pull out a chair or something else but was pushed aside by Cat Noir who had somehow gotten into the building while Adrien was nowhere to be seen.

"We'll need this if Professor Chaos is going to really want to stir up chaos like he says he will!"

Stan rolled his eyes. "Okay, whatever. I'm just saying this is a really stupid idea."

Then, through one of the windows, Ladybug and Mysterion appeared and somehow, Alya and Kyle followed despite the huge barrier. There must've been a crack somewhere. He could only hope that they wouldn't get any ideas of growing whatever they could on any window insight. Ladybug peered around, just as confused about what she was looking at

"Uh, kitty...? Is this what you do when you're waiting around?"

"Don't worry, m'lady! There's no way he can get through such an impenetrable fortress. In fact, if he could even get a centimeter through, I'd be shocked-" There was another crack of lightning in the distance. Mysterion snickered. Let's see if whatever this bullshit plan was really worked. Was Paris really scared of a kid that still wet the bed?

"Oh, this'll be good!" Alya grabbed her phone and ran towards the bug and cat duo. "I heard that this guy is someone Mysterion fights, like, all the time! Do you guys think you got the guts for it too?"

Unphased, the cloaked vigilante walked over to Stan. "Please don't tell me that you were the one who came up with this fucking plan..."

"It was the closeted furry's and Adrien's friend went along with it! I tried to convince them but he kept saying that Butters was gonna fucking kill us all if we didn't do this! I didn't want to look like a dick!"

The cracks of lightning and roars of thunder got closer. Kyle snorted. "This is the dumbest shit that's happened since we came here. Craig would be laughing his ass off at all of us."

"Hey, just play along with it. You don't want Alya to get triggered again, do you?" Mysterion put aside macho character for once and chuckled. He and Stan began to quietly laugh.

"See? Safe and-" The so-called impenetrable fortress that was Adrien's room was then blown to pieces, and whatever was left standing was smoking like rubble. Professor Chaos, looking similar to his macho anime style from long ago, was flying over his much larger henchman team of civilians while his cape flew into the air. He let yet another try-hard Heath Ledger wannabe laugh.

"Well, well, well! We meet again, Mysterion! And you've brought some of your little friends with you, Ladybug and Cat Noir!" The more he attempted to sound edgy, the more irritatingly retarded he made himself look like.

"Butters, what the fuck are you doing?" Kyle yelled from below.

"I have ascended into my new powers thanks to my assistant, the great Hawkmoth!"

"That didn't happen, smartass. Cartman's just bullshitting you right now! Snap back into your senses and stop before anyone gets hurt!" Stan also joined the scream fest.

A butterfly mask appeared over the villain's face. "I made it very clear not to listen to those fools. Do what I ordered you to do or you will be rendered powerless! Do you understand?"

"But you will be no match for me and my Chaos Minions!" He pointed a finger at the group. "Minions! Attack!"

The ground began to quake as the ordinary civilians wrapped in nothing but a few small scraps of tinfoil rushed to the epicenter of the room. Cat Noir pulled out his baton and looked behind him. "Everyone! Go out and hide! We'll take care of this!"

The black cat made his baton into two sai and began plowing through the plethora of minions. While they were able to go down, especially Cartman, it wasn't an easy job. Butters may have been a total naïve doofus, but he knew that a tank and two kids with karate and boxing knowledge would make worthy options. But at least they didn't have Ladybug fighting on their side.

Mysterion sighed. Another pointless fight that would probably get taken care of with pointless deus ex machina and goody superpowers. What a way to spend the night. He got on top of one of the bookshelves and jumped into the Professor's back, attempting to find whatever had the butterfly in it. This caused the villain to look like a dog trying to get rid of a tick.

"Get his other arm!" Mysterion pleaded.

She responded by chucking her yo-yo and tying it around the arm that wasn't currently exploring the places that it didn't need to. But when he finally got a hold of Mysterion, he picked him up by the leg and flung him onto the other side of the room, slamming his back onto the hard wall. Focusing his attention on the mini menace, he flung his arm to the other side of the room.

Mysterion sunk back onto the floor, but dusted himself and got back up. He ran past the knocked-out minions and towards Ladybug. "I think whatever's making him batshit insane isn't on him. Have you ever had a villain get akumatized by something out of reach?"

Cat Noir was sandwiched between Token and a young woman who happened to be in Butters' period-worthy rampage. "Dark Owl's computer that one time, but that was it."

"I think that might be something to consider-" But before he could finish his sentence, Butters zapped the two in what looked like a different beam of lightning compared to his minion maker. It must've been lightning, judging from the screams of Ladybug and Mysterion.

"Ah, fuck! It fucking hurts!" He curled in pain but looked calm. Like this happened. As he screamed with Ladybug, the two began to fade from the room, turning almost invisible.

Cat Noir looked to see his bugaboo and the only person in the city who could fight Professor Chaos start to cease. "Ladybug! Mysterion!" He tried to run to them but was pummeled to the ground by a regained consciousness Cartman and thrown back onto the ground. "NO! NO! NO!"

Alya, who was recording the entire situation, put her phone on the ground and paused whatever she was trying to capture. She couldn't even fathom what the hell was going on. Was she going to be the eyewitness of Ladybug and Cat Noir's demise? She couldn't do anything but scream in horror. "Oh my God!"

Kyle and Stan joined the horror party but weren't mad at Butters necessarily but at Cartman. Had the fatass stayed in his place and did nothing to infuriate the fucking city, maybe Kenny wasn't going to fucking die! And they thought Scott Tenorman would be his last dance with total lunacy.

When he was finished, what was left of the two was nothing but smoke, similar to what had happened when he first barged in. Damn. Maybe Butters was the big threat they had warned about. Maybe they should've taken someone in a latex cat costume seriously.

Stan pointed at Professor Chaos. "Oh my God, you killed Kenny!"

"You bastard!"

He could do nothing but let out another laugh.

Ladybug opened her eyes, got out of the fetal position she had been in while she was knocked unconscious, and began to look around at her surroundings. Whatever they were, they had a stark contrast to the Agreste mansion, or somehow, Gabriel had time to somehow transport his whole house into outer space, brick up all the windows and replace the floors with hard rock.

"What the...?" Ladybug got off the floor and shook her pigtails, watching as dust flew away.

But there was another stark question on the back of her mind: Was this what heaven looked like? That could be the case, considering not even a few minutes ago she was blown to pieces by Professor Chaos's hammer. But that didn't even make any sense. She didn't feel dead, but no one really knows what being dead feels like. Not anyone she knew.

"Let me guess. You're in the 'I just fucking died, how am I still alive?' mindset?" She turned around. It was just Mysterion, and he didn't even laugh at his joke. "Welcome to the club, cowboy."

Ladybug stopped in confusion. "You... say that as if this has happened more than once to you or something?"

Mysterion kept walking away and didn't seem to bother answering any questions. "Don't think too much about it, you'll forget about it after anything happens. Just focus on getting a way to get out of this place."

She scraped the floor with her foot, with more purple dust flying around contrasting with the brighter sky. "There's no way we're going to get out of this place. We're basically in outer space!"

"No, you're not!" The clouds in the sky began to take shape into the head of Professer Chaos. How generous. "You may not be in space, but there isn't any way you'll get out of the Chaos Dimension!" He cracked a roar of laughter.

"Chaos Dimension? The hell? I thought you had electromagnetic powers, Butters!" Mysterion yelled. "You can't be making shit up like Cartman!"

"Why are you telling him his powers?"

"It's Butters, he's not even going to listen to what I'm saying! He doesn't even know what electromagnetic even means!"

Like expected, Butters wasn't tuned into the conversation. "While you two will be rotting in eternity in my personal trash dimension, all of your little friends will be killed and Paris and the world will be mine!" He kept laughing. "So, get comfortable, because there's going to be no way out!" The clouds dispersed.

Ladybug grunted. "Great! Now we're going to be stuck here while your friend goes around with his goons, terrorizing all of Paris and hurting Adrien while he's at it while you remind him of his capabilities. Why did we even bother to trust you?"

"You didn't have to trust me, but you still did anyways!" He sighed. "This is the whole fucking reason I don't work with anyone because everyone has to get so goddamn sentimental when nobody agrees with them! This was a special exception!"

"And what a high honor it is being stuck here while our friends are in danger."

Mysterion rolled his eyes and turned back to Ladybug. "The only real problem is that you're taking Professor Chaos too seriously! When I told him what he had to do, he barely even tuned in. He's probably swinging his hammer around while Cat Noir is knocking him out with a loaf of bread. As long as he doesn't get over himself, he's not much of a threat."

He looked down. "And he just thinks we're trapped. I have a way to get out of here."

Ladybug's eyes widened. "Does this have something with you... dying?"

"Oh, uh, no-" He sighed, and seem like he was thinking of whether he should speak the truth or keep on with the lying charade. Both didn't matter, she'd forget like everyone else. "Okay, if you really want to fucking know. I... I have superpowers, too. But they're not like yours or even Chat's."

It took him four words, but it felt like taking off a ton of weight even after every time he had to retell the tale. "I can't fucking die."

"So, you're an immortal being? That's your ability?" Ladybug hypothesized.

"Basically. I've been stabbed, shot, decapitated, hung, poisoned, quartered, dragged, crushed, killed in any way possible. And it feels absolutely fucking terrible like I'm sure death does. But I would know, because right after everything happens, I wake back up like nothing happened, and so does everyone else."

"What does that even mean?"

"When I die, everyone's memories of the past events are rewritten, but I can't control that part. So, if I die right now, I'll come back. But you'll just think I was with Cat Noir and everyone else the whole time."

There was a long period of silence after he was finished explaining, but that wasn't awkward at all. After all, it's not that easy to process the fact that someone in a wannabe Batman costume was leagues above him. "So, you can't die? That's why you work so hard to protect all of South Park when you have no Miraculous?"

"Precisely."

"I can't wrap my head around it, but I believe you. But we don't really have anything here that could take you out except for some purple space dust. Unless..."

She took out her yo-yo, and began to swing it around. "Lucky Charm!" A pattern of red ladybugs flew into the purple air, and a ladybug-spotted kitchen knife fell out onto the floor. She hesitatingly picked it up. "Is stabbing okay?" Her hands shook as she held it up towards him.

"Don't be worried. You'll forget this even happened." He took a deep breath, and stepped back, placing the tip of the knife directly over his upper chest. He stared at his reflection on the metal sheen. He gulped, took another deep breath, and quickly pierced it through his chest, collapsing onto his knees.