Outside Mister Damocles' office, Collége Françoise DuPont
Cartman kept a steady pace, slouching and mumbling to himself the entire walk. This walk should've taken thirty seconds at most, but it now took forever this time around. Mister Damocles was in front, looking back to see if he dared to try to escape. The two then reached the office where the headmaster opened the door for both of them. Cartman fashioned himself onto the small chair that faced the older man's desk.
Mister Damocles walked out of the office, leaving Cartman to himself. "I'll have to retrieve your teacher before we can start discussing your punishment."
He took the backpack off his shoulder and began fishing through it, taking out a crumpled-up piece of paper. Unfolding it, he revealed a crude drawing of what looked like another hero, taking inspiration from Ladybug and Cat Noir but with a raccoon spin. On paper, the character took down Mysterion and a rogue's gallery of familiar faces as a cartoon crowd cheered him on.
He reached for a pencil from the principal's jar and began drawing. He added Ladybug and Cat Noir, who showered him with praises while Chloé and Adrien joined the defeated villains on the bottom. He smiled as he added these changes.
What he didn't realize was that a purple butterfly had flown through the open door and was feet away from Cartman. When he blinked, the butterfly was on the paper, putting him under Hawkmoth's control
"I am Hawkmoth, and I understand that you have some bridges that you are willing to burn. I would like to help you with that. What I also know is that you are The Coon, the greatest superhero in South Park."
Upon hearing the news, Cartman began to let out a small smirk. Finally, powers that could rival Mysterion's and take him out of the spotlight once and for all. And even ruin that bitch's reputation.
"Ah, hell yes, dude! Fucking finally! Someone recognizes my life's work!" Cartman gleamed, forgetting this was the same man who drove Butters into becoming a Magneto wannabe.
A confused Hawkmoth carried on, despite Cartman's positivity about what had happened considering his akumas had usually fed on negative emotions. "I'll give you powers that will help you carry out your plans once and for all, but with great power comes great responsibility..."
Hearing the news, Cartman got a little excited but slowly got impatient with Hawkmoth's monologue. "Cut the crap already and give me my fucking powers!"
"Give me the Miraculouses of Ladybug and Cat Noir, and I'll seal your powers for good if you prove yourself as an accomplice. Is that a deal?"
He raised his eyebrows. Free powers? Tormenting Kyle for the rest of his life? Getting rid of Mysterion forever? Putting that vanilla-pop supermodel in her place? Kicking Chloé out of Paris?
"When do I get started?"
A dark purple cloud covered Cartman, turning him into the cartoon character from his picture. He marveled at his appearance, retracting the claws from the tips of fingers à la Wolverine. "Damn, you made them look like Wolverine's claws? This is so fucking awesome!" He looked out of the door behind him and smirked.
Mister Damocles walked beside Teacher PC. "You see, Eric Cartman has a history with other students from what I've heard. He needs to be dealt with accordingly so this does not occur again-" They walked into the office, finding claw marks on all the chairs releasing foam everywhere, papers shredded at every corner and the metal cabinets on the ground. Cartman's backpack was the only reminder of who was here, laying on the floor as it had been before he left.
The two became silent, looking at one another in confusion. Teacher PC paused. "What the hell happened?"
Before either could do anything, the door shut behind them. The Coon then pounced onto them both, knocking them out before anyone could fight back.
Meanwhile... back in Miss Bustier's classroom
Miss. Bustier placed a stack of books onto her desk and rested her arm on them as she leaned onto the desk. "Since we only have a short amount of time, I've decided that with the rest of our time, we could start to read and analyze a classic amongst French literature for next week: Cinderella, or as known in French, Cendrillon!"
Most of the class seemed excited about hearing that they wouldn't have to do anything except for now and then flipping the pages of the book, especially the girl in pink who gushed about Kenny and Marinette's project. "I love fairy tales! The prince always comes to save the day for the princess!"
However, Stan, Kyle, and Kenny sighed in disappointment. Kenny looked over at the two. "This sounds fucking gay. They should've left us picking up crap outside."
"Is this what they do in this class all day?" Stan asked.
"We need two students to help pass out books. Does anyone want to help volunteer-" Before anyone could raise their hands, the speakers suddenly released static. Miss. Bustier turned her head to look at it. "That's odd, these haven't been used in years."
The static cut to a familiar voice clearing his throat right next to the microphone, which turned into coughing. "Damn, how much dust is on this fucking microphone?" The man on the other side sighed. "Whatever."
"Listen up, douchebags, or this city is going to get fucking decimated by The Coon and Hawkmoth! I've got both your principals tied up and I won't be afraid to use lethal force on your asses... Unless I get Ladybug and Cat Noir's Miraculouses and Mysterion's head on a platter!" The speaker then cut back to static before cutting out. The whole class looked at each other in confusion and fear while the three boys became angry.
Kyle rolled his eyes. "Cartman's already got his fatass in deep shit. Whatever he's doing now will fuck him in the ass later."
Stan then looked at Kenny, who seemed to understand what he was about to say. Before he could say anything, Kenny sighed. "Am I ever going to get a fucking break here?"
He threw his backpack onto the floor, rummaging through it until he could find that familiar purple costume and dashed outside of the classroom before anyone could notice.
Following suit, Marinette raised her hand. "Miss. Bustier, I know you all want us to be here but I really need to go to the bathroom! I can't hold it any longer!" Miss. Bustier flashed a look of hesitant approval as she bolted out of the classroom and into the nearby bathroom, slamming the stall door shut and clawing her purse open, sending Tikki out and into the air.
"I have a feeling this isn't going to be good. Cartman can already do so much on his own, but now that he has an akuma, he can do even more," Marinette asserted. She hadn't forgotten how malicious Cartman was when he posted those incriminating pictures of his friends when they had made plans without him. "I can't imagine how much more destructive he can get!"
"He didn't seem distracted from taking yours and Chat Noir's Miraculouses," Tikki replied. "But it sounds like he also has a grudge against Mysterion. Maybe there's something that he knows about him that we don't. He might know why Mysterion is an immortal."
"Good point. But the last thing I need during this crazy week is to lose a teammate!"
"Tikki, spots on!"
As The Coon's announcement resonated with the students of Mlle. Bustier's French literature class, it was time to follow procedure (which often occurred more often than it should have). Students got up, collected their belongings, and scrounged for the nearest exit to them. "For your safety, go directly home right now!" Even the teacher joined the human stampede. "But don't forget to read and annotate the first chapter of Cinderella!" In typical fashion, students made their way up to the teacher's desk to collect the book before running out.
In this newly-created commotion, Adrien had excused himself out of the path of his classmates and situated himself in the crevice of one of the green metal staircases found throughout the school. When he was sure nobody was looking, he moved open his shirt, with Plagg flying out when the coast was clear.
"Kid, I've been working non-stop for the past week!" The cat kwami stretched out its miniature limbs. "You better reward me with some top-tier Camembert after this is all over."
Adrien chuckled. "Now's not the best time for cheese talk. There's a wild raccoon on the loose, and someone needs to call animal control before it turns Paris into a zoo!"
"And you better be careful yourself! That Cartman kid didn't sound happy when you let Chloé off the hook!" Plagg chuckled, knowing the slight mention of the mayor's daughter would make Adrien cringe. "It might be what got him under Hawkmoth's control."
"I may not like her as much as she likes me, but she shouldn't be framed for something she didn't do. And I'll make sure he knows that!"
"Plagg, claws out!"
When they reached the dark oak doors that made the entrance of their school, Stan and Kyle stopped their mad man's dash and took a minute to compose themselves. From the corner of their eyes, they could see the last of their classmates exiting the building, including Nino. The DJ bolted up to them the moment the three spotted one another.
"Yo, have you guys seen Adrien?" He had no idea his friend was Chat Noir, but neither did they. "I've been looking for him everywhere! His pops is gonna be so mad if he's missing."
"I haven't seen him anywhere either," Stan answered. He was also concerned about the blonde's safety. " He could've gotten out early?"
"But how? I swear I was sitting next to him when that Coon guy was going on his monologue. But the minute teach told us to leave he vanished." He looked back into the building. "The Coon's gonna squash him like a bug if we don't get to him before he does." It was a surprise that Nino hadn't picked up on who The Coon was, especially since Cartman had such a distinct voice and reputation.
Kyle and Stan looked at one another to see who would be the one to accept or decline the offer. It made sense to find their way back to the Hôtel Grand Paris and meet up with their classmates. But if Cartman - now The Coon - was going for Adrien, he'd be going for Chloé, who surely was camping it out there. and it would've been as if not more dangerous to go back. So, for now, the two of them had to take their chances and look for Adrien. Stan shoved his copy of Cinderella into his backpack and stormed up the steps. "He could be hiding in the courtyard like when the Evillustrator attacked!" Kyle and Nino followed behind him. Inside the courtyard, the raven-haired freshman looked between a set of lockers. "Try looking behind the stairs, trash-cans, and lockers!"
Nino looked over at Kyle, who was right next to him. "Go upstairs to Bustier's class! I'll help Stan look down here!" The redhead nodded and bolted upstairs to the literature teacher's class.
While he didn't expect Adrien to lock himself in a storage closet or be under the teacher's desk, he was surprised to find that Nino wasn't the only one to stay behind. Alya had popped up from behind one of the desks, presumably looking for something or even for someone. When she saw Kyle, she stepped back in surprise. "Looking for someone? I swear, Marinette always bugs out whenever there's any action! Every time there's an akuma, she's always somewhere else on the planet."
"We're looking for Adrien. Have you seen him anywhere?" Kyle shot back.
It took a minute for Alya to remember if she had seen the teen supermodel. "Not that I remember," she ran down the steps and up towards Kyle. "But I was about to ask you the same thing about Marinette," she chuckled. "It's like we're on the same wavelength or something!"
The redhead started to get flustered. "I guess we do-" Before he could finish, he heard a vibration in his pocket. When he picked up the phone, he found the phone number for the Hôtel Grand Paris calling him. He slammed his thumb onto the screen to pick up the call.
"Where the hell are you guys?" Token's (out of all people) voice may have been distinguishable, but he could hear the quiet conversations taking place behind him. Somehow, their whole class had made it back to the safety of the Hôtel Grand Paris before them. "We've been looking everywhere for you two!"
"We had to go back and look for someone!" Kyle hissed. When he remembered Alya was there, he held his phone closer to his ear and cupped his mouth with his free hand. "We wanted to get out of here but we didn't want to say no and look like dicks!"
"Next time you should get the fuck out of there faster." Token chuckled. The redhead rolled his eyes. "Our entire class is here in the lobby. We're all waiting for you-" Before Token could finish, a familiar female voice got onto the line. "Kyle! KYLE!" Wendy screeched from the other end as she snatched Token's phone from his hand. It pierced his ears, as he pulled his phone away from his ear. "Can you get Stan on the phone?"
"Someone's got a girlfriend." Alya intruded playfully. "Didn't know your best bud was such a charmer!"
The other line got quiet. Wendy heard who else was in the room and was about to unleash the wrath of a thousand Amazon warriors onto him. "Kyle, what the fuck! Are you seriously hooking up with that girl right now? Can you like, ever not think with your dick for one second! We're in a life or death situation and this is what you do?"
It didn't matter that his phone wasn't on speaker, they both had the displeasure of hearing how loud Wendy was. Almost immediately, the color of Kyle's face slowly blushed into the same color as his hair, and his eyes felt moments away from bulging out his face. "I... uh... I am not hooking up with anyone right now!" He turned away from Alya. "Why the hell would you think I'm doing that? I already told Token what I was doing! We're just... looking for people, alright?"
He glanced back to see Alya was also recoiling at the idea. She was covering her face in embarrassment. "Uh-uh, no way! Me and you? As a couple? No offense, but bleugh! That isn't happening, at all! End of discussion!"
"Anyways, I'll get your boyfriend on the line," Kyle began to run for the exit out of the classroom and motioned Alya to follow suit by waving her to him. When Kyle spotted the two, Stan and Nino hadn't found Adrien (or Marinette) either and were in conversation. Kyle rushed up to them. "Your girlfriend wants you!" He immediately gave the phone to Stan the moment he turned his head towards him. Why she didn't just call him on her phone confused him.
"Hey, babe-"
"Stan, I need you here as soon as possible! The phone service here got cut down and we're calling from the home phone of the hotel. Nobody knows how it happened, but it did!" It would have been for the best to have stayed behind if this was the commotion. "Even that Chloé girl is here. Does she live here or something?" With each detail, Stan was grateful he wasn't there, especially since that place would be a target if The Coon's #1 enemy was there. "Can you come here as soon as you can? The way they're talking about what's happening isn't like what happened last time-"
Suddenly, the phone line went static. "Wendy? Wendy! WENDY!" Stan lifted the phone down from his ear and down so that everyone else could hear the screen and hung up the call. "No signal."
Nino shrugged. "The service box could be down, but they fixed it a few weeks ago."
"Probably-" Before anyone could answer, they received a notification on their phones. It was a video but from an unknown number. When they opened the video, each of their screens shared the same video of The Coon outside of the Hôtel Grand Paris. It didn't take long to figure out that there was only one reason he'd be there: for Chloé Bourgeois's head.
"Looks like you found out I was coming to your school. Thanks a lot, douchebags! Now I can't go in and take those goddamn Miraculouses like I wanted to!" He swung open the doors of the hotel and walked into the lobby, where Stan and Kyle's entire class waited for their impending doom. "I'll just get those three cock-suckers to come to me if I have to!"
In the corner, Butters bawled his eyes out and clutched onto the nearby butler, who looked mortified about what happened but was too stone-frozen in fear to push him off. Craig's gang, grouped on the other side of the screen, looked in confusion but were not as scared. Wendy, meanwhile, hugged Bebe while looking into the screen as if she was the victim of a snuff film.
"Where the fuck is Chloé Bourgeois?" The Coon demanded of the people in the room. "I know she's fucking here!" Even after asking a question, nobody responded. They were either horrified or didn't care what the fatass had to say but most of the students fell into the former. When he didn't get the answer that he wanted, The Coon sighed. He was starting to get impatient with his hostages. "I'll leave you guys alone if you just give her to me!" In the corner of the shot behind the brunette, Chloé peered her head to see if The Coon was watching, and when he wasn't, tried to run to the other side - but it was too late. The Coon looked in her direction and grinned maniacally. "There's that stupid bitch!" With the wild raccoon adrenaline in his body, he trailed the girl until he bodyslammed her onto the floor, knocking the wind out of her. Fortunately, it didn't look like she sustained any serious injuries. When the supervillain got off of her, she kneeled off of the floor and swept her arms. "Ow! You got your nasty raccoon germs all over me, you jerk! You're going to give me rabies now!"
The Coon didn't give a shit and picked up Chloé by the arm. He moved the camera to show the two of them and ran downstairs back to Teacher PC's class, who looked gobsmacked at what had happened. Looking into the camera, the blonde was only moments away from breaking into crocodile tears. "Well, Ladybug and Chat Noir. If you guys are like, heroes or something, you'd come and free these hostages! But since you're fucking shitstains, you probably don't give a crap about them!" He laughed and grinned into the camera. "I'll be here waiting for you guys. Coon, out!"
And like that, the video cut to black. Great, now The Coon could reach for any phone he desired whenever and wherever he liked. When they each got out of the pop-up, the video was nowhere to be found despite them each receiving it just minutes ago.
Nino looked up back to the group. "Well, now we know where to avoid cold turkey."
"But if he's there, so'll Ladybug and Chat Noir! You guys know I so have to get that scoop-" Alya protested, but before she could make her way out, Kyle grabbed her by the shoulder, effectively stopping her in her tracks. "And that's the same place where we said we're not going. Unless you want your head sliced clean off."
She rolled her eyes back. "Fine, whatever. But you guys owe me big time for this."
Quickly, the redhead pulled up the Maps app on his phone. "We have to find someplace to camp this out and avoid Cartman. If he's going for Chloé, he'll be coming for my- I mean, our asses too." Kyle's thought patterns were not too far off. Now that the fatass had these new powers, it made sense for him to give Kyle eternal torment the moment that he spotted him.
Suddenly, Stan interrupted Kyle's thoughts to remind the group of another deed that The Coon committed. "Wait! Aren't both our principals tied up? We should help them out before we think of anything else!" And like that, the four raced to the principal's office, unaware of what else up The Coon's sleeve would be in store for their city.
