day 7: "evil vegetarians"
Ladybug swooped down on top of the akuma. It was a massive cow, wagging its tail and refusing to stop its slow motion rampage through the streets of Paris. Every stop caused the ground to shake, but every so often the cow would stop moving and begin to chew on a tree. The cow's stupidity made it impossible to control, causing car alarms to go off every couple seconds of rampage.
She needed it under control. Where was Chat Noir? Her partner in crime was never normally this late. She threw her yo-yo out and around the cow's head like reigns in attempt to control the cow's movements.
"Look out, because you're about to become ground beef!" Ladybug rolled her eyes, but was very thankful that Chat had finally arrived.
Everything seemed to be going as planned until a voice sounded loud above all the other noises.
"NOT SO FAST!"
Everyone stopped what they were doing, including the cow.
"WE WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS." A small white girl stood before another group of people. "WE WILL NOT WATCH IDLY AS YOU TORTURE THIS CREATURE."
Chat landed beside her. "Fuck," he breathed out, "it's Peeta."
Ladybug's eyes widened. "Are you even shitting me?" she asked, although she knew he wasn't.
"LADYBUG WE CANNOT LET ONE OF OUR BELOVED HEROES ATTACK THIS INNOCENT COW. WE CANNOT STAND FOR THIS CRUEL ABUSE!" The small crowed behind her roared, their signs moving up and down angrily.
Ladybug stood up. "You guys do know this isn't a cow, right?"
The Peeta supporter pointed up to the two heroes on top of the massive cow. "LOOK AT THEM NOW! BLATANTLY DEHUMANIZING THE COW, TELLING IT THAT IT ISN'T EVEN A COW!" The crowd got angrier and angrier.
"No, I'm serious! This is an akuma! It's a person! Who is possessed by Hawkmoth! Chat Noir and I have to stop it and help the person inside of this cow come back out!" Ladybug did her best to explain the situation, but it didn't seem to be working out.
"ALRIGHT LADYBUG! IF YOUR INTENTION IS TO HELP THIS ANIMAL, WHY IS YOUR YO-YO AROUND ITS NECK?"
The crowd gasped, and the cow started to move.
"Fuck this," she mumbled as she tightened her yo-yo around the akuma's neck. "Chat, we don't have time for this shit. Executive decision, I say we just take care of this akuma and then deal with the vegans later."
"Sounds puuurrrr-fect to me, my Lady."
After fifteen minutes of diligent work, Ladybug and Chat Noir purified the akuma. When the duo landed together in front of the media, a slim woman with a briefcase approached the heroes quickly. "You've been served," she told them, pushing a manila envelope into their arms and leaving them dumbfounded.
Long story short, it was the quickest dismissed case in all of France's history.