I do not, and will never own Miraculous Ladybug.
I'm really glad you seem to enjoy this story. I'm trying to include some longer chapters for you. I would love more prompts for this story, since I always love hearing what you want to read. Thank you all so much. Love ya - Alice O'flynn
The Akuma had been a hard one to beat. And neither of the heroes came out unscathed. Chat actually turned out to be the luckier of the two. Since the scrapes he got into could be fixed by Ladybug. She herself wasn't so lucky, though. Because the worst injury she got was not attributed to the akuma, but to her own clumsiness. Since she had stepped wrong, and injured her foot. She was able to play it off for the fight, and no one knew that Ladybug was injured. She was glad about that, since she knew Chat would have babied her, not wanting her to hurt herself more. She was able to yo-yo back to school just fine, thankfully, after battle. But because of her injured foot, as soon as she detransformed, she had trouble walking. She winced when she even tried to walk on her foot, but she knew she needed to get back to class, since she was supposedly just taking a trip to the bathroom. She was expected to be back at least before lunch.
Adrien used his Baton to launch himself through one of the bathroom windows. Right in time, before he detransformed. He hurried back to class, and hoped to see Marinette safely back in her seat. He had been worried when she had asked to leave right after he had figured out their was an akuma attack going on. The safest place for her would probably be with the rest of the class, so why wasn't she staying there? He wondered. His heart sank just a little when Marinette wasn't in his seat. He knew his wish to see her there wasn't just concern for her own safety, but also a bit of his own selfishness as well. Since nothing could make him smile as much, after a hard akuma fight, than seeing his Princess. Especially seeing her smile. He just hoped she would come back soon.
Marinette limped into class a few minutes later, it had taken her longer to walk from the bathroom to her classroom. She had walked slow, making sure not to hurt her foot anymore than it already was. Adrien watched her, concerned, as she came through the classroom door.
"I'm sorry, Mme. Bustier, As I was heading to the restroom, I tripped down the stairs, and twisted my ankle. It took me longer than I expected to walk back here." Marinette said to her teacher, lying.
"Please sit down, Marinette. And go to the nurses office as soon as class is over." Mme. Bustier said, slightly concerned for her student.
"Of course," Marinette said, going to sit down.
Class ended, and the bell rang. Marinette, started getting to her feet. She winced when she put weight on her injured foot. Adrien turned up to her, worried for her hurting herself more. He was sad that she was hurt at all, and secretly wished he could have done something to prevent it. But then again, he was fighting an akuma, and saving Paris. But even if he hadn't been there to prevent her from getting injured, he would help her now.
"Marinette, you stay there. You shouldn't be walking on that foot. I'll go get a wrap from the nurse's office." Adrien said, and Marinette nodded. She usually would have rejected it, said she would be alright. But she had already used her sprained ankle as an excuse for being gone for so long. And it really did hurt. Adrien left Marinette sitting there, as everyone else had already gone to their next class.
Adrien returned quickly, holding an ace bandage. He sat down on the ground, and took Marinette's foot in hand. She winced at the pain of it being handled, but she let Adrine hold her foot. He took off her shoe, and started wrapping her foot in the bandage. His hands moved quickly, and he bandaged her foot, and was soon done.
"Thanks Adrien." Marinette said, smiling at him.
"It's no problem, Princess," Adrien said, before he realized. The nickname left his lips unchecked, and he started to worry that he might have just given away his secret identity. He had nothing to blame his slip of the tongue on now.
"If I am a princess, you must be my brave, and sweet Prince." Marinette said, blushing tomato red.
"I guess I am," Adrien said, kissing the top of Marinette's foot.
