Ladybug: The Adventures of Libby Walters

Season 1

Episode 7

"Manic Monday"

"Thus, living your life by setting goals for yourself is the lesson of the proverb for today. It is important for each of you to give some serious thought to the career path you would like to follow."

"Question! Mr. Sanderson, why did you decide to become a high school teacher?"

"Cause I like high school girls, that's why!"

...

Libby woke up in a cold sweat.

"Jesus."

She looked over to see London still snoozing.

"Uh Ma'am, what time is it?"

"12:15."

"Bleh, missed lunch." Libby grabbed at her stomach. "And I still gotta pee."

Libby hopped off her bed and went to the door. She opened it to see Mistral holding a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in a sealed bag.

"Hey, I thought you might want something." She said. Libby's eyes lit up. She grabbed Mistral by the cheeks and kissed her on the forehead, both her cheeks and finally squarely on the lips.

"Oh gosh..."

"I am so sorry Misty." Libby panicked.

"No, it was okay!" Mistral smiled.

"Don't expect it to become a habit. Irka might get jealous. Any which way, thanks for the sammich. You want half of it?"

"Oh no, I already ate!"

"How many selfies did you take?" Libby asked.

"Hmph, that isn't all I do..." Mistral sounded insulted.

*Beat*

"Six. Well seven, but Matriel asked me to delete one cause she looked like she was high."

"You run along now Misty, and please, never stop being precious." Libby said. Mistral pressed her fingers into her cheeks and ran off.

"Now then, now then..." Libby began. "Hey Ash, you want something?"

"I don't need to eat, but thank you Libby."

"Are you immortal?"

*Silence*

"C'mon Ash."

"Yes."

"Nooo..." Libby said, faking a shocked tone.

"I just said, yes."

"How old are ya?"

"I may not be human, but even I know the rudeness of that question."

"Three or four digits?" Libby continued probing for answers.

"*Sigh* Three, but much closer to four than to two."

"Would you like even just a bit of my sammich?"

"No Libby, you need it, I don't."

Libby tossed one half of the sandwich into the air and caught it in her mouth.

"Mistral knows me so well." She said happily.

"You seem to like her a good deal."

"I was happy to see her. And she didn't have to bring me lunch."

Libby strode down the hall towards the bathroom.

"I hope Mr. Stringbean isn't too broken up about me being absent. I'm certainly not."

"Isn't school important to you?"

"Of course." Libby said as she pushed the bathroom door open. "But when you have a target on you, that makes it pretty unpleasant. I wouldn't mind those Shadows showing up again..."

"Never wish for something bad to happen Libby. The last Ladybug who did that sort of thing was Leda Baxter. She got run over by a train."

"Yikes."

Libby wrapped up in the bathroom, stretched and yawned, and then thought what her next class was.

"Gym starts in ten." She said. "I think I'm feeling up to that now."

Libby made her way over towards the gym. Not all her friends were in this class like algebra, just Irka, Mistral and Edison. Libby went back into the locker room to retrieve her clothes. Mistral was collecting hers.

"Hey cutie pie."

"Hi!" Mistral said cheerfully. "Glad you're here."

"I bet you are." Libby smirked.

"Hmmm?"

"You sure that kiss was okay? I don't want you to think I was being weird or creepy."

"It was nice, actually." Mistral said. "Maybe it'll strengthen our bond."

"That's one way of looking at it." Libby rubbed Mistral's back. Irka came in behind them.

"Hey Ladybug."

"Just Libby for now."

"I can see that..." Irka said. Mistral laughed.

"See you girls out there." She waved.

"Watch your footing this time." Libby said. "That was really scary last week."

"Got it!"

"How did she not break any bones?" Irka asked.

"She was lucky."

Libby and Irka changed into their gym outfits.

"You think Edison will, er, admire the scenery?"

"What?"

"Are we oblivious, Libbster?" Irka asked.

"Apparently? Care to tell me what scenery we're discussing?" Libby asked.

"He wants the Lord to take him downtown, because all he looks for is some tush."

"Edison is staring at my ass?"

Libby went red in the face.

"Ooh, that boy is in trouble!" She exclaimed. Libby marched out into the gym. She looked left and right, and spotted Edison running laps around the track.

"Keep it in check, Lib." Irka suggested. Edison caught Libby with her arms crossed giving him the evil eye.

"Hang on coach, I think someone wants to see me." He said.

"Make it quick, Carswell." He replied. "Alright, you pansies. No getting distracted!"

"Hey Libby, what's wrong?"

"Don't 'hey Libby' me, mister." She scowled.

"Irka, what did I do?" He asked, sweating a little.

"Any girls you like looking at, Edison Carswell?"

"Well sometimes I notice, um..."

"My derrière?" Libby asked bluntly.

"But Libby..." Edison was getting more nervous.

"Don't talk to me today, Ed. Not until you learn how to keep your prying eyes in check."

"Edison!" The coach boomed. "Break time's over!"

"I'm sorry Libby."

"Tell it to my ass, since you seem to love it so much!"

Libby stomped off over towards Mistral, who was stretching.

"I really blew it, huh Irka?" Edison asked.

"Libby appreciates honesty." Irka replied.

"I love that girl so much..."

Irka took a step back.

"So I was correct in reading you."

"She's everything I'm looking for." Edison sighed.

"Libby is damn nearly perfect." Irka agreed.

"Whoa."

"I am being truthful. Her pretty face and sweet nature are one thing, but I have been intimately close to her for years. I know the depths of her soul."

"I kinda wrote her a love letter, but now I'm having second thoughts."

"Will you allow me to read it?" Irka asked.

"It's sappy, and cheesy, and Libby would think I was a joker if she read even half of it." Edison answered.

"Which is the reason for my suggestion. LIbby and I are in tune with each other, so if I like it, there is high likelihood she will love it."

"They certainly are having a long conversation over there." Libby observed.

"I don't get why you're angry." Mistral said. "I've seen Irka checking you out."

"Irka is allowed to do whatever the hell she wants."

"I think you're being a hypocrite..."

Libby gave Mistral a look that terrified her a little.

"Misty, you are literally the last person I wanna get mad at, so don't push it." Libby pointed at her, then pulled her into a headlock.

"Hey!" Mistral exclaimed.

"I only do that to special people."

Libby and Mistral stood and joined the other runners.

"Today Carswell, Dekanov!" The coach yelled. They joined the parade of runners. A few seconds later, Mistral slowed her pace.

"Get the lead out, Fen!"

Mistral suddenly doubled over, and vomited on the floor.

"Whoa!" The coach exclaimed. "You okay Fen?"

"I'm pretty sure she's not." Libby glared.

"Libby, I really feel awful." Mistral panted. Libby put a hand to her forehead.

"Jesus, you're warm!" She exclaimed. "Somebody get a towel, and run some cold water over it. Come on, snap to it people!"

Edison sprinted to the nearest bathroom, and returned with the towel Libby requested.

"Here, Libby."

"..."

Libby pressed the towel to Mistral's forehead. She texted Matriel to let her know what was up.

12:38 PM

From: Lib

Misty is sick. Taking her 2 the nurse

12:38 PM

From: Mats

THANK YOU for letting me know. I'll see her when I can.

"That was cold." Edison said.

"No time for jokes, Edison!" Libby snapped. "But thank you."

"You're welcome Libby."

"Misty, you ready to go?"

"No..."

Mistral sat straight up, and twisted Libby's arm hard.

"The hell?" Libby asked. Mistral chuckled.

"You friggin' possessed or something?"

Mistral's hands had what looked like some of the Shadows' dark energy on it.

"But how? Ash?"

"I assume you retained a trace amount of their energy, and transferred it to Mistral."

"So the kiss was important." Libby thought out loud. "I think I know what time it is."

"Where are you going?" Edison asked.

"To get Ladybug. She's probably still around."

"Can't you call her?"

"She prefers face-to-face conversation." Libby grinned. She bolted out of the gym. Mistral fired energy at one of the basketball nets, knocking it to the ground.

"Alright Ash, if you please..."

Libby transformed, and hauled ass back to the gym.

"Damn, that wasn't long." Irka said.

"Yeah, Libby caught me on my way out." Libby put on her now trademarked fake deep voice. "Alright you, let's dance!"

Mistral moved so fast that Libby could barely keep up.

"Mmm." Libby said. She whipped the yo-yo towards Mistral. She caught it and started dragging Libby around in wide circles. The majority of the other runners had taken shelter. Mistral let go of the rope, and sent Libby careening towards the bleachers.

*BAM!*

"Oh Heavens." Irka said. She snuck up behind Mistral, tapped her on the shoulder and delivered a right hook across her face.

"Oh, you're with her?" Mistral asked, her voice now sounding distorted. "I guess you need to die too!"

"Let us go a few rounds!" Irka exclaimed. Mistral attempted to return the punch, but each one was dodged.

"Ladybug, get her!"

Mistral spun around, and Irka took the opportunity to clamp her arms around Mistral's shoulders.

"Mistral, I like you, but right now, you are on my list."

Mistral struggled for a moment, then overpowered Irka and flipped her over her head towards the same bleachers Libby was recovering on.

"Libby, look out!"

Libby peered up to see a speeding Irka coming right towards her. Without thinking, she sprang straight up, caught Irka, clutched onto her yo-yo as best she could, impacted one of the bleachers and finally teleported out.

They ended up in front of some lockers.

"Irka!" Geneva exclaimed.

"Oh God, not again..." Palloma sighed.

"Is my precious Irka okay?"

"Yes, Gen-general girl whom I've never seen before." Libby coughed. "Me, I've been better."

"I don't care about you, bug-girl!" Geneva said indignantly.

"I'll keep that in mind next time you're in peril..."

Libby realized just how serious the impact with the bleachers was, as her back felt to her somebody had stuck knives up and down it.

"You, girl who apparently doesn't like me!" Libby said.

"It's Geneva."

"Whatever. There's an emergency in the gym. I'm not taking Irka back there, so I need you to watch her for me."

Geneva's jaw dropped.

"I know you can do it, Geneva!" Libby encouraged. Geneva squealed with joy.

"Nobody will be able to hurt my beloved Irka!"

"I guess I'll help." Palloma offered.

"Great! See ya!"

As Libby sprinted to the best of her abilities back to the gym, she had a thought.

"Irka is going to rip me in half later."

"LADYBUG!"

"Or now..."

Libby burst back through the gym doors, to see energy swirling around Mistral.

"How long was I gone?" She asked. "And just how can I combat this?"

Libby then noticed that some of her classmates were being suspended by the energy.

"Lovely...think, Libby."

Libby shot a dart into the energy circle, but it got caught and continued rotating around Mistral.

"Thing number two I'm going to regret today." Libby said. "Launch, launch, launch!"

The three darts also caught in the swirl, and seemed to do nothing.

"Okay Mistral, if this ends badly, I'll take you out for smoothies, or something."

"Careful Libby. This method already failed once."

"Rapid fire!"

The barrage of darts overwhelmed Mistral, and they began striking her.

"Augh! No, you will not control me!"

A deafening shriek came from Mistral's mouth, and the energy swirl left her.

"Shit!" Libby exclaimed. "Wingpack!"

Libby tugged the string, then instantly realized she wouldn't be able to catch everyone.

"Oh Lord, please let this work."

Libby flew under the falling students (and coach), spun around in mid air, and started spinning her yo-yo with both hands.

"I'll never ask for anything ever again, not even more Ladybugs..."

The rotation of the yo-yo was getting so rapid that it created a blast of upward air.

"Yes. Yes!"

The force was strong enough that it stopped most of the falling people's momentum.

"Ow! Just threw out my arm!" Libby gritted her teeth.

"You've done enough Libby. They will still likely get injured, but there will be no fatalities this time."

"But Mistral..."

"You couldn't have known that would've happened. And neither could I."

The people all hit the ground, thankfully none headfirst. Libby admired the scene.

"People got hurt because of me again, Ash." Libby sighed.

"No Ladybug has ever had a flawless beginning to his or her career."

"His?"

"There have been male Ladybugs, yes. Very rarely though. About one in every 10-12 Ladybugs are men."

Libby stopped, then snorted laughing.

"Sorry, just, male 'Lady' bugs."

"They were brave men, Libby. Especially Rhooke Dannicker. He fought with the Allies in World War two."

"So you've served with some male Ladybugs?" Libby asked.

"Of course, why?"

"Did you ever say..."

Libby was barely holding back a laugh.

"...Dude looks like a Ladybug?"

*Beat*

"...I don't get it Libby."

"Shit..."

Libby laid her head down, as the shaken crowd was just getting their bearings.

"Ladybug?"

"Mistral!"

"What happened?" Mistral asked. "I remember getting sick."

"You, erm, kinda got possessed by one of the shadow monsters."

"And you scared it away?"

"That's what I do!"

"I'm so happy I could kiss you! Or take a selfie..."

"Why not both?" Libby suggested. The two lined up for the shot, then kissed as Mistral snapped the photo.

"Hashtag #Ladybug Hashtag #We'reJustFRIENDS Hashtag #BeQuietMrWalters"

"Got all your bases covered."

"Yep!" Mistral said. "Thank you!"

"LADYBUG!"

"Oh fu-"

"Leaving me with my fan seemed fun to you, no?" Irka asked.

"Well, you see..."

"She actually wasn't so bad."

Irka smiled and pulled Geneva closer to herself.

"Oh Irka..." Geneva fainted.

"I'll deal with her." Palloma said, and dragged Geneva by her feet out of the gym.

"You took care of the threat?" Irka asked.

"With more difficulty, but yes."

"Hey Ash, how come I haven't changed back?" Libby asked.

"Look around you. Either way, you can take my clip out if you need to return. Oh, and I can deactivate it too."

"Well that's certainly good to know. Ha, guess I'm missing all my classes today..."

"I suppose you really are a hero now."

"I guess." Libby said.

"What on earth..." Edison rubbed his head.

"Hello again. You're Edison?"

"That's me. Nice to formally meet you Ladybug."

"You too." Libby smiled.

"Wow, So looks like class is cancelled."

"It better be..."

"Why, Ladybug?" Edison asked.

"Er, after all that excitement, I don't think anyone else is up to running around!"

"I'm certainly not!" The coach said. "You're all dismissed."

Another mass of mostly Canadian humanity exited the gym. Belloehs entered.

"Where the bloody blue hell is Libby?" She asked angrily. "She wasn't at the nurse's, and I've called her like 14,000 times."

"Oh, she's around." Libby said. "You're just not looking hard enough."

"Thanks, Ladybutt."

Libby glared at her.

"Beat it Belloehs." Irka said. "And take the mood with you."

"Ah!" Belloehs said, and walked swiftly away.

"Why are we friends with her again?" Libby asked. "Such a short temper sometimes."

"Not the worst person we know." Irka said.

"Yeah, Belloehs is at least good for some cheap laughs."

"Hey Irka, you have anywhere to be?" Edison asked.

"The French class is 40 minutes in the future, why?" The black haired girl answered.

"I need your advice on that little thing we discussed."

"Does this concern Libby at all?" Libby asked.

"Not the least bit. Later, Bug."

"Alright Irka, if you say so. Mistral, you can stop hugging me now..."

"*Ahem*"

"Hey, thanks for the save, uh..." A guy who Libby forgot his name asked. -me being lazy XD

"Ladybug, pleasure." She shook his hand. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have a prior engagement. Later gator!"

Libby jogged out of the gym, and nearly ran down London.

"Watch it!"

"S-sorry Lo-whoa..."

London had at least half a dozen stitches that Libby could clearly see.

"What's your problem, weirdo?" London asked.

"I'm sorry. Uh, hope you heal up soon!" Libby gave her the peace sign.

"Oh, I, thank you?"

"You're welcome. Sorry about what happened to you!"

London watched Libby make her way down the hall.

"Hmm, everybody's in a mood today."

"Okay Ash, when I get in the bathroom, change me."

Libby came into the bathroom, and Belloehs was there.

"You again?"

"Yes, and if you'll pardon me..."

Libby got into a stall. She waited for Belloehs to leave, and returned to her street clothes.

"Now Belloehs can find me." She smirked. Libby popped her head out the door, and found Belloehs around the corner.

"There you are, Libbster!"

"Yep, Ladybug relayed your message."

"It's been quite the Manic Monday, hasn't it?"

"Oh my yes."

Meanwhile, Irka was with Edison at his locker.

"So you would like me to see it?" She asked.

"I dunno, I mean it's nothing special really." He answered.

"Is it short? Long?"

"Pretty lengthy. It kept getting longer than I expected."

"Well allow me to see it then!" Irka exclaimed.

"Okay." Edison hesitated, then unzipped his...backpack, and pulled the love note out.

"Heavens. That is exceptionally long."

"Eh heh, I got carried away. Libby inspired me."

Irka scanned down the paper.

"...This is nice so far."

She continued.

"Maybe take this part out?"

"Which one?" Edison asked.

"Fondling Libby's soft behind?" Irka asked. "No, no. Nothing is further from romantic."

"Not even a little?"

Irka glared at him.

"She has a cute butt..."

"She does, but recommendation for removing it."

"What else?" Edison asked.

"I noticed there are myriad song lyrics." Irka said.

"Libby loves music, after all."

Irka smiled, and went on.

"Just want you in my arms. Simple, in a good way. Hmm, reword this part," Irka pointed. "You mister, are gold. Libbster will be in all her glory, with no doubt."

"Irka, I'll be blunt.." Edison said. "The end goal here is for me to slip a ring onto Libby's finger." (yeah dude, that ain't happening :-p)

"Not if I beat you to it!"

"Oh man..."

Edison looked like he had just gotten the worst news of his life.

"Oh God, how could I compete with you Irka?" He asked. "I mean you're super gorgeous, and you've known her forever, and, and..."

"Edison, that was a joke..."

Edison stopped flailing his arms.

"I got to laugh, and received a compliment." Irka threw her hair back. "No more work here."

"But wait, you mean..."

"If there's any interest from her, Libby is all yours."

"Oh wow, thanks Irka!" Edison exclaimed.

"Remember, I will still get much of her time." Irka explained.

"Fine by me."

"And I will still be permitted to kiss her."

"...I didn't know you even did that."

"It is a core piece of mine and Libby's friendship." Irka said. "Not to be tampered with,"

"Sounds good." Edison nodded. "And Irka, if you doubt my intentions..."

"They are clearly genuine."

"She's the...the...I can't even think of anything clever to say, damn it."

"I look forward to any progress you make." Irka smiled. Edison hugged her.

"I'll give her this piece of gold tomorrow." He said, placing it in his backpack.

"Better if it's soon."

"Does Libby have any guys in her sights?"

"Heavens no. The only things she has concern about are school and be-*cough* Ladybugs."

"Perfect." Edison looked confident. "See you in Lit class."

Irla tilted her head.

"Oh! Right, you aren't there. It's just that weird girl that looks like you."

Edison and Irka went their separate ways. She retrieved Libby, who had dropped by the nurse's office to let her know why she'd left. French class was next for them, as this wild and unpredictable day was now more than half over...