Marinette burst through the door leading to the party, dragging Chloe behind her. People turned to look at the two panting girls in alarm.
"There's an Akuma victim. Every one needs to evacuate," Marinette cried out. Several people close enough to hear her, started murmuring in alarm.
In a burst of light, the door that Marinette and Chloe had just come through, burst apart and a figure holding a large pair of jagged black scissors and a long pony tail walked through.
Too late! Marinette thought, I need to transform. She thought looking around desperately.
Laughter echoed around the room. People stopped dancing and talking, the band went silent. "My name is Fashionista! I will give this whole place a makeover!" She said. People began screaming and running. Fashionista laughed, shooting beams of light out of her scissors. Trays of food went flying, and people fell down, their hair going all frizzy, and their rich expensive clothing ruined. A whole table full of bread and cheese and fruit sizzled before it exploded, raining canapes and bit of fruit and slices of camembert every where.
Camembert, Marinette realized, that's what Adrien smelled like. Then she shook herself mentally, I need to focus, she thought. "Hide," Marinette ordered, pushing Chloe under a table, "I'll distract her, then you can sneak out."
Waving her hands she walked to the middle of the dance floor. "Hey, Why don't you leave all these people alone?" She shouted.
"You!" Fashionista focused on Marinette, "I want payback for what you did to me."
"Lorelei," Marinette said in what she hopped was a calm voice, "Your issue is with me. Let everyone go and we can talk about it."
"My name's not Lorelei, It's Fashionista!" The akumatized girl cried out. "And I'm going to give you a make over no one will ever forget."
Marinette eye's darted around looking for her partner, "Chat, I could really use a save right about now," she muttered under her breath, tensing to try and dodge the attack. Movement caught her eye, as the 7 foot tall ice sculpture of the winged victory wobbled on it's plinth. Fashionista had her back to it, and didn't notice it slowly tipping before it came crashing down on her.
Chloe stood behind it, a look of triumph on her face. "That's what you get for messing with my hair," She stood looking at the pile of ice, then it began to move.
"RUN!" Marinette shouted.
Chloe spun and ran out the nearest door. Marinette watched her go, before turning on her heel and running for cover herself.
As soon as she was out of sight, Tikki flew up to her. "Let's do this Marinette," she said.
"Right!" Marinette nodded. "Tikki, Spots On!"