It isn't fun to be woken up bright and early in a place that you still didn't know too well. "Marinette, time for patrol." Tikki murmured, and she was so glad that they'd managed to come across the day before a nice baker's couple that gave them some sweets.
They almost reminded her of her mom and dad which sort of stopped her short, but she'd smiled and thanked them and pretended that her heart didn't hurt. As soon as she and Tikki had gotten to a place where no one could see them, they'd rationed up the sweets between them.
Marinette missed home so much more than she'd known possible; it felt like a hollow ache in her chest, and she couldn't wait until something worked. Attempt number four would be today.
Cat Noir had to have defeated that Akuma by this point, but he didn't have her there to purify it and asking Hawkmoth to do so was not only impossible, but he'd probably refuse anyway.
She wondered if he had any idea where she'd gone. Either way, today was the day that hopefully, she'll succeed. Once transformed, she took a path through the city not far from the park bench that she'd been calling home.
The sunlight shone and sparkled on the buildings and she let that kind of be her guide. With every step, she tried to forget her homesickness and just how lost and confused she felt in this big, nameless city.
Ladybug paused before some tall buildings and looked out over the city, finding a long expanse of water, sparkling in the sun, and a little farther out, The Statue Of Liberty. "Oh," She mumbled as it suddenly became clear to her that they were in New York.
"It's America." She muttered, half to herself, just to find words to express her surprise as she finally shook her head and continued on. Trying to forget that that wasn't even remotely close to Europe. It wasn't as simple as taking a train back home which had been one of her game plans before.
Why couldn't it have been England or something? England's close to France, but Ladybug was a superhero, her main focus was not on whether she should be able to take a train back home. It probably wouldn't have worked much anyway since she was still pretty sure that she was in a world that was supposed to be fictional as she spun around and made her way past train stations and airports and apartment buildings that she couldn't stay at without having 'dollars' or at least she's pretty sure that that's what American money is called anyway.
Ladybug kept on going until she was sure that she was almost back to what she'd been calling home every night for a couple of nights, a solitary park bench that sadly a man was now sitting at. Feeling more alone than ever, she dropped down into a discarded alleyway and transformed back into Marinette behind a dumpster.
Attempt number four had been a flop, "Hurry up, Cat Noir." She murmured to herself for only the small amount of peace of mind that it gave her.