Marinette forgot to set her alarm clock! "Late late late late!" She screamed, pulling on her shirt desperately as she put the ribbons in her hair. Why did girls have to wear so many accessories compared to guys!? It just wasn't fair! "Oh, why did I have to be late, and on the first day of school!" The only time of the year she was allowed to present herself in a brand new light, establish a reputation beyond being a klutz and beyond Chloe's favorite punching bag.

This wasn't going to just be a normal first day, it was going to be their first day of HIGHSCHOOL. Being another step further to adulthood and independence. To prove she was responsible, deserved the freedom she got, and could do things herself. "Marinette dear, did you forget to set your alarm clock again?" Maman called out from downstairs.

"Just a tiny glitch! I'm about to be out the door!" She stumbled to get her shoe on as she fell on the ground. "Any minute now!" With her luck, she was probably going to be the ONLY one running late, just so the universe would have a more convenient source of misery.

"Don't forget the macarones. It's your first day after all." Papa offered a box of treats. "Always nice to make a good impression when you meet someone new."

"Thank you Papa." She kissed the man's cheek as she took the box. "I love you both!"

"Aren't you going to at least have breakfast?" Maman asked in concern as she nearly crashed through the door.

"I'm holding food, I'll just snag one for myself!" That's what she would tell her parents. In reality she would just hold out until lunch. That is if the universe wasn't trying to be cruel and have all her lunch money fall out.

Marinette ran through the city, taking familiar shortcuts she familiarized herself with after years of being late for multiple events in her life. Take an alley here, zip through a green light there, so far so good.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw an old man struggling to get through the street, falling to the ground as his bag spilled. A quick glance confirmed no one else was paying attention, focusing on calls or others. He had five objects on the ground, and there was twenty seconds until the light turned red. Okay, she could make this quick, just carry the old man's stuff and get him to safety.

"Excuse me, looks like you need help." She set her box of macarons aside as she sprinted over to the crosswalk. "Here, let me get that for you." She quickly gathered the items and carried them over. Okay, ten seconds and she got the items across, and the old man….was still on the crosswalk. "Oh for the love of.." She held in a curse. It didn't matter where she was in the universe, her Maman would know. "Here, let me help you walk sir." She gently grabbed him by the arm and led him to the other side.

"Why thank you miss." The old man smiled as they finally made it. "You have helped me greatly this morning."

"No problem, just happy to he-" She grabbed her cookies..

HONK

"Gaah!" She flinched at the sound of the cars now moving through the streets, dropping her box and a few cookies falling out of it. "...Help." She sighed.

"Here miss." He handed her the box. "For being a generous and observant soul."

"Thank you." She took the box. "Hope it's enough … well, it's not like Chloe and Sabrina would take the cookies anyways." Chloe refused to eat anything from her or her family's bakery and Sabrina only did what Chloe told her to do. "Hope you have a nice day sir!" She quickly rushed through the sidewalk…

HONK

And narrowly avoided getting hit by a car. "Ah! Forget to look both ways!" Why was the universe trying to stop her from going to school today!?

Sabrina followed Chloe as she walked into the classroom. She made sure to get the summer work done for both of them, so the only thing left to worry about was the new students she heard about, three of them in fact. One was a new girl just coming into the city, another was a foreign exchange student, and the last, and also the only one Chloe cared about, would be Adrien Agreste.

"Oh, my Adrikens and me in the same class. This is going to be spectacular." The girl said to herself, a wide smile on her face. "I was already the most fabulous student in the entire school, but me and Adriekens together will send the Fab-meter through the roof! The complete perfect power couple!"

"...But…you're not dating…" Sabrina reminded her.

"That's just because Adrikens doesn't understand subtleties. Soon enough me and him will be locked lip to lip." She grinned.

"Don't you mean hip to hip?"

"That too." Sabrina slightly doubted. From the little Chloe allowed her to see of Adrien, the boy was not especially…emotionally aware. She chalked it up to being a sheltered rich kid. Although it did make him easier to talk to than Chloe. "Greetings class, I'm here to grace you all with my presence."

There were some mixed reactions, from Nino and Juleka rolling their eyes to Kim and Rose clapping with a smile. Everyone else in between just groaned, aside from what she could assume were the two new kids, who just stared baffled. "Is this supposed to be a special ceremony or something, cause I feel underdressed." One of the new kids, a boy with brown hair and an American accent, asked out loud.

"Don't ask me, I'm as new as you are to this whole thing." The girl with red hair and glasses just said with surprise.

"Ignore it if you can. Once you get her started, there's no turning Chloe off." Alix grumbled, sinking her head into her desk.

"Pfft, shows what you know, Roller rat. There's no turning off the my glamor once's its on." Chloe snorted.

The new boy stared at her for a moment, before snapping his fingers. "Oh, you're the famous Buegious that Adrien spoke about all the time." The American boy looked like he nodded in understanding. "You're even more snooty and uptight than I imagined you being."

… Oh no he didn't. "And who do you think you are telling me what to do?" Her friend glared as the class snorted in laughter.

"Just a boy who read the word 'common decency' in the dictionary. I'd tell you to do the same but given the looks from your lap dog, she likely does all the work and you wouldn't understand it in the slightest." RUDE…..but…not…inaccurate.

"You little insect, do you know who I am!?" She shouted.

"I just said your name is Buegios, did you not hear me?" He asked. "I think the five pounds of makeup you have on might have gotten jammed in your ears."

"Daaammmn." Ivan smirked. "Sick burn."

"Oh yeah! Well at least I don't wear worm-food for clothing that still has the price tag on it!"

"Ah yes, price tag clothing, because I'm not insecure enough to need to gold trim my accessories and show everyone being rich is my only skill." He tapped his chin. "Oh wait, that's not a skill considering it's probably your mom's money, so it's probably your only trait."

… And he just hit the mother button on Chloe … Sabrina gently got into position. "Oh, you wanna see a skill?" Her best friend/boss asked in a sickly sweet tone. "HOW ABOUT JAMMING MY NAILS THROUGH YOUR FOUR EYES!" Sabrina did her best to restrain the girl. The school could excuse a lot, but not murder.

"I don't even know this guy and I immediately want to be his friend." Nino said from the background. "A new year and he already has the stones to confront Chole."

"He's got my vote." The redheaded new girl smiled. "The name's Alya Cesaire."

"Peter Parker, straight from America and an expert at pissing people off in apparently all countries." He laughed as Chloe was inches away from his face.

"Hey everyone, I brought macarons." They turned to see Marinette walk into the room with a smile. "... Who got Chloe angry?"

"I proudly take credit." The American, apparently named Peter, raised his hand. "Hey you didn't happen to see a blonde boy with very in clothes come by did you? One notable for having his face on billboards?"

"Can't say I have, then again I was rushing to get to school." Marinette passed around the delicious looking pastries Sabrina REALLY wanted to have but couldn't on the account of Chloe hating Marinette….though probably not as much as the American right now. "So…can take my seat now or…" She began moving to an empty spot.

That somehow got Chloe to instantly switch targets, though being significantly less murderous. "Nope, no, no, no way Dupain-Cheng. That seats the the closest to Adrien's new spot, and I'm not going to have you baker germs all over it!"

"You who, empty air headed blondie?" Peter's remark instantly got her growling again. "It's a free seating class, no assigned spots. Plus wouldn't Adrien prefer to sit with two bros?"

"What would you know about Adrien? I'm his best friend, and soon to be girlfriend."

"In what reality?" The american snickered.

"The one where she's the queen." Alix added with a snort of her own.

"Weird, usually the new year starts with everyone just trying to ignore Chloe as she rants." Marinette blinked in surprise.

"America, where new kids are thrown under the boss and richy rich girls are ignored for their power." He grinned. "What's she going to do, call the police?"

"My dad's actually the chief of police." Sabrina held up her hand, speaking for the first time to the class. "He won't actually arrest people for stuff like this-"

"Sabrina, did I say you could talk!?" Chloe shouted.

"I'm sorry Chloe." She apologized.

"...I'm just going to take my seat here." Marineete quickly stepped aside and put herself next to the new girl. "Macaroon?"

"Don't mind if I do." The red head smiled, taking a bite of the delicious smelling dessert. "Name's Alya. "

"Peter." The american smiled.

"Marinette." The baker girl smiled. "You know … I really think I'm going to like this class." Sabrina could say the opposite in all honesty. Now Chloe was going to take her anger out on Sabrina later today.

Madame web watched as Fu walked away from Adrien Agreste. From his goal, the standpoint was sound. Find someone who would destroy themselves before destroying others. This was a miraculous that could literally destroy a universe if given to anyone with wrong intentions.

However, the execution did leave much to be desired. Doing it in front of a school was already in itself a tricky situation. For one…the school had already closed its doors for classes; and a old man walking around a school was a bit suspicious. Doing it as all the children we're heading inside made more sense for this situation.

"Your slipping, Fu." She spoke to the man as he passed.

"And here I thought I'd have the pleasure of waiting another year or two before we chatted again." He sighed. "Have you come to criticize my choice of holders?"

"No, just your methods. I will wait for the holders to mess up on their own time before judgment."

"You know, leaving it up to chance doesn't leave you much room to criticize my own method."

"I can name at least twenty scenarios alone where your method of selection could've gone horribly wrong just about now." Madam web continued.

"And I can name five in which your selection already has gone wrong." Fu glared.

"He hasn't done anything illegal."

"He exposes himself to the world for unnecessary attention and praise. Anything good deeds he's done has been for recognition."

"And yet he has a moral compass that tells him to help. He could've just as easily robbed a bank, but there is restraint." There were seeds of a good Heart planted within Peter Parker, even if they haven't fully sprouted yet.

"... He's young, I'll give him the chance you've given mine." Fu nodded. "Just be aware that I didn't make these choices lightly. In a growing and uncaring world, it's hard to spot one beacon of light to shine through the dark."

AKA, perfect pillars, paragons already conditioned or molded to follow a straight path.. "That's the difference between us, boy. You're looking for the perfect holder, which does not exist. I look to create a better holder." A variant unbound by guilt, but still had plenty of room for growth and maturity.

"And how did that go for dear old Ezekiel, the Wolf Spider? Or Jessica Drew, who nearly gave the ladybug miraculous to the Red Skull?"

"Only because you believed you and your little sweetheart thought it was a wonderful idea to use the miraculous during D-day."

"... I will take blame for that one, I admit." He stated. "If it's any consolation to your judgment, if I truly followed the Order and sought perfection, I would have chosen adults."

"So you can learn after one hundred years. Who knew?" She sarcastically laughed.

"I'd call it more miraculous than you learning a thing or two. Millenia have gone by and you're still a crazy old coot."

"Crazy?" Madame Webb glared. "If I was crazy, I would've fried your brain and taken the miracle box out of your hands."

"I actually took that line from Annasi, take it up with him if you wish." The man grinned.

"Damn it, Annasi. Learn to have some tact."

Ivan watched as Max and the new kid Peter went on and on with each other about nerd stuff. "So you're saying you got to see unstable molecules in action up close and personal?" Max asked with sparkling eyes.

"Yeah, from how they can be adjusted to bond with organic carbon compounds and stretch indefinitely, or withstand temperatures exceeding the sun itself. I once had an idea on causing a self replicating substance, but in theory it would cause the suit to cover the earth." Peter nodded.

"What about replicating a less notable and biodegradable substance?"

"Oooh, now you're speaking my language friend."

"I thought I had a glasses bro, but I lost him as a nerd bro." Nino pouted.

"Maybe it's an American thing." Kim suggested. "Maybe there's just more nerds there than in France."

"Nope, we're actually an endangered species over there. I had to fly overseas in order to preserve the last of my kind." Peter joked. "You can tell from the likes of Jameson's broadcast and it's listeners."

"First thing you said that's actually true." Chloe rolled her eyes. "Obviously he's just hating on Spider-Man."

"Spider-who know?" Ivan couldn't help but ask, even if he was trying to focus on his love letter to Mylene.

"I think he's some kind of powered wrestler that debuted in New York." The new girl Alya took out her phone. "No one's sure if some kind of mutant, inhuman, or robot, or any other kind of powered being."

"My money's on robot. No one look that good naturally." Peter smirked.

"Oh, did you ever meet him?" Rose asked with her ever present smile.

"Not personally. Occasionally you can see him swinging from building to building. I wouldn't really call him a hero as much as a performer."

"Now you've lost me." Chloe rolled her eyes. "Clearly he's the best among the trash in that city. He saves people's precious belongings and gained five thousand followers in one day."."

"That sounds more like a celebrity than a hero." Marinette said the obvious.

"Oh what would you know, Maritrash?"

"Wow, she threatened to claw my eyes out and yet you're the one with a horrendous nickname. What did you do to get under her skin?" Peter asked.

"Exist." Both girls responded at the same time.

"We'll I've seen you both 'exist' for the past four hours and can safely say I definitely prefer one of you over the other." Alya grinned. "And it ain't the blonde with the tacky shoes and jacket."

"Like your one to talk tacky! You're wearing flannel!"

"Speaking of, do you know a discount store where I can rock something like that?" Peter asked. "You know, other than the high heels and brunchy."

Looks like the new kids were keeping everyone's attention away from him, which was good. He'a been wrestling up the courage to ask Mylene our for three years by this point. He would've done it sooner, but then the valentine swap of 07 happened. Got reeeealy awkward when Juleka simply stared at him for the rest of the day. Wasn't even a glare, just … staring.

Ivan stood up, slowly making his way over to Mylene. Alright Ivan, you could do this. Just ask if you could talk outside. No big deal, no big deal … "Mylene?" He started, watching her adorable eyes turn to him as every thought began shutting down. "Would … would you …" Come on, just say it!

"Whoa Ivan, watcha got there!?" Kim shouted out of nowhere as he snatched the letter out of his hands.

"Hey, hands to yourself!" He shouted, charging at the jerk and tackling him. Kim may have been more athletic, but Ivan had a size advantage.

"Oh come on, you can't talk so why shouldn't I?" Kim asked, before the letter was snatched … by Chloe. Please, nonono please no.

"What kind of trash has you so riled up?" She asked, looking the paper over. As unfortunate as it was, mom had been very clear. Never beat up a lady unless she was physically assaulting someone else, then go for the ovaries. "Pffft, wow, this is the sappiest piece of drivel I've seen in a while, and over Mylene of all people?!"

"Hey, shut up!" He shouted as said girl just kept her eyes down, now likely embarrassed that someone like Ivan liked her.

"Whatever looser, this whole thing is ridiculous, utterly ridiculous." She tossed the paper over to him.

"Okay, that, that right there was NOT COOL!" Alya shouted as Ivan picked up the crumbled piece of writing, feeling his hands clench. "And it's like that all the time with her!?"

"Twenty four seven, three hundred sixty five." Nino answered. "She just makes a big stink to the principal, and her dad whose the mayor, so we just learned to tolerate the screeching."

"There was a girl named Socqueline that tried to stand up to Chloe … she got expelled." Marinette said glumbly. Yeah … nothing would change … she'd just ruin everything over and over …

He humiliated himself in front of everyone, Myleene was probably never going to talk to him again, let alone look at him, and Chloe would get away with it like usually…oh how he hated her. Why what he wouldn't give to get rid of her for good.

"Hey, are french butterflies purple?" At Peter's question, they all turned to the window, seeing a dark, purple butterfly floating into the room, gently flapping its wings … and landing on his paper, melding into it.

Ivan felt … different, a connection in his soul. "Stoneheart." A voice, a kind voice spoke. "I am Hawkmoth. Your innocent heart was trampled, so I shall give you the power to make it invulnerable. All I ask for in return are the Ladybug and Cat Miraculous."

"... What's a Miraculous?" He asked.

"What are what now?" Peter asked from the other side of the room.

"Magical jewels given to people to make super heroes-"

"Really, that sounds awesome! Do all superheroes have that!?"

"...Right, I forgot I was dealing with a teenager." The voice sounded annoyed. "I can give you the superpowers you seek, to have an invulnerable Stone heart. Just go about you day, do what you want and act on you whims and desires, and the heroes will come to you."

"I understand Hawkmoth." He was going to get back at Chloe, make her pay … Stoneheart would make her pay!

He felt himself grow, larger and larger, his body hardening as the roof broke open. "Ivan!" Myleen cried out, afraid. She had nothing to worry about, he wouldn't harm her … only one target needed to fear.

"WHAT THE HECK!?" The new girl shouted out in panic. "Since when did France get superpowers!?"

"Since now apparently!" Peter shouted as one of the desks was sent flying over heads. "Everyone get out of the way!

"GRRAAA!" Today … was the day of stoneheart!

Tikki waited in the box patiently as she waited for the new holder. It's been over twenty years since she was last let out, so a part of her was worried something happened to Fu. She trusted the man with her life, but he was really old by human standards, and not as limber as he used to be.

Plus, given how hyperactive her fellow Kwami were, SOMEONE had to be the responsible Kwami. Sure it was tempting to just devour cookie after cookie, but Tikki restrained herself. She had an extra important job not only as the responsible kwami, but the kwami of the ladybug, arguably the most powerful miraculous in existence.

"When did this slip in?" She heard a voice as the box was opened. In a flash, Tikki was there, seeing a young girl with blue hair and a scared expression. "AAAAHHH!" Yeah, that was the normal reaction.

"Greetings, my lady." She humbly introduced herself, trying to use a calming tone.

"Aaaahhh! Floating bug…mouse…thing… talking floating bug mouse!"

"Ladybug actually." Tikki corrected.

"Your still talking!" She grabbed her head. "Alya was right! I stressed too hard about school and now I'm hallucinating That explains both the talking bugmouse and Ivan becoming a bigger gray version of the Thing!" The girl shouted, going by a nearby locker door. "Maybe if I hit my head hard enough I can knock myself out and end this nightmare!"

"Your friend got turned into a monster?" Tiki asked. "You wouldn't have happened to see a purple butterfly fly by before that happened, did you?"

"... Wow, this is a really elaborate hallucination." The girl said, pinching herself. "... I STILL FEEL PAIN!"

"That was an akuma, caused by the butterfly miraculous." She explained. "You've been given the ladybug miraculous, to fight them and do good."

"I can't fight that thing, are you crazy!?" The girl freaked out. Huh, this holder seemed to be a little on the edge. Likey a self confidence issue. "I'm a nobody, more than that, I'm a klutz! The only power I have is being super clumsy." Definitely issues with self confidence.

"You wouldn't have been chosen if you weren't worthy … whoever you are." Tikki tried to assure the girl.

"Oh…Ah..I'm Marientte Dupain Cheng.. flying ladybug thing that's somehow not an haliciation."

"It's nice to have you as my new master, Marinette." She smiled. "I am Tiki, and as I said before, I am a Kwami. A magical creature that embodies certain concepts and ideas. For me, I am the Kwami of Creation and luck." She floated over the earrings. "And this is your miraculous, the ladybug earrings. Put these on and you will have the power to combat and purify the Akuma."

"The what now?"

"The monster that your friend has become." She clarified.

"Which brings me back to … you want me to FIGHT THAT!?" She pointed to the stone monster in the streets.

"Don't be afraid to try because you're afraid to fail." Tiki patted the girl on the head. "I promise you that nothing will go wrong just as long as you believe in yourself."

"Believe in myself … how do I … use these?" The girl asked, putting them on. Finally, it seemed like they were getting somewhere.

"You say Tikki Spots On for a transformation, and Tikki Spots Off to return to normal. You become stronger, faster, and nigh invulnerable. You'll be equipped with an unbreakable yoyo to use as your tool. When you shout 'Lucky Charm', you'll create an object perfect for the situation, but it can only be used once and you'll time out after five minutes. After the fight, you shout 'Miraculous Ladybug' and toss up the lucky charm to fix all the damage." Tikki explained.

"Wow … that was super detailed."

"Of course. What kind of Kwami leaves their master with vague and half finished information?" It was her duty as the source of the girl's power after all.

"Plagg, Claws Out!" Adrien shouted.

"Wait wait wait I didn't finish explaining!" The little black genie screamed as he was sucked into the ring, which began sparking and glowing ominous. Today had been a bit of a bummer. Peter hadn't been able to visit or vice versa since he moved here, and any attempts to attend school and have a normal life for once were dashed harshly by his father and his rules.

But then a small black creature that was obviously a genie but said otherwise, claimed to give him superpowers. And Adrien … he took his shot at hope, at the first shot he'd get … so please, don't let the sparking ring blow up in his face.

Green lights covered his body, leaving behind black spandex that wrapped tightly around his body. Every inch covered he felt more and more empowered, free, wild, unbound and unchained. Oh this was incredible, amazing, fantastic! He was a superhero!

Part of him wanted to instantly check the suit … the other wanted to go out and take out the crazy rampaging monster. But most of all; all of him wanted to jump out the window and run across the rooftops. "Here goes nothing!" Taking a deep breath, he leaped out, and instead of immediately falling downward, he kept going, and going, and going until he cleared a good thirty feet. "Alright!" He cheered in delight. "I am never taking this suit off!"

The brightness of the sun, the crisp air rushing against his face, it was all exhilarating! For once Adrien got to experience the outside world like never before. This wasn't a buisness trip to India with his father…this was freedom.

"This is incredible!" He put more power into his kicks, watching the ground crack. "Unbound, unrestrained, I'm the free and wild … Chat Noir!"

"Look out!"

Kablaam

And suddenly Adrien was seeing red and black spots as he collided with something falling ontop of him from then sky. "Ow…" He winced as his back hit the ground. "I wonder if Iron Man has ever dealt with that before."

"If you know him, please give me some tips." The voice said, as someone pushed off his chest. A lady with a red costume with black dots, and silky blue hair. "Are you alright?" She asked with sparkly blue eyes filled with concern.

"Feline fine, m'lady." He helped the girl up with a light bow. "So it's your first day of superheroing too?"

"What gave it away? The fact I was flung away on my first contact or the fact out of every building I landed on top of a hero?" She asked back.

"I was going by the fact that the genie in my shiny new ring told me about having a partner, but that helps too."

"You mean the hallucination thing calling itself a kwami?" She asked. "I really need to apologize to Tikki when this is all over."

BOOM

"Well, it looks like duty calls, m'lady." He took out his staff that seemed to extend forever. "Name's Chat Noir. We can get acquainted with one another on the way over to the big Stoney guy."

"Stoneheart." The spotted girl said as she threw out a yo-yo that extended far. "It's a Kid from the local college turning into some kind of monssssaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!" She screamed as the line pulled her ahead.

"… She's pretty cute when she raises her voice." He admited shamelessly as he followed behind. "So is this a 'beat up children' situation or …."

"No, my kwami told me in order to set everything back, we need to take out an 'akumatized' object, something the monster owns that got infected with a purple butterfly." This was his life now … AWESOME!

Chat glanced at the monster as they looked it over at the nearby stadium. "Well he's covered in rocks, is holding …" Was that Chloe? "Some blonde girl in one hand, and clenching the other tightly."

"The akumatized object must be in the closed hand." The spotted hero noted. "Okay, we have to do this subtly, or else we risk putting the girl in danger.."

"Hey, are you two superheroes!?" Looming down, they saw some red headed girl…right next…to PETER!?

The rock man, or Stoneheart, instantly turned to them. "Grrr."

"Not on my watch!" He wasn't about it let some crazy guy hurt his two best friends. Adrien slung to the ground, pulling back his staff. "Take this!" And swung as hard as he could into Stoneheart's shins … as the monster began to grow. "… Actually, could I get a refund on that attack?"

"Sure. Keep the change!" Stoneheart sent a punched right into his face, sending him into a wall.

"So he can talk … good to know … also ow." Plagg was either stretching nigh indestructible, or that guy hit hard.

"Not to curb your enthusiasm Alya, but I think you just took away the element of surprise they had." Peter told the red headed girl.

"They're wearing colorful spandex in broad daylight, they never had the element of surprise at all … although sorry if I did!" The girl shouted.

"It's cool it's cool … I got me a counter." He grinned. "Cataclysm!" With a shout, his hand became even darker, dripping with energy. With a poke, he destroyed the goal post, turning it to dust. "Now I can rip off that armor no problem." Hopefully, he didn't want this to be a situation where it was all or nothing, there was a kid in there.

"Um, buddy!" Peter shouted as Chat ran closer to the monster, hand exposed and forward. "Your hand stopped glowing!"

"It what?" He looked at his arm… and realized it indeed didn't have the glowing effect anymore. "Oh crabbaskets!" He swore as he narrowly dodged another punched, slidong underneath it.

"Chat, you can only use your superpower once!" The red heroine shouted. "And you time out after five minutes!"

"I have a time out?" He looked to his ring, seeing the green paw print start to fade. "That's really limited."

"Didn't your kwami tell you anything?!"

"I may or may not have been in a hurry to start my super hero life." He chuckled. Anyone would've done the same in his position.

"Uh, not to interrupt what's probably a very important and well detailed discussion and plan…but there's still a rock villain on the loose holding a hostage." Peter pointed ahead.

"WOULD YOU TWO SAVE ME ALREADY!?" Chloe shouted from the hands of Stoneheart.

"…On second thought, take your time. I think the blonde and rocky need time alone." Chat rolled his eyes at the Parker humor.

"Well, it's all or nothing than … Lucky Charm!" The heroine shouted, tossing her YoYo into the air, as energy seemed to swarm around it … revealing a wetsuit.

"… My lady, while I do admire you, I feel this both too fast, and not the best time for a skinny dip."

"Bad kitty, get your head out of the gutters." She berated him. "Tikki said this would be the key to victory…so maybe it's like a puzzle piece."

"I'll buy you the time to figure it out then." Chat said with a bow. "My lady."

Peter's first thought when all this chaos happened was to slip away, get his costume on, and stop people from getting crushed. Then Alya said she needed a cameraman and wouldn't take no for an answer, and the only victim so far was Chloe. And given how crazy persistent the girl was, he figured he could afford to wait. Maybe even steer her out of harm's way for when things got too dicey, give her a consolation prize for a chat with Spidey if she loved filming so much.

That however was before he was met with the sight of what appeared to be two superheroes in France, two other miraculous holders of what Ivan muttered earlier said anything.

And between the mind control, and their talk of superpowered slash five minute cooldowns, it wasn't that hard to figure out these guys were packing those very weapons. He was gonna have a long chat with Annasi about this.

"Alya!" The hero shouted.

"You know my name?" Rookie mistake hero.

"Uh…my…ladybug senses let me be aware of anything at a moments notice!" Okay, not the most bs power that could exist, but a pretty terrible lie given the hesitation, and easily disprovable.

"Ladybug senses? Were you bitten by a radioactive ladybug?" And the girl totoally bought it.

"Alya, that sounds like a really bad comic book plot." Peter said bluntly.

"Not important. I need you two grab a hose, connect one end into this wetsuit, and the other to turn on the water." She said.

Alright, now Peter was curious. The water would burst that thing long before it became big enough to do anything. Maybe the spots gave it different properties. "On it, random bug lady!" Peter shouted, giving Alya the phone as he ran off. If things got bad, he could always just transform. Sure his identity would get exposed, but if Alya was crazy about all supers, maybe he could do some kind of collab with her.

He found the hose, turning on the water as he dragged the other end to her. "So what exactly is the plan here?" He asked the red heroine.

"Giving him something else to put his grip on." The ladybug lady smiled as she vaguely explained.

"Hey Stoneheart! Can't even catch a single stray cat, what good are those bulky hands for!?" The cat hero asked as he ran around, casually dodging moves with impressive grace and skill.

"This is amazing Peter! Actual superheroes in the city! How are you not more excited!?" Alya asked him with excitement, filming every moment.

"Ayla, I just moved from New york, the superhero capital of the world." Peter stated bluntly. "If anything though, I CAN tell you these guys look really competent for newbies on the block." Much more than Peter could do in the same situation. His thing was random purse snatchers and cars from trees. He was a friendly neighborhood spider-man and he would stay a friendly neighborhood spider-man.

"Ooh, can I quote you on that?" Alya asked. "I've always wanted to be a reporter and this is easily the best scoop I could get for a first story."

"Sure thing." He nodded as he watched the swimsuit fill up more and more. "So any guess as to why we're making the world's most weirdly shaped water balloon?"

"I dunno, I thought it was supposed to be a slingshot in all honesty." Alya admitted.

"My lady, I kinda had to parry a few of his attacks, and that counted as hitting him!" The cat guy shouted as he ran from an even bigger villain.

"The perfect size!" Ladybug shouted, rolling the water filled wetsuit under the giant's foot … causing him to slip, hitting the ground as the rich bitch and a piece of paper flew from his hands. "The bigger they are, the harder they fall!"

"Did…did she just defeat a giant rock monster with the equivalent of a giant banana peel gag?" Peter couldn't help but smirk.

"Yes, yea she did, and I got it all on film!" Alya cackled in delight.

"Ooh, a fun box. Hope there's a fun prize inside." The chat guy stomped on the piece of paper, making that butterfly that flew in earlier fly away.

In a purple flash, the big rock was reduced back to Ivan, looking confused. "What … where am I …"

"Lets hope this works." The girl grabbed the deflated wetsuit, tossing it up. "Miraculous Ladybug!" A swarm of ladybugs enveloped the area, even Peter as he was blinded for a few minutes … before everything was fixed. Part of him was impressed, the other was jealous.

"Wow, that was easy." The cat guy smirked. "..The fixing everything part, not so much getting punched by an ever growing rock monster guy." He extended his fist. "Pound it?"

"Yeah..Pound it." The Ladybug girl extended her own.

"Pound it." First day, and they already had a victory pose. They were good.

"Can I get the name of France's first superheroes!?" Alya asked excitedly, somehow already standing next to them.

"Well excited citizen, I am the ever charming Chat Noir." He bowed.

"...Doesn't that mean Cat Black?" Peter asked.

"Why yes, yes it does." They grinned shamelessly. "And you, my lady?"

"Well Chaton, I'm …" She paused. "Ahh … Ladybug?" Hm…a little obvious, but simple and catchy. Besides, it wasn't like 'Spider-man' was any more subtle.

"Ladybug and Chat Noir, heroes of Paris!" Alya shrieked as she kept filming. "Oh man, I can't believe I captured all of this on film!"

BEEP BEEP

The sound of Ladybug's earrings and Chat Noir's ring bleeped, signaling that they were going to detransform any minute now. "Well, as a concerned and very impressed citizen, I thank you for your service, but I believe we'll let you two go for now as we spread the word of your good deeds." Peter pushed Alya along. "Come on, let's give them some privacy."

"Aw come on, we gotta learn everything we can." She complained.

"How about we instead take the mind controled classmate of ours away from the screeching banshee?" He suggested.

"And another thing you no good muscle headed moron!" The blond girl screamed out. "You cracked my nails! Do you know how much effort I put into manicuring them!?"

"Right, that is a priority." Alya pouted. "But can I at least get a self-" She turned to the two heroes…who had vanished. "They just pulled a Batman on me…AWESOME!"

"Glad to see you're so enthused." He chuckled. Maybe he couldn've done more and get some early exposure…but this was a real life super powered battle, meant for realy heroes. And Peter Parker…. was not a hero. He wanted to look out for his aunt and have a financially secure future. He was just a little guy among a sea of little guys just hoping not to get squashed. Besides, wouldn't it be super suspicious for the guy from America to debut with an American hero on the same day? Let these new guys handle it, they seem to be fine.