HAAAAH! GOTCHA APRIL FOOLS SUCKAS!!! You thought I posted a chapter didn't you??😏 Well, good, because I totally did😂 (yo I'm not that mean y'all). Enjoy!🤣

{BTW IK 4/1 is on Sunday this year but pretend it's on Monday since they're @ school, 'kay?}

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Alya, Marinette, and Léa entered class rather early that day just in time to see Max standing beside the teacher's desk. Chloe and Sabrina sent whispers to each other as they stood by their own desks watching. So far, they were the only ones in the room.

"What's going on?" Alya asked, raising an eyebrow in suspicion. Everyone looked as the wheely chair behind Mrs. Bustier's desk started to rattle and move around on its own, until Kim popped up from underneath, gripping a roll of duck tape with triumph.

"Ha, just beginning the day with a classic prank for Mrs. Bustier," Kim chuckled. Marinette frowned at the idea. What was he doing to her chair? "Don't worry, it's harmless," he assured. "Besides, no one can beat the king of pranks!" Kim proudly jammed a finger into his chest. The girls made their way to their own desks and plopped their bags down.

"Marinette!" Léa pointed to a bowl on the desk. "Someone left you a gift!" Marinette furrowed her eyebrows at the glass bowl holding a ton of candy with a folded up index card next to it. "Ooh, a secret admirer, perhaps?" Alya suggested, waggling her fingertips at her. Marinette's face lit up when she realized what kind of candy it was.

"Ooh, I love skittles!"

She tossed a handful into her mouth with a huge smile across her face as Adrien and Nino arrived. After a few chews, her eyes popped. She suddenly grimaced at the flavor and violently spat into a tissue. Alya and Léa were puzzled at their friend's reaction.

"Yuck!"

"What's wrong?" Nino asked, placing his bag on the desk. Marinette's face crinkled before gagging. "Some jerk mixed M&Ms in with these skittles!" She ranted, planting her hands on her hips. Alya sucked in her cheeks and gasped dramatically. "That's so evil! Who would do that??"

Adrien turned around in his seat just as Marinette plucked the index card and unfolded it.

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She huffed and slapped the card back down and growled. "Whoever did this is so going to regret it!" Adrien tried to hide the small grin threatening to spread across his face. He found it pretty funny, but he didn't want to offend her by showing it, being how frustrated she was. Nino nodded while uncapping his water bottle. "I don't blame you, that's the worst thing someone can do-but it's clever," he admitted, touching the bottle to his lips.

Nino suddenly jumped and let out a loud yelp, dropping his drink on the desk. "What the-?!" Water spilled on his books, leaving the other four to lean in to see what caused the ruckus. In his half full water bottle, a goldfish swam around in circles. Alya covered her mouth letting a few snickers escape, though the young designer was too stunned to say anything. Léa couldn't help but giggle as did Adrien.

His laugh is so cute, Marinette admired, afraid she'd melt into a puddle of goo. Nino placed his bottle upright and watched the fish blow a bubble. "How long has he been in there?!" Nino exclaimed. He used his arm to smear his mouth. "That's disgusting!"

Mrs. Bustier paced into the class and hurried upfront, papers flying out of her folder. "I apologize class! I ran into some trouble with my car. Someone had to put sticky notes all over it."

Adrien politely raised his hand. "Yes, Adrien?" "Maybe I use the restroom, Madam Bustier?" The blonde asked. "Of course, don't be too long."

After Adrien left, she dropped down on her seat, then leapt up with a scream, causing everyone to cover their ears at the shrill sound blasting throughout the room. Mrs. Bustier panted, hand over her heart.

She bent over to discover an air horn taped underneath her seat, so that it would go off whenever she sat down. Kim couldn't help but laugh at his own cleverness as Nino filmed the whole thing with his phone. Once she had gotten over her shock, she sighed. "Alright, very funny. Now who is responsible for this?"

Chloe instantly shot up. "Mrs. Bustier, it was Kim!" She tattled. Her long, manicured nail was pointed straight to the jock behind her. He sent her a glare. "Hey!" The teacher crossed her arms and fixed her eyes on him. "Is this true, Kim?" He grumbled something under his breath and gave a reluctant nod. "Very well. Come remove it from my seat, please," she requested.

Since it was April first, she was feeling somewhat merciful and let it slide. Mrs. Bustier then sat down again with ease this time, but her expression displayed confusion as she scanned her desktop. "Where are all my things?" Her desk was perfectly tidy, but spotless as well, except for her computer and keyboard. Alya and Nino thought the same thing when they both pulled out their phones. She opened her drawers, until she gasped after peering into the last one.

"Kim, did you put my stapler in jello?"

The jock was dumbfounded at her accusation. "What-?" The redheaded woman lifted a platter of jello and slapped it on her desk, making it jiggle. Inside was a stapler floating around for the entire class to see. Several kids broke into fits of laughter at the joke. "I swear it wasn't me! I didn't do anything else!" Kim claimed. Chloe scoffed. "As if. We know it was you." He shook his head. "I'm serious!"

"I'm emailing the principal," Mrs. Bustier decided. Her finger clicked the power button to the monitor, but the mouse wouldn't work. "Why isn't this working?" She slid the mouse around some more with no luck. The moment she clicked the buttons on the keyboard, confetti abruptly exploded around the room as loud music blasted from the computer.

The entire class started whooping and dancing to the beat. Nino cheered and threw his hands up. "Yo, this is my mix tape!" He laughed. "How did this dude even get it? Whoever he is, he is awesome!"

"Does anyone know where my materials went?" She yelled exasperatedly over the music, which she couldn't figure out how to shut off. "Um, Madam Bustier?" Everyone turned to see Adrien standing in the doorway. "I think I found your belongings..." The model led her into the hall, the rest of the class eagerly following. Everyone awed and pointed at all the party streamers hanging from the ceiling that were clearly not there before school started.

Snickers came from multiple of the classmates once they were crowded with Mrs. Bustier in the corner of a corridor.

Her sticky notes, pens, tape, erasers, markers, name plate, and many more possessions were stocked into the vending machine. Kim leaned forward to insert a dollar in, causing his teacher to send him a frown. He sheepishly retrieved his hand and stuffed the money pack into his hoodie. Alya snapped a photo of the scene.

"You could buy your stuff back?" Nino suggested. "But it would cost a bit much." Mrs. Bustier sighed and checked her pockets, but became alarmed when there was nothing there. She gaped when she spotted her wallet stocked behind a few candy bars. "My wallet!" She panicked.

"Perhaps you could get the janitor to unlock it?"

Mrs. Bustier quickly nodded. "Excellent idea, Max. Would you mind find fetching him? And Marinette?" Marinette came to attention. "Being class president, will you find Mr. Damocles and explain the situation to him? You may take someone with you," she directed. Marinette nodded and nudged Alya to follow. The two walked at a bit of a faster pace since it an urgent situation. "Whoever pulled all this off is the most amazing guy ever!" Alya gushed, fingers rapidly flying across the keys on her screen.

"Or girl," Marinette added.

"Doubt it. This area is usually a guy's kind of thing."

"It's highly possible it was done with a group. All that effort would take a lot of work to pull off, plus they would've needed a way to break in on the week end, being it's Monday." Alya shrugged. "That is true." The pair of friends arrived to the main office, but were no where near prepared to see what they saw next.

Along with a furious pincipal on his cellphone, was a bit of a mishap. A furniture rearrangement was a sort of an understatement. Someone had managed to pull off setting up his desk, chairs, trash bin, among other things up onto the walls. Marinette's eyes bugged out when she tilted her head up to see a tall cabinet within a foot of touching her hair, then nervously stepped to the side.

Somehow, the culprit had accomplished sticking heavy furniture to the ceiling as well. Alya's eyes lit up with excitement while she stood there in awe, snapping some photos. "Sweet! If I ever find out who pulled this off, I will worship him," she vowed. "How did they even do this?"

"We are not sure yet, but it is a serious safety hazard!" Mr. Damocles answered, hands firmly folded behind his back. "This is an outrage! Whomever is responsible will be suspended for weeks at the least. We do not tolerate such behavior here. First my furniture is up the walls and dangling upside down like some funhouse, then the school was listed for sale on amazon and I've been answering calls from buyers all day because someone posted my personal cell on the page," he seethed.

Mr. Damocles paused to compose himself. "My apologies, girls, it just quite a ridiculous dilemma. What seems to be the matter now?" Marinette stepped forward. "It's alright, sir. But Madam Bustier is having some, er-trouble with her teaching and personal items. There was a mishap with the vending machine..." she trailed off, hoping the principal wouldn't explode at her.

"Please elaborate, Ms. Dupain Cheng."

"Er, um-ah...it seems someone borrowed her belongings on her desk, including her wallet, as a little joke and somehow stocked them with the snacks...."

The man before her was caught with surprise before a frown creased his brow. He shook his head. "What of the janitor?" "Someone was sent out for him, sir."

"Could this day get any worse?" He muttered. Could this day get any better? Alya thought. "I'm sure you can catch them on the cameras," Marinette assured. "Whose side are you on?" Her friend hissed into her ear. The young designer gave the blogger a confused look. "Of course! But somehow the culprit managed to miraculously avoid every single angle of the cameras."

"So, there is only one person responsible for this, Mr. Damocles?" Alya butted in. The principal waved his hand to the lopsided furniture everywhere. "Surprisingly, yes. It's bogus! It's like this person is a ninja or something!" Marinette pressed her forefinger to her chin. A ninja, you say? Her lip curled at the thought, hands slowly balling into fists. If her suspicion was right...

Without warning, dubstep blasted though the PA system and was heard throughout the entire building. "Oh, I've been dying to hear Nino's new album!" Alya said, clearly overjoyed. The school soon became chaotic as students in every classroom jammed to the music. A seething Mr. Damocles dismissed the girls back to class. After the janitor unlocked the vending machine and returned Mrs. Bustier's possessions to her, she made her way back to the hyped students in her home room.

Kim was studying the desk, trying to figure out how the anonymous student pulled off the whole thing. He wasn't sure whether to envy the guy or bow down to him. Kim lifted the mouse to take a peek at the bottom and saw a sticky note covering the little light with a scribble on it.

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Kim immediately slapped the mouse back down on the pad when the teacher returned with a handful of her things. "Hope you find out what's wrong with your computer, ma'am," he said with fake sympathy plastered across his face. "Thank you, Kim," she sighed. "But I regret to inform you that today's assessment is canceled since the mouse is malfunctioning." The jock pulled his hand into a fist behind her back, silently mouthing YES.

Excited chattering was exchanged between everyone in their seats. Marinette's gaze hardened at the index card in front of her. She unfolded it and reread it in her head.

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Her body instantly tensed. What she failed to notice earlier was the tiniest paw print used to dot the i. Marinette flexed her knuckles. I am going to have a very long talk with him...

"Um, guys?" Nino called to the others, waving his water bottle still holding the goldfish. "What am I supposed to do with this thing??"

Again, Happy April Fools (& Easter)!! Hope you liked!😄 {also hope you like my very first drawing of Ladybug!!}

Btw sry it's kinda sketchy, the sharpies gave me some trouble ;p Feel free to vote & leave some feedback! I am always open to what you have to say to help me become a better writer! ~ Sapphire out