I'm back witches Happy Freakin Halloween 🎃👻

Mishka-adv (teehee sorry here's the final part dedicated to you😅😖😬)

Marinette cut herself off when Léa staggered over with her outfit soiled in vomit. "Hey, Marinette?" She moaned. "I think you should work on your driving..."

Chat Noir placed his hands on his hips. "No kidding! And why were you driving a car that came out of a junkyard?!" He cried. "You completely towed it—actually, it looks like it was already towed! Twice!" The blonde grabbed Marinette by the shoulders so she'd meet his cat eyes. "What happened?"

"Erm...it's kind of a long story."

"Then give me the short version."

"...driver's training," she awkwardly chuckled. The pigtailed girl itched her head and gave her partner a flustered smile. "And that was my first time driving." Chat blinked then silently stared at her for a bit. Marinette raised her eyebrows, waiting for a reply. "You're banned from all the roads," he decided, taking a long look at the wreck around them. Aside from the pancakes raining down and slapping unsuspecting pedestrians, the smoking Saturn that was embedded into the cracked fountain left quite a mess of glass and puddles of half digested vanilla frosty. The results left a hint of burnt rubber and sour milk scenting the air, mixing with sweet baked breakfast.

"And the sidewalks," Chat quickly added. "Now get inside somewhere safe and take Léa with you-" but Léa was already long gone. Had she already wandered home or into the nearest shop? Neither of them were sure, but they assumed it was bound to be one or the other. "Just stay out of this weather!" Marinette knew the cat meant well, but she really got tired of him bossing her civilian self around sometimes. He can't tell her to stay off the sidewalks! What is she supposed to do? Walk on the lawn? What lawn?!?

She wanted to argue, but she had to transform anyway. Marinette gave him a nasty glare and leaned forward slightly, balling up her fists at her sides.

"Oh, yeah? Last time I checked, I'm the princess here, so I don't have to take orders from anyone!" She sassed, childishly sticking her tongue out. Before Chat could react, Marinette turned on her heel and took off running across the street like the rebel she was.

The cat stood there silently, processing what just happened. He shook his head to himself as he pinched the bridge of his nose. He would've chased after her on instinct, but the sensible side of him said to wait there until "Ladybug" came.

He knew she couldn't know that he knew or she'd flip out, so it was best he let her transform, which she was probably about to do anyway. "Bonjour, chaton." Chat nearly jumped out of his skin only to discover his lady behind him. He laid a hand to his chest and lightly chuckled as he drew in a breath. "Why, hello, m'lady. Wonderful weather, isn't it?" He greeted with a bow. Ladybug ignored his statement and leaned on a hip. "Tsk tsk tsk. Chaton, chaton, what mess have you made now?" She sighed, pretending to take in the wreck around them. "Why is it I always catch you in disaster?"

Chat laughed lightheartedly, crossing his arms. "Actually, it wasn't me. It was—hm, what's her name again? Oh, right, a certain madame named Marinette, I think she's that friend you've mentioned a few times?" He thought aloud with the smallest grin while inspecting his claws. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught his partner's smirk contort into a frown. Now he had her attention. "She was rather reckless today and I'm quite worried about her. Would you not ban someone from the roads if they crashed a car into a fountain landscape while performing a wheelie?"

The black cat bit back a smile as Ladybug's fists squeezed at her sides. "Well, maybe it was her first time and she was awfully scared, did you ever think of that?" She argued. Chat didn't let her bark faze him as he leaned against a lamp post. He sighed and caught a pancake in mid air and tore a bite out of it before he swallowed. "You know, I'm really worried about her. Should we dare to go on without checking on her condition? What kind of heroes would we be to ignore a civilian's wellbeing? What kind kind of people are we to let that rash girl run free during an akuma attack—all while possibly being traumatized from her first time on the road? What if—"

"Shut up, Chat!!" Ladybug hissed. She sent a pancake flying at him which slapped him in the face. It slowly slid down to his chin until it dropped to the ground. It took all of the blonde's willpower not to giggle. "Me-owch, bugaboo. I thought you'd take a situation like this more seriously." He was having too much fun giving her a hard time. "Marinette's fine, you moron! Now let's track down this villain before we become pancakes ourselves!" She ordered.

Chat dusted himself off and began to scale the lamp post for a fluffy, fresh pancake stuck to the top. "And how would you know? After all, it's not like you're the same person or anything..." He pretended to reason, retrieving his treat before biting it with a smirk. Even though he already knew, it didn't mean it wasn't fun to tease her. Ladybug's breath hitched as her shoulders tensed. She let out the most phony laugh in the world. "Ahahahaha, whaaaaaaaat? Me and Marinette Dupain Cheng? La même personne??" She laughed nervously in a high pitched voice. "You must be ka-RAY-ZAY! Hahaha!! We look NOTHING alike!!"

"Yeah, I'm the crazy one," he mumbled sarcastically before licking a finger.

Ladybug decided she'd better change the subject before it took a dangerous turn. "Come on, let's go!" She quickly added, wrapping her yo-yo around the cat's wrist. Chat yelped as he was suddenly yanked away with his partner into the distance, dropping his pancake in the process. He was flying like the wind while the super heroine hopped from building to building. She immediately ceased her speed and stopped in her tracks when she spotted a man in a lab coat down below in the street.

Unfortunately, when she landed, Chat Noir didn't. Instead he flew past her, still captured by her yo-yo until his momentum was put to an end by a solid brick wall.

His body peeled off like a banana skin, then smacked onto the cement flooring of an open garden scape. The blonde groaned and rubbed his head. "Thanks for the ride, thugaboo," he muttered. Ladybug crouched near a flower pot to get a better view of the suspicious person. "No problem," she responded, keeping her gaze fixed on the strange toothpick man in the white lab coat. It was strange. He didn't have a wacky mask or a crazy outfit. In fact, the only thing insane about him was his hair—a sloppy dark brown that stuck up in every direction.

The man worked diligently on a laptop in the middle of the empty road as breakfast rained around him, but that wasn't the weird part. Into the laptop, was a long colorful cord that ran down the sidewalk into an appliance store. Next to it was a tall satellite propped up, ten feet tall give or take. As the weather got more severe, he grabbed the computer, unplugged it, and ran for cover. Ladybug stood up and pointed. "We must follow!"

Chat finally stood up and brushed some crumbs off of his shoulder. "Yeah, well, wouldn't you say—" a pancake the size of car slammed down on top of him. While his form left a lump in the center of the warm meal, butter plopped from the air next, beginning to melt and ooze down the sides as soon as it made contact. Ladybug stood and watched as the little lump wiggled and writhed its way to the edge before a frazzled cat pulled himself out. The blonde shook his head, his ears twitching a little. "I've never seen breakfast this big before," he remarked. "I'll be set for months!" He happily sighed and folded his hands together as if saying a prayer.

"Come on, let's go!" She urged. "We can't waste time!"

Chat rolled his eyes, his skin tight suit now ten times shinier with it greased in butter. "Wow, no 'are you alright?' or 'how is your back?' " He sassed. "Not even a kiss to make it feel better?" He was totally kidding about the last part....well, sort of. Now, it was Ladybug's turn to roll her eyes. She was loosing patience with her partner and wanted to get on task ASAP. She huffed and pecked her hand before slapping it on the side of his face. It was more of a smack than a reassurance for him to feel better. Chat's eyes widened as he grabbed the red spot on his cheek. Whether it was from her touch or him blushing, she didn't care.

He gladly followed his lady down into the road where they both met the pavement with ease. "Ugh, where'd he go?" She snapped. Chat raised an eyebrow since he didn't catch the bystander previously, after all, he was thrown into a building then smashed by a giant pancake. Cross that off his bucket list.

"Who?" He wondered. Ladybug gave a him a detailed description. "That's pretty shady. Do you think he has to do with these tracks?" Chat extended his baton and poked at a glittery, purple substance left on the street. He withdrew his staff and licked the end. "Hm. Not sticky. Kinda tastes like wax and sprinkles," he thoughtfully noted. The super heroine grimaced at his actions. Ew, he like doesn't even know what it is and tasted it? "That's helpful," she sarcastically replied. The falling food around them was a little distracting to her thoughts, and It didn't help that it was raining eggs now. Broken shells littered the city as they cracked open to splatter raw yokes everywhere. The gooey yellow insides were dripping down buildings, windows, doors, everywhere.

"Somebody's got some eggsplaining to do," Chat joked, trying to cover his giggle. "This has gotta be a vegan's worst nightmare." Ladybug shot him a glare. "I'm vegan," she snapped. The startled expression on the black cat's face was satisfying to her. She snorted and waved a hand. "Relax, I'm kidding," she added with a straight face.

"I was about to say...I've seen you eat ice cream before..." He slowly replied. She walked ahead of him without another word and followed the faint, glittery tracks in determination. Hopefully, they'd reach the end before all the evidence was buried in food. Chat ran to catch up to her. "You know, you're really salty today," he observed while ruffling his heavenly, luscious, blonde locks that any girl would die to see because he's just too precious for this frickin world.

"Says you."

"Yeah, 'cause it's true," he simply said with a shrug. "You seem purretty sensitive today, m'lady. Was it something you ate?" Ladybug didn't answer. How could she not be irritable? She, a world class superhero, almost killed two of her friends and her driver instructor, including herself. Yeah, she was just peachy. How will she ever be able to get behind the wheel again? Will she ever find the courage? How can she live a life without her license? How will she have a thriving career without getting around?

Hmm...maybe I'll just hire Léa Jean as my own personal Natalie and become the next Gabriel Agreste. He's the best fashion designer in the world anyway.

"Haha, very funny. Actually, you alw—" she stopped in her tracks to studied the odd trail they were following. "Look," she suddenly said. Her finger pointed up the road. "They lead up to the Eiffel Tower." Chat extended his silver baton into a staff again. "Let's go, then." The two dashed through the main square only to freeze with awe when they came to the opening out of downtown. The world famous landmark was covered in something gold, so gold that the sunlight reflected a nearly blinding glare off of the shining empire before them.

"Oh, mon dieu," Ladybug gasped as she put a hand to her lips. Chat couldn't help but let his jaw drop. The pair stared in awe for a moment, taking the foreign view in. The blonde tipped his head a little in thought. "You know, we've seen a frozen palace,  it I would've never expected, well....this." He gestured to the entire scene before them. Ladybug kept opening and shutting her mouth like a fish while just trying to figure out what to say. "It's....is that...? Is that....jello?" She finally exhaled, pressing her hands together in front of her. Chat turned his attention to her and smiled. She looked like a little girl who was standing in front of the newest collectible Barbie doll.

The golden castle was captivating to both, but it enchanted the dark haired girl the most. "He's bound to be inside, the trail leads right to it c'mon let's hurry!" She didn't leave room for her partner to speak when she made a run for it. "M'lady, wait!" Chat reached out his p̶a̶w̶ hand for her but she was too quick. He raced after her to the jello palace and ceased beside her. They stood inches from the slippery wall of golden jello.

It's a dream come true, it's like something out of a fairytale....

She poked the wall to make sure it was real. So big. "He's probably inside, we must investigate further!" Ladybug snatched Chat's hand and yanked him inside with her. "Aah! But wai-" They melted through the jiggly barrier and slipped through. Chat held his breath, awaiting for air. When they broke through, they collapsed on top of each other on the gelatin floor. "Chat, get up, you're on my back." The two scrambled to their feet, but found it harder than on normal ground. Their legs quivered as they attempted to find their footing, making them grab hold of each other for temporary support, but it was much easier than walking on a floor of ice.

"Whoaaaaa," Ladybug beamed at the incredible interior. Chat swore he saw stars in her eyes. "It's beautiful...." The Eiffel Tower still possessed its original figure inside, but the form was coated in more jello. Around it were gorgeous carved sets of stairs that spiraled up and met each other up top eventually. There were even wiggly, water park-like slides that swirled along the form of the palace, jello imitations of world famous statues like the Sphinx, Discobolus, Abraham Lincoln in his chair, and so many more. Ladybug laid a hand on her hip and furrowed her eyebrows. "We better inspect everything to make sure it's safe," she decided. "You know...precautions and stuff."

Chat noticed her mood was significantly better than it was less than sixty seconds ago. "I take it you like jello?" He guessed.

"Oh, I love it!" She gushed, running over to the bottom of the staircase, but she realized how bouncy it was in doing so. Her knees bent some just before launching her high in the air. "This is way funner than a trampoline!!" She squealed with her hands in the air. The cat couldn't stop grinning at her childish behavior. While she was ricocheting back and forth like she was in a pinball machine, Chat located golden, grand piano. His ears perked up a little as his feet carried him closer. Interesting. He took a seat on the jello bench, which was actually quite comfortable. He poked a key, wondering if it'd even work. A low C echoed through out the palace, and while it was in tune, the note itself seemed to jiggle.

He suddenly struck out a catchy tune that fueled his spotted partner to bounce to and fro even more so like it was her own bouncy house kingdom. She leapt off the world's springiest diving board into a double front flip only slap herself face first onto the surface of the "pool." A giggle escaped from her and carried out into the place that made her forget all of her troubles. This is so going on my Christmas list. Ladybug jumped onto the jello piano Chat was playing and started to bounce on it, making the notes vibrate even more. "I didn't know you played the piano!" She yelled over the jello music.

"There's a lot of things you don't know about me, m'lady," he grinned while sliding his fingers from the highest key to the lowest. Which is actually your fault. "In fact, I'm also a French model."

"BWAHAHAHAAA GOOD ONE CHAT!!"

She pounced off the piano and soared over ten meters into the air. Her hand shot out her yo-yo up above toward the golden chandelier so she could swing on it, but as soon as the wire wrapped around it, the jello sliced in half and she plummeted into a dining table which threw her off onto the "pool" again. Chat retrieved his hands to look at them when the piano notes began to sound all chopped up. His claws were now caked in jello and had shredded up all the keys in the process. He shrugged and licked it off. His eyebrows raised when his partner approached the piano panting and laid herself across it. Great, he finally had a girl on a piano and he couldn't even play.

The scene in front of him teased his imagination, but he quickly shook it off. "I officially deem this place safe—for a miraculous holder," Ladybug breathlessly proclaimed with her arm raised in the air. "Okay, let's go, chaton." She hopped to her feet and whipped out her yo-yo at the jello replica of the Statue of Liberty. The weapon slashed off her hand before the super heroine caught it. "Kay, you ready?" She asked, tearing her teeth into jello torch while devouring its flame. Chat's eyes grew big as they approached where they originally entered. "Of all the things to eat in here, and you're snacking on Lady Liberty's hand?" He questioned.

Ladybug swatted her hand. "Nah, I only wanted her torch. The hand is just a plus," she informed, loudly slurping up the fingers, then licking her own. "Seriously, though, it's really good!" "That it is, thugaboo," the blonde agreed as he grabbed a jello apple.

"Really? Is that a thing now? Are you replacing bugaboo??"

"Is that disappointment I hear in your voice?" Chat teased, bopping her on the nose. "Not to worry, it's only temporary. That's just your new nickname whenever you're real saucy like today, thugaboo." She did like the sound of it, but secretly, she much preferred bugaboo. An idea popped in her head. She suddenly gave him a genuine smile and leaned in real close to him. "Uh, m-m'lady? What are you doing...?" He gulped. Ladybug gently stroked the cheek where she "smacked" him earlier. "You know, I never did actually kiss you better," she murmured.

Chat knew there was no point in attempting to hide his deeply reddened face now, because it was already obvious. "What are you—" his breath hitched when she laid a soft kiss to that same cheek, lightly resting her hands on his shoulders. It was a bit long to qualify as a peck, but it was nothing intense. Still, it left the poor black cat's heart with arrhythmia. He knew she was just messing around, but god, it still seemed so real to him it was almost cruel. "So...if I'm sweet, then what do you call me?" She whispered. Chat was speechless for a moment, then fixed his eyes on hers.

"Anything you want," he purred, caressing her face. His claws ticked her skin as they ran down her jawline. "Sweet pea, cinnamon, snuggle muffin, cupcake, love bug..." He could tell himself he was only playing along all day, but deep down they both he knew he wasn't.

"Let's stick with bugaboo," she giggled while pushing him back on the nose. Chat shocked his head a playfully sighed. "Anytime you want another name, I'm all ears, bugaboo," he reminded while his arms crossed.

"I know you are, kitty."

With both of their spirits drastically lifted, they slipped through the barrier again and found more tracks. "It's headed to the water tower," Ladybug observed. "Nous allons!" In no time, they reached their destination and were up high along the railing. They located the door which was locked shut. "Should we knock?" Chat wondered, staff ready. "And why would we do that?" Ladybug replied. "It would alert whoever is inside."

"Yeah, but it'd be rude to just barge in without any manners, I mean, we're French, not American."

She rolled her eyes for the millionth time that day. "Chat, we don't have time fo manners," she reminded.

"That's exactly what they say!"

She gave him a deadpan stare. "I'm kicking down the door with or without. Un, deux—"

"Okay, okay!!"

"Trois!"

They both backed away and shot their legs forward in sync. "Some," Chat mumbled. The door slammed down on a rusty platform.

"BODY ONCE TOLD ME THE WORLD IS GONNA ROLL ME-"

"AHHHHHH!!!"

A mad looking scientist dropped a gadget on the floor the broke into metal chunks. Instead of a normal water tower, there was no water, instead it was filled of a secret laboratory for the hidden lair of the akuma. There were hundreds of terabytes worth of computers stacked up all around below the platform where the heroes stood. Ladybug turned to Chat. "Really?" She asked, putting a hand on her hip. The blonde shrugged a little. "Couldn't help it, I always wanted to do that," he explained with a smirk before getting in a battle stance.

"What are you doing here?!" The guy with the crazy hair below snapped. "I was almost done!! Actually, since you guys are here, do you want anything? I'm ordering lunch right now." He sat down and a large desk that held multiple computer monitors stacked on top of one another to create one enormous screen. Chat Noir immediately lowered his fists and leaned against the railing while spinning his tail around. "Hm. Actually, now that you ask, I'll take some Italian club pizza with some onion rings on the side—oh, yeah, I'll need some Camembert too while you're at it."

The mad scientist's finger flopped around the keyboard at high speeds encoding his entire order. "Also a Diet Coke, cupcakes, croissants—" Ladybug smacked him in the arm. "Double U Tee Eff, Chat?!!"

"What? He asked, I answered." She facepalmed. "We're here to take him out, not order take out!" She chided.  The cat crossed his arms in thought. "But why would we take him out? He offered first," he reasoned.

"I'm talking about the akuma, not food! Stop thinking about your stomach for once!!"

"And...order uploaded, anything else?"

"What is going on here?!" Ladybug demanded.

The scientist hummed as he spun around in his wheelie chair. "Well, I first built a device where water can be converted to any kind of food, which is why I moved my office here, but then I used all the city water so I had to launch it in the sky for more. I call it the Flint Lockwood Diatonic Super Mutating Dynamic Food Replicater!"

"Dude...that's....like a really really long name," Chat yawned.

"Which is why I have created a convenient acronym! So for short, the FLDSMDFR!"

Chat Noir placed his staff on his shoulders to rest his arms on. "The Fluh-dshm-edfur?" He repeated. The scientist clapped his hands together. "No. The FlidSmudDiffer!"

"Fleeshumidediferr??"

"...FLDSMDFR..."

"There's no vowels or anything how is that even right??!!" Chat blurted. "And how is that easier to say?!?!" Ladybug tried to refrain from ripping her hair out. Ugh, what I wanna know is how come this guy doesn't have a ridiculous super villain outfit! He looks totally normal!...Okay, normal is probably overdoing it, but still. "And what's with your shoes?" Chat pressed. "Did you make them out of glitter plastic or something?"

"Of course not, you savage! I present to you spray-on-shoes! It's made out of an elastic biopolymer adhesive—"

"That's it," she breathed. Without warning she swung out her yo-yo and destroyed all the computer monitors. Sparks zapped out of them and broken glass shards scattered on the steel floor. "Looks like your orders are canceled!"

"Noooooooo! You monsters!! You will pay for this!" He yelled. Even more strange was what didn't happen next. No akuma came out. Ladybug and Chat Noir instantly dove down and landed directly in front of the odd scientist. "What a shame, I was really looking forward to those onion rings," Chat sighed.

"Where is the akuma?!" She ordered after whirling her yo-yo about to show she meant business. The guy snorted and didn't seem frightened. "Somewhere you'll never find it. And what's the big deal? I'm a hero."

The two miraculous holders exchanged funny looks. "A hero?" They answered. "Yes. France is world famous for cooking and food. Imagine if the world food capital could rain down any food, three meals a day! Tourists would quadruple! We'd be even more famous! I would be famous! I will be the best scientist in history! You will never be able to defeat me."

"Fine, but one more thing," Ladybug added. "You forgot about this—" Within seconds, she gave her teammate a knowing look and nodded to a satellite in the lab that hundreds of wires and cables were connected to. Chat nodded back, clearly getting the message. "Cataclysm!" He yelled. In the blinked of an eye, dark energy was summoned into his hand and he sprinted for the dish. One swipe, and it was completely destroyed.

"Are you serious?! You both are going down!!"

"I think you're the one who's toast. G'day, mate," Chat saluted before he and Ladybug abandoned the tower. "Okay, we got who knows how long until the FLD-whatever shuts down and crashes," she called over the wind. "And when it does, the akuma should show itself. That's why we need to know exactly when and where!"

"Over there!" Chat pointed. His forefinger directed to something small descending from the open sky. Unfortunately, on they're way there, they were definitely delayed from dodging the falling food. Chat swiped a croissant midair while he pole vaulted forward with his staff.

Ultimately, they reached their destination of the crash site. The device was completely obliterated with a pile of smoke rising into the sky. Ladybug barely missed the dark butterfly fluttering away. After capturing it to release a beautiful white one, she side stepped to avoid a banana peel that fell on Chat instead. She released obnoxious laughter at his new appearance. The peel practically blended in wonderfully with his golden blonde hair. He exclaimed with disgust and smacked into a patch of grass.

"Aww, why'd you do that, mon Banana Chat?? I loved your new look!" She teased with a giggle.

Chat smoothly raised a finger to catch an onion ring and twirled it around and around. He grinned cheekily and raised an eyebrow in an attractive manner as his tail began to sway. "Well, if you liked it then maybe you should've put a ring on it," he purred.

She froze as his words sunk in. Did he just...? Awkward. She chose to ignore his remark. "Eheheh, the food is going to keep vandalizing Paris for a little longer unless I get this over with, so excusez-moi," she changed the subject with a big toothy smile that had awkward written all over it, then turned her back to him. Ladybug never even used her lucky charm that she apparently didn't end up needing until now just for the end results. Once she called for it, a piece of paper fell. It read:

How dare ye ignore me

Pretty sure she read it wrong, she blinked a few times and double checked. Even more awkward. Lucky charm has it in for me.... Oh, well. She folded it twice and tossed it in the air.

"MIRACULOUS LADYBUG!!!"

Before you say anything, yes I BSed this chapter because I was half asleep writing this before the end of Halloween because I thought I could get a special for today on top of this ALSO done on the same day so yes yes lots of extra randomness and cruddy writing here I got zero sleep last night. Anyway next chapter will be out of season but tons creepy if you're into that idk so something different. Hope you liked! 👻
~ Sapphire out