This chapter was dedicated to my never ending burning hate for my worst enema Autocorrect. I hope you enjoy :3

High school had just started back up for the students of Collège Françoise Dupont in Paris, and like any normal teenager, everyone dreaded it. Especially students like Jangle Naldo.

Jangle trudged through the halls on the first day of school, doing everything he could to keep a low profile. While pretending he had the superpower of invisibility, his method was foiled when he bumped into a tall, broad shouldered jock. "Hey, watch it, punk!"

"Ah, sorry."

The passerby suddenly grinned when he realized who he was. "Hey! Wadda ya know, guys! It's Jangle Bells!" The loner cringed at one of his many nicknames. He hated his name. He scowled at the floor while ruffling his black hair. "How was your summer, Jang Jang?"

"Too short. Gotta go, Kim."

He turned on his heel and took a step away, until a hand snatched the hood of his blue sweatshirt. "Aw, stay, Jang Jang. You don't even wanna chat. That's kinda rude, you know," Kim whined, while his sidekick, Max, stood next to him. "I haven't seen you all summer." Jangle rolled his eyes. "What am I, your girlfriend?" He spat.

"No, silly, that position is strictly reserved for my angel, Chloé Bourgeois," the athlete smiled to himself. "I gained fifteen pounds in extra muscle just for her."

"TMI, man."

"I need to find her. I've been without her for an entire season and-" he cut himself off when he spotted a certain blonde strutting into the building with a certain redhead at her side. "Speak of the devil," Jangle muttered. Kim wildly waved at the daughter of the mayor in hopes of getting her attention. "Hi, Chloe!" He cheerfully greeted before trapping her in a hug. The blue eyed brat immediately let out noisy squall and scratched him with her sharp talons. "Ew!! Get away from me!"

"Ow!" Kim pulled away and cradled the fresh wound on his forearm. "What's your deal, Chlo?"

"Ever heard of personal space?" She hissed.

"Call an exorcist," Jangle coughed into his fist. Chloe whipped her head toward him and narrowed her eyes. "Well, well, well. If it isn't Jingle Baldy," she sneered, planting her fists on her hips. Sabrina and Kim both snickered at the name. "Actually, it's Jangle Naldo," he corrected, which he instantly regretted. As if that was much better. Chloe laughed and tossed her ponytail. "Whatever, Baldo. It was not nice chatting with you, so stay outta my way." She stuck her nose in the air and sashayed away with Sabrina hurrying after her.

Jangle smothered his head with his hood and shook his head in disgust. How Kim was smitten with such a self absorbed diva, he didn't know. "I still think Ondine is better for you," he mumbled, but Kim didn't hear him, for he was too lovestruck over Chloe. Without another word, he left Kim and Max on their phones. "Bye, Jangles!" He called throughout the hallway, bringing everyone's eyes on him. Jangle pulled his hood further down his forehead. Hopefully he was sucked into an enormous dark void that pulled him away from the agonizing place known as school.

The universe let him down once again.

Meanwhile, Alya and Marinette accompanied each other while walking to Madame Bustier's class. "I can't believe you're early, girl!" The blogger awed. Marinette clicked her tongue at her friend's remark. "Of course I am! It's the first day of school and I brought macarons to share with everyone," she explained, patting the pink box in her hands. "It's important I have time to hand them out, especially so I can ask Adrien about his summer." Her statement ended with a creepy giggle.

As they entered the doorway to their homeroom, they passed Sabrina and Chloe, who were chatting up a storm.

"So, what's your favorite class?"

"Upper, duh."

Marinette stopped in her tracks as she watched Adrien laugh at something Nino said. She fell into a trance as his laughter lifted her spirits. "He gives me life..." she sighed dreamily, unconsciously wandering toward him like a bug drawn to light.

"Hey, Marinette!" Adrien greeted with a friendly wave. She smiled back stupidly and waved in a childish manner. "Hi, Adrien. I like your hair..." the designer giggled. Alya facepalmed and Nino gawked while Adrien was simply taken aback by her unusual bluntness. "Um, what?" He said, not sure if he heard her correctly. Marinette snapped out of her daze and gasped when she realized what she said. She began to to stammer and obnoxiously flail her arms about like a limp noodle.

"Waaaah!!" She shrieked. "N-no, no, no! I-I mean, uh, I mean-I mean I like the....I-I like the air...?" She nodded to herself in relief. "It's really refreshing, no?"

Nailed it.

Alya wasn't even the one embarrassed and she wanted to jump down a well. But Adrien, being the nice and lovely boy he is, simply played along. He chuckled at Marinette's usual awkward, cute behavior. "Yeah, I like the air too. What about you, Nino?"

"Well, it keeps me alive, so I guess," he retorted, annoyed with the two just as much as Alya. He decided to change the subject. "Hey, Alys, who's your fav artist?" The blogger tapped her chin in thought. "Probably Indila," she decided. Marinette's eyes lit up. "Ooh, me too!" She agreed. "You, Nino?"

"I like Eminem."

"I prefer skittles," Adrien added.

"I meant the rapper, not the candy, stupid."

"Why would you eat the wrapper? That's disgusting!" Alya spat.

Nino attempted to rip his face off. "Nooooooo, Eminem is an American rapper, okay? You've never heard of him," he explained. Marinette quizzically raised an eyebrow. "What kind of name is M&M? I thought rapper's names were supposed to be cool," she wondered aloud. "And even if-" Alya grabbed her shoulder to whisper something in her ear. "Don't get him started," she hissed.

Nino slowly closed his eyes and huffed before standing up. His slammed his hands on his desks and took a deep breath. "Alright, let me get something straight. Rapper's titles are supposed to be unique and if you don't think that's cool then-"

"Hey, guys."

The squad lifted their gaze to see Lila casually resting on the edge of their desk like she owned the place. "How was your summer?" She asked, flashing a phony smile at them, but her view was fixed on the blonde so she was basically directing her question towards him. Marinette grimaced at her very presence in the room. What does that brat want now? "It went well," he replied, giving her a polite smile in return. "That's good-ooooh, what did you bring, Mari?" Lila pointed to the pink box with the bakery logo on it. Marinette gave a fake smile back and opened the box. "Macarons."

Everyone's mouths began to water as half the class gathered around them.

"Mind if I have one?"

"I want one!"

"Please, Marinette!"

"Of course, guys, there's plenty to go around!" Being her typical self, Marinette handed a few out to Adrien first. He grinned at the treats in his hand that lady luck had blessed him with. While she passed more out to the others, the model immediately popped once into his mouth. "These are delicious, Marinette!" He praised as he licked his fingers in delight. Lila's face brightened as the flavor soaked her tongue. "I agree with Adrien, these are absolutely magnifique!"

After everyone had thanked Marinette for her desserts, they had dispersed back to their usual cliques. The five of them quickly gobbled theirs right up. "So, guess what I heard?" Lila began, removing a crumb from the corner of her mouth. "What?" Alya asked, her curiosity getting the best of her. Lila smoothed out her hair and leaned closer to Adrien while he instinctively leaned away. "Well, apparently Ben told Carrie who told Keith who told Max who told Mela who told Bryce who told Christina who told me that a kid named Baldo is moving to Africa next week. Apparently, he travels so much that he's been in the same grade for three years—"

"No, it's Canada—duh!" Chloe butted in. Everyone just noticed her standing by her desk with Sabrina. "No one wants to live in Africa, so he's clearly going to Canada since he's still a loser."

Alya rolled her eyes. "Shut up, Chloe," the blogger quipped. "Canada is clearly one of the best places to live, they got like no rules there!" The blonde huffed and crossed her arms. "It still sucks. The stupid ice cap is nothing but a frozen wasteland and no one wants to learn Canadian!" Marinette and Nino bit back their laughs. "Did you know his parents study anthrax?" Lila cut in.

"Omg, he must be from some weird terrorist family, we're all gonna die!" The blonde panicked. Marinette glared at Lila. "Are you sure that's true??" She pressed. The brunette rolled her eyes and tossed her hair. "Of course it is. Why would I make something up like that? Blades also moved here from somewhere called Ham. Imagine living in a country named that," she laughed. Marinette arched in eyebrow in suspicion. "I thought you said his name was Baldo?"

Lila cocked her head to the side. "Yeah, that's what I said." The pig tailed girl sighed before crossing her arms. "No, you said Blades," she corrected.

"Whatever. Anyway, he's also ambidextrous so he can write with both hands at the same time!" She added. Ninos face lit up. "Whoa, dude, that's totally sick!" Chloe grimaced, obviously not understanding his slang. "Ugh, I know, right? It's totally creepy," she remarked.

Léa Jean fixed the strap of her bag on her shoulder just as she bumped into someone by the doorway to the classroom. "Oh, sorry!" She noticed it was a male figure sulking in a hoodie. There was a gathering around Marinette and Alya's desk. "What going on in there?" She asked him.

"Better hurry up, or you'll miss the show," he muttered, turning on his heel. Léa cluelessly watched him disappear down the hall. 

"I'm just saying, this all sounds a little far fetched, even for you, Lila," Marinette argued.   Lila's fists tightened. She leaned in closer to glower at her. "Are you calling me a liar?" She replied in a threatening tone.

"I ain't calling you a truther!"

"Hey, can you get off my desk?" Léa yelled over their loud squabbling. Lila spun her head in her direction, causing her brown hair to whip her in the face. Léa scrunched her nose as she laid a finger to her tingling cheek. "Please," she meekly added. Something about that girl's gaze just made her uneasy for some reason. Léa stirred uncomfortably as Lila slid off the table and stomped to her seat. She sighed and sat in her usual spot, leaving Marinette in the middle between her and Alya.

"What was that all about?" She asked, running a hand through her long black hair. Marinette gritted her teeth. "It doesn't matter. She's just spreading rumors about somebody."

"Who?"

"I have no idea."

Little did they know, they caused a situation in the hallway.

Jangle rubbed his eyes with a hand. People always talked. They always stared, always whispered. While they were usually friendly to his face, they had a habit of talking about him like he wasn't even there. The worst part was almost none of the rumors were true. It was true his family traveled a lot, but the tales spiraled out of control from there. Everyone thought of him as a freak just because of his name. Jangle Naldo. The only thing cool about his name was that it derived from Old French, but that's about it.

Before he knew it, a dark butterfly struck the string tie of his hoodie. And the same old thing happened.

"Autocorrect, I am Hawkmoth. You're tired of people twisting your words and creating lies about you. I can help you give them a taste of their own medicine—all you have to do is get me some kandi. Do we have a deal?"

"Sure."

...................................

Marinette groaned as she dragged her feet into her bedroom and dropped her bag on the floor. She heard a little mew as a little calico kitten scampered up to her feet. "Hi, Cookie Dough," she cooed while scooping the kitten into her hands. Tikki suddenly burst from the schoolgirl's purse, making her almost drop her pet in surprise. "Sheesh, Tikki! You scared me!" Marinette scolded.

"Marinette, I have some amazing news for you!!"

The red kwami twirled in the air with excitement. "Congratulations, you have unlocked a new ability!" Tikki squealed.

The dark haired girl dropped her jaw in shock. Was she serious? What did this mean? Did she mean something like the power ups she put in the macarons?? When she finally found her words, she gasped. "A-a new ability?" She repeated. "Like the potion Master Fu and I made?" Tikki shook her head and giggled. "No, this ability is exclusive to the ladybug miraculous. Only the holder to it can unlock it. Every user can each get special abilities hidden within the stone," she explained.

"Wait, so....every miraculous is like this?"

"Uh-uh. Only the Ladybug and Cat miraculous have this addition."

"So Chat can unlock skills too?" Marinette asked. Her kwami nodded. She couldn't help but smile. "Heh, this is just like a video game....so what did I get?" Tikki twirled again and zipped around her holder's head. "Marinette Dupain Cheng, you've gained level one: the power of super strength!" She frowned at the claim. "Tikki, we already have increased strength among other things," she pointed out.

"Of course, you do. But with this new trait, you will be much more stronger than Chat Noir. You can now single handedly move anything from a bus to an airplane without the help of your yo-yo."

"No way!" Marinette awed. "Are you serious??"

"Go ahead and try it out!"

The young designer didn't hesitate. "Tikki, spots on!" She yelled in her usual triumphant way. In no time, she swung off her balcony off into the city. The top of the Eiffel Tower was where she landed, so she could easily scan for something to experiment on.

"How's it going, m'lady?"

Without taking her eyes off the view, she stayed put. "How do you always know where to find me?" She replied to the cat. An arm brushed against hers as the black figure leaned on the railing beside her. "We've been working together for two years now. I'd be a bad partner if I didn't." Ladybug smirked a little. "Chaton, you couldn't ever be a bad partner, even if you tried." She gave the blonde's bell a flick to make it ring.

"I could say the same," he replied as he kept his eyes fixed on the city. The super heroine's face suddenly lit up. "Oh, Chat! Guess what??" She squealed. Her random outburst made him perk. "Wh-"

"I GOT A NEW ABILITY!!"

Containing her excitement was hard, but she was so glad she had someone to share it with. Chat's ears straightened as he raised his eyebrows. "Really?? That's amazing! What is it??"

Savage power up times ten? I don't think I'd survive that....

"I have super strength!! I really want to test it on something, but I don't know what..."

Chat looked around until his eyes focused on something. "Ah! Just use this," he proposed, walking over to a lamp post to pat it. Ladybug raised an eyebrow. "Um, I don't get what you're saying." The black cat pointed at it. "Tear it off," he directed.

"Okay."

I'm surprised she's not asking any questions...

Like picking up a sack of sugar, a box of cookies, or any other normal task for baker's daughter, it was easy. The metal screeched and wrinkled like tinfoil as she simply snapped off like it was a tree branch. "Now, what am I supposed to do?" The blonde laid a finger to his lips as he tried to process this. "Throw it. As far as you can."

Ladybug obeyed and hurled it across the sky. They watched together as it kept going and going until it disappeared into the horizon. Chat blinked. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but you're never allowed to lay a finger on me again." She gave him a teasing smile and snaked her arms around his waist from behind. His eyes bulged at her actions. "Aww, but I never got to try it on you," she complained, beginning to lift him from the ground. He gasped and immediately squirmed every which way.

"No no no put me down put me down don't throw me I promise I'll be good—"

She laughed hysterically as she dropped him. "Calm down, chaton, I was only kidding!" He suddenly shivered as he felt a shock that sent a tingle up his spine, but decided to ignore it. "You know I'd never hurt you," she cooed while pinching his cheek. Even though she made sure it hurt a smidge, Chat couldn't help but laugh back. She was the most precious person person in his life. She was the one who kept his world spinning. He smiled to himself and lowered his head.

"Someday I'm going to maim you," he sensually uttered.

Ladybug gawked at him. "What did you just say?" He slapped his hand over his mouth and gasped. Where did that come from?! "No-no, that's not what I was going to say! I meant 'someday I'm going to marry you'!" He quickly corrected.

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Crap...

As if that was any better.

Her jaw dropped again at his outburst as her face went red, but it was nothing compared to her partner's. He buried his burning face into his hands with embarrassment. This was so humiliating. Maim? MAIM?? I can't believe I told the love of my life I was going to maim her! And she wasn't even supposed to hear me in the first place!! He refused to uncover his inflamed skin and even turned his back to her. "I-I-I d-didn't m-mean that either....w-what I really—what I-I really meant was..." Who was he kidding? There was no way on earth he'd be able to come up with good save.

Ladybug wouldn't stop staring at her feet in shock. What just happened? There was suddenly a tickling sensation in her back that caused her to shudder. She felt just as awkward as him at the moment. She slowly lifted up a hand to lay on his shoulder. "H-hey, Chat? Um....how about we just fantasize about what happened?" Chat choked on his saliva. Ladybug gasped as she covered her lips. "No-NO! I mean't forget—FORGET what happened! Don't fantasize!!" She shouted at him. Too late.

Her partner collapsed onto the ground. "Noooo! Don't faint! Don't faint! Wake up! You're making this so much more awkward than it has to be!" She snapped as she bent over to shake him awake. She slapped him a few times before he opened his eyes—not that his cheeks could get any redder anyway. Ladybug finally seized him by the collar of his suit and yanked him close. "I'm gonna hug you if you don't pull yourself together! Er—no, hunt—hide—grrrr, HURT! I'M GOING TO HURT YOU!!" She growled in frustration as tossed him back to the ground. "Why can't I mean what I say?!"

"....um, say what you mean?"

"Exactly!!" She yelled. Seriously, what was up with her today? And not just her, Chat was....out of line as well. And what was that? 'No-no, that's not what I was going to say! I meant, 'someday I'm going to marry you!' Her skin became hot at the mere thought of it. Chat Noir and I? Married?? It should've weirded her out, but surprisingly, it wasn't too hard to picture. No! Stop that! Stop thinking about that!! You love Adrien not Chat Noir!! The idea of Chat Noir and her being together forever never really came into mind, after all, they were partners fighting crime day and night, so they always saw each other as it was. But....even more than that?

The thought of her making dinner for them, them baking sweets together, movie nights, late night cuddles, all while fighting crime as usual, randomly stealing kisses from each other—she inhaled sharply before firmly patting her cheeks, which were roasting by now. She had to snap out of it. Or even having three kids with h—

Chat whirled around when he heard a loud slap. All he saw was Ladybug panting with handprint marked on the side of her face. "Did you just slap yourself??" She faked a smile, which looked more of a cringe. "Well, see ya....I decided I'll be getting horny now—HOME I MEANT HOME OH MY GOD!!"

There was a type of silence that followed neither of them experienced before. Level: Mega awkward. After what seemed like ten minutes of her hyperventilating, she smudged her face with a loud groan. "I'm leaving now," Ladybug finalized, pinching the bridge of her nose. She could just die of embarrassment right now.

Out of nowhere, the two felt a swift breeze near them. On instinct, Chat laid a hand on the baton in his belt. "I think I just heard a whoosh...." He noted. They momentarily put their awkwardness aside and carefully scanned the area. When everything seemed normal, Ladybug loosened her grip on her yo-yo. "It's nothing," she muttered. "I'll be going."

"Oh, you won't be going anywhere."

She immediately lifted her gaze to see a guy on a silver hover board flying before them. His messy hair was a platinum shade. He wore a sleek, black suit with a silver gloves up to his elbows, silver mid-rise boots, and a silver collar with black hood that was worn down. Letters, numbers, symbols, and anything else you could find on a keyboard were imprinted on his uniform in neon green that swirled around it to form completely random ever-changing words. There was also a bright green letter A on his chest, and two black hoodie strings exiting the silver collar.

"I am Autocorrect!" The villain declared. "Hand over your miraculous or you will forever suffer from awkward speech impairment as you have just witnessed!" Chat narrowed his eyes at this interesting outfit and crossed his arms. "Okay, can someone tell me why this guy looks like dyslexic Danny Phantom??"

"Enough!" Autocorrect roared. Without warning, he sent an electric zap at the irritating blonde. "Ow!" Chat snapped, grabbing his nape. "What was cat for??" The akumatized guy laughed at his work. "Keep mouthing me off, and your speech will only get much worse."

"We will never surrender!" Ladybug revoked.

Autocorrect's eyes darkened as his lips pulled back into a chilling smile. "Well, I guess this will be fun, then....won't it?" His fingertips shot out green sparks as the duo quickly dodged. Ladybug and Chat Noir pounced from the railing into the open sky to escape. The spotted heroine seized her partner around the waist before wrapping her yo-yo around a rafter of the steel landmark. Once they landed by a set of stairs, they skidded to a stop. "We needs a plain—a plan!" Her hasty words fumbled past her lips. She growled in frustration once again.

Chat leaned against a post in thought. "What do such, m'lady—" He frowned at his faulty speech patterns and cleared his throat. "What do you suggest?" He repeated, speaking more careful this time. She paced back and forth in front of him as she hummed. "His powers may not seem much, but if we get drunk enough—struck—enough, it could seriously ruin our communication between each other and throw us off. Our speech is doable for now, but it could get worse," she sighed in exasperation.

As she droned on, Chat raised his eyebrows when he saw something shiny by his feet. Curious, he squatted and pinched it between his claws. His eyes lit up at his new discovery. "-which can also affect how we—"

"M'lady, I have good news and bad news!"

Ladybug stopped in mid sentence. She inched closer when she noticed something in her partner's paws. "Okay, whats the good news?" He gave her toothy grin to show off a coin. "I found a nickel!" He proudly announced. Ummm okay? She squinted at the nickel in his hold. Was it supposed to be magical or something?? "...and the bad news?" Ladybug asked, attempting hold back any snide remarks that came to mind.

"It's American," Chat sighed, then tucked it safely into his pocket. Ladybug sent him a look that called him ridiculous. Was he that set on spending it?? "Start a collection," she said while waving a hand, not even half serious.

"Guess who's back?"

The two jumped when the villain had managed to sneak up on them again.

"Shady's back—tell a friend," Chat sing-songed as he dodged a magic spark shot his way. He and his lady avoided Autocorrect's hits as he soared throughout the tower for them. "Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back—" He backflipped off a balcony in the nick of time to land on a stairway. "Chat, fence when did you listen to M&Ms??" Ladybug called while jumping beside him. "Oh, my friend Ni—er, a friend showed my some of his music. He wouldn't let me listen to the uncensored stuff."

She frowned at his explanation. Whoever his friend was, he didn't sound like a good influence. He's ruining ma boi's innocence.... "Uh-uncensored stuff?" She repeated, shooting her yo-yo at their foe, but he missed her hit. His stupid hover board was keeping him out of their reach. "Chat....promise me you'll stay away fro those kind of things..."

"Why?" He cluelessly asked.

He really is like a child sometimes.

"Peas," she begged. "Just promise."

The cat only smiled sweetly at her request. "Of course, bugaboo. Your fish is my command—er, WISH." She returned his smile, until it faded when she remembered the current task at hand. "Okay, we need to lure him over for class random comments!" Chat gave her a funny look as she facepalmed. "Close range combat!!" She hissed. This Autocorrect's evil magic was really getting on her nerves. "Do your thing and annoy him or distract him or someone—something." He raised an eyebrow and did his infamous smirk. "My pleasure..."

Autocorrect turned his attention back on the black cat when he heard some shouting. The spotted heroine was nowhere to be found. "Hey, you!" Chat called as he waved an arm around. The villain chuckled at his opponent before him. "I see your little girlfriend has given up already. I guess it's just me and the stupid cat."

"Who are you calling stupid??"

Ladybug was gradually working her way around the architecture of the Eiffel Tower in hopes of catching the akumatized boy in surprise. Autocorrect was currently too busy mouthing off her partner. "You can't spell stupid without U," he sassed. In a split second, Chat blurted out a comeback without a thought. "Oh, yeah? Well, there's an I in stupid too!"

Then they both just stared at him for a rlly long time.

Now is my chance, she thought.

She instantly swung out her weapon around the hover board and tugged it out from her his feet. Autocorrect let out a yelp as he tumbled to the floor near a railing. As for his flying contraption, it dropped down the stairs and cracked in half, but no akuma.

"LUCKYYYYYYYY CHARM!!"

Into her hands fell a teeny tiny red lego. "What the duck do I do with this?" She muttered. She eyed the place around them for ideas. Maybe I can use my new ability!! Unfortunately, as it turned out, this was a fight that required brains, not strength. Then, a lightbulb came on in her head. Of course, it's so simple! Ladybug charged for the villain who was struggling to get to his feet.

She leapt heroically in the air toward him and ferociously chucked the lego under his foot just as he was about to take his first step. "OWWWWWW SON OF A—" he clenched his teeth while yelling in agony. As he clutched his throbbing foot in pain, she kicked him down onto his back while scanning his for body for a possible hiding place of the akuma. Perhaps the gloves? She shook her head and thought harder. Aha!

Ladybug yanked out his hoodie string from his suit. "Noooooo!" He wailed. "Not my hoodie string!! Why did you pull it out?! You're evil!!" She ignored him and tore it into two pieces to release a dark butterfly. After she purified it, her partner watched her pick up the lego. "Remind me to never mess with your lucky harms," Chat stated, looking wide eyed at the seemingly ordinary lego in her grasp. "You mean lucky charms?" She corrected.

"No, lucky harms seems right."

"MIRACULOUS LADYBUG!!!"

Jangle groaned as he sat up. His hair hung low over his face as he rubbed his head. "Ugh, what happened?" He mumbled. Ladybug offered him a hand and helped him to his feet. "Are you alright?" She asked. He slowly nodded. "I'll be fine."

"Would you mind telling us your name?" Chat inquired. The boy hesitated. ".....Jangle. Jangle Naldo." He was clearly troubled even after everything that went down. Ladybug smiled and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, if something's bothering you, we're all ears." Jangle sighed and shoved his hands into his pockets. What did he have to lose?

"It's just....all these rumors about me are floating around at school. It's never really bothered me up until now," he began. "And they just get so ridiculous, I can't believe people buy it! My parents travel a lot so I've been homeschooled for most my life. I have a lot of free time to study, and people think I'm three grades behind, but I'm actually three grades ahead. Everyone says my parents study anthrax—don't know where on earth they got that from—but, in reality, they study archeology which is why we moved so my much, and my last home was in Turkey NOT ham! We're moving to Panama not Canada or Africa I've already been there and I'm American not ambidextrous and my name is Jangle not Jingle or Pringle or Preto or Cheeto—"

He ceased his rant when he noticed the superheroes were studying him with over concerned eyes. He sighed and kicked a pebble. "Look, the point is I hate my name and I'm sick of what others think." They both looked at him with pity. "Maybe you just need a nickname," Ladybug suggested.

"Huh?"

Chat snapped his fingers when an idea came to mind. "Yeah, something for short like....Jay! That's the beginning of your name, right?" Jangle hummed. "Huh. J? Jay?" He mumbled. "Hey...that actually doesn't sound so bad. A heck better than my real name. I think I'll go by that from now on...thanks."

"No problem," Chat kindly responded. "So you need a lift?" The guy swatted a hand. "Nah, I'll be fine. See ya." He left for the elevator that led to ground level just when the doors opened. Ladybug stopped him. "Oh, one more thing. If you ever need someone to talk to at school, my good friend Marinette will always be willing to listen. I promise you that."

"Oh, and my bro Adrien!" Chat added. "He's totally cool! See ya, Jay!" If one could look closely, they might've been able to catch the smallest grin forming on his face. The elevator doors closed. "Will do," he said to himself.

"Well, this was an interesting day..." Ladybug remarked.

Chat retrieved the nickel from his pocket. "M'lady, I have good news and bad news," he announced once again. She crossed her arms and waited for his so called news. "Yeah...?" He proudly held up the coin for her to see. "The good news is I named my nickel Phillip!"

"Ummm, so what's the bad news?"

"Ιт'ѕ α gιяӏ..."

"....I'm sorry I asked."

IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT!!!!!

WOOOOOW that took over three months to write. Anyway, to make up for my lack of updates I'm doing a "Twelve Days Of Christmas." What is that, you ask? My Christmas gift to you, I will update twelve times this month starting now so I'm probably going to die (I'm gonna die) and hopefully complete this book!! Anyway, that's all, make sure to vote or comment and have a nice day <3
~ Sapphire out

P.S. this may have been borderline PG/PG13 so sorry about that, let me know when I need to tone it down a little (I mean most of ya aren't innocent anyways, who's ever heard of an innocent fangirl lmao)