Miraculous Song Stories

1. Queen of Mean

I'M SO TIRED OF PRETENDING,  WHERE'S MY HAPPY ENDING?

Lila finally made good of her promise. Two years ago, Lila told Marinette that she would make all of Marinette's friends leave her. Well, here it is. It started small, Marinette stealing the test answers, or Lila's necklace being found in her locker. Then it escalated. Now, Marinette is known as a bully worse than Chloe.

I FALLOWED ALL THE RULES,  DREW INSIDE THE LINES,

Marinette was always an A-Grade student. She was always kind to others. Only known to be rude to bullies and liars, Lila seeming to be the exception.

I NEVER ASKED FOR ANYTHING THAT WASN'T MINE.

Marinette was always a selfless girl, spending all her time for her friends. Babysitting the twins for Alya? No problem, I'll just cancel my plans! A new dress for Rose? Sure! Just give me three sleepless nights! A croissant for Chloe? Ok! I'll just waste three hours of my life for it, just to have her throw it out! Marinette was selfless, truly their everyday ladybug.

I WAITED PATIENTLY FOR MY TIME, BUT WHEN IT FINALLY CAME?  HE CALLED HER NAME.

Marinette finally broke when they believed Lila over her. Sure, they did it before, but those were always on small matters. Those instances only showed they had trusted Lila, not that they didn't trust her. That changed. Lila had come in crying crocodile tears, and started spinning her lies. She told the class that Marinette had been bullying her! Surprise, surprise, they believed her. When the whole class turned their backs on her -a girl most have known for since childhood- for lila, she didn't know he'd what to do. So, she ran.

 AND NOW I FEEL THIS OVERWHELMING PAIN,

Marinette didn't  know betrayal before that fateful day. The grief was all consuming, making her unable to think. It was over whelming, all consuming pain and sadness. The worst thing about betrayal? It doesn't come from your enemies.

I MEAN IT'S IN MY VEINS, I MEAN IT'S IN MY BRAIN.

She was too distraught to notice the akuma coming towards Tikki's bag, too upset to take heed to her yells of warning. As the akuma went into Marinette's bag, Marinette was too tired, too sad, and most of all, too angry to put up a good fight against Hawkmoth.

MY THOUGHTS ARE RUNNING IN A CIRCLE LIKE A TOY TRAIN, I KNOW EXACTLY WHO TO BLAME.

Lila. That was all Marinette wanted to see. Lila. The one who caused the betrayal. The one who always lies. Lila. Lila. Revenge on Lila. Lila, the liar and the fox. Chloe, the brat and the  bully. Alya, the reporter and betrayer. The list goes on and on. Revenge. Lila. Class. Betrayal. Revenge.

I NEVER THOUGHT OF MY SELF AS MEAN, I ALWAYS THOUGHT I WOULD BE THE QUEEN.

Mariette was never mean. She was agitated. She was protective, but never mean. Marinette, their everyday ladybug. What changed? 

AND THERE'S NO IN-BETWEEN. CAUSE IF I CAN'T HAVE THAT, I WILL BE THE LEADER OF THE DARK AND THE BAD.

"Yes Hawkmoth... "  Marinette would never hurt a fly. She was the one to comfort civilians. The one to stop akumatizations. The one there for her 'friends'. But who was there for her? No one. Were there really her friends then? Were they just with her for the benefits? Or, were they never her friends in the first place.

THERE'S A DEVIL ON THE SHOULDER WERE THE ANGELS USED TO BE, AND HE'S CALLING ME THE QUEEN.

Marinette never acted out. She always kept her anger, her jealousy, and her sadness to her self. She always was the one to put her own feelings aside to comfort a friend. Now she is done. Marinette may be the Angel of Paris, but Queen is the Devil of the night. You want her to be the bad guy? Well, congratulations. Now she's the bad guy.

BEING NICE IS MY PAST TIME, BUT I'VE BEEN HURT FOR THE LAST TIME.

Marinette was the kind and clumsy baker's daughter, who always brought macaroons to the first day of class. By night, she was ladybug, fighting against evil for the safety of Paris, sometimes even risking her own life. Now? She's the Queen, a ruthless but fair leader who will have her revenge against her betrayers. 

AND I WON'T EVER LET ANOTHER PERSON TAKE ADVANTAGE OF ME, THE ANGER BURNS MY SKIN, THIRD DEGREE.

No mor Mrs. Nice Girl. Now its time for the queen to come out. The queen is angry, way down to her bones. With her face was like a mask, stuck in a frown. Her blank gaze had no pupil or iris, only the white. Black tears were running down her face. The Queen of Mean is here.

THEY'RE GONNA BOW TO THE EVIL QUEEN, YOUR NIGHTMARES' MY DREAM, JUST WAIT TILL THEY FALL FOR MY WICKED SCHEMES.

The Queen eventually did get her revenge. No one knows how, for every time someone brings it up, they panic. The Queen ruled Paris with an iron fist and a strong mind. Over the years, when the Queen grew old, she passed the crown on to her daughter. It is said that she was the only one to see the Queen's face and live. In the end, the Queen of Mean would be known to be the best ruler in Persian history.

THE END

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- Silver