*marrinette is going to school*
Mrs bustier: okay class, let's get started!
Marrinette: wait! Can I come to the front and ask the class something first?
Mrs bustier: maybe during lunch, marrinette.
Marrinette: Please. It's important.
*mrs bustier is quite for a moment.*Mrs bustier: alright fine, but please make it quick.
*marrinette nodded and made her way to the front of the class. She took a deep breath.*Marrinette: okay, so we all know ladybug and cat noir. Right?
*everybody is silent.*Kim: um no?
Alix: what are you talking about?
Mylene: ladybug?
Nino: cat noir?
Marrinette: no no no... this can't be happening! Come on guys, the SUPERHEROS of pairs!
Alya: girl, what are you talking about? There are no superhero's in Paris. Trust me, I LOVE superhero's. If there were some in Paris, I would know.
*everyone nodded their heads in agreement.*Marrinette: what?! How have you all forgotten? JUST YESTERDAY hawk moth sent out an akuma! The villains name was Revenger! Don't you all remember?
Chloe: hawk moth, akuma, villain?! Get a LOAD of this hot mess! Marrinette, you obviously are delusional.
*a few people giggled.*Alya: watch it chloe! She's just confused.
Marrinette: no I am not! They are real! You have to remember, you just have to!
Mrs bustier: okay marrinette settle down..
Marrinette: guys come on! This is ridiculous!
Chloe: you're telling us? It's UTTERLY ridiculous.
Marrinette: shut it, Chloe!
Mrs bustier: marrinette sit down.
Marrinette: I have to figure this out...
*mrs bustier gently takes marrinettes arm, but marrinette pushes her off.*Mrs bustier: that's IT. I tried to be patient with you, but you have gone too far, Mrs dupein chang! Principal's office, NOW.
*marrinette hung her head but slowly walked to mr. Damocles office.*
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Alone with the memories
Misteri / ThrillerThis story is about how marrinette wakes up to find that ladybug and cat noir never existed. She goes through so much to try and find out what has happened. Will she fix it, or will she live with these forgotten memories? I have another story! It's...