the broken butterfly

Chapter 12 (do you mind that I just number these?)

Nathaniel's POV

Nathaniel went still as he heard the akuma alert. How had an akuma come all the way to the Netherlands?

'Nathaniel!' Shouted Marinette. 'Can you get your and my pair into a safe spot? I've really got to go to the loo.'

'Sure.' Answered he, taking Marinette's pairing over. 'Come,' he said to them, leading both his and Marinette's pair to the nearest classroom where they disturbed a maths lesson. 'Sorry, I've got to tell all of you that there's a problem.' Before he could say more, the building shook.

Through a window they looked out over a street that ran parallel to the train-track, and the C-wing of the school. Chat Noir, Ladybug and Wasp Queen were already at the scene of action. Where were Carapace and Capricorn?

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Marc's POV

The alert had him rigid. What should he do? How should he get out of here?

'What's wrong?' Asked Rutger.

'I . . . ' How was he ought to answer?

'Take your phone, if that's it.'

'It's . . . ' The building shook.

'What was that?' Asked Rutger?

'Akuma.' He saw Carapace run through the hallways, ushering people into rooms. 'I think Carapace wants us in the classrooms, you go ahead, I've got to get to a loo, haven't gone since 6.15 AM.' Said he, cringing at his horrendous excuse, but speed-walking to the loos anyways.

'Marc, what are you doing? You're supposed to be in a classroom!'

'I've really got to go to the loos.'

'Sure, but make sure you're in a classroom as soon as you're finished there.' Carapace moved on, waving other people into the classrooms. Glancing back, Marc saw Rutger look at him worriedly. In the loos, he entered a stall. He hadn't seen any way of getting out other than the door. What was he to do? Ziggy flew out of his backpack.

'Great save, Marc. But why are you still not transformed?'

'I don't know how to get out of the loos without breaking my cover.'

'Don't worry, people won't notice. They're mostly in the classrooms anyway.'

'I hope you're right.' Said Marc, taking a deep breath before continuing. 'Ziggy, let's ram.' In a swath of colour he transformed. Confidence overtook him once more, he knew he could do anything in his hero form.

He swiftly left the loos, thankful that Carapace had got everyone into the classrooms. Rushing into one of the classrooms in the C-wing, where he hoped he could quit the building via a window, so he was directly in the fight. The only problem was, he ran into the classroom where no one had as of yet realised they needed to lie down on the ground under the tables.

'Get under the tables!' He screamed, as he saw a shadow move towards the window. His heart started beating out of control, but he went forwards, to the window. Just as it broke, he stuck his stick forward and shouted: 'Pacifism!' He felt something crash against the stick, tumbling with him to the ground.

Entangled with the akumatised person, Marc put his arms and legs around them in the hopes of keeping them to the ground. They lay there, struggling for a while until, at long last, Ladybug and co came in. But before that, he heard phones clicking as photos were made. The person was de-evilised quickly, and returned to normal. Marc lay there, keeping a strangle hold on the person.

'Capricorn, can you release him?' At Ladybug's words, he released the man, he felt heat fly to his face.

'Pounded!' Said they, bumping fists.

'I, uhm . . . I've got to go.' Said Marc.

'So do I.' Came Chat Noir's voice.

'I think we've all got to go.' Said Wasp Queen. They all went away quickly, Ladybug went last, because she still had to repair everything. In the loos, Marc de-transformed.

'That went better than I'd imagined.' Said he quietly, sitting down to get his heartbeat under control again.

'That's only because you thought it'd turn out far worse.'

'That's the definition of things going better than expected.'

'I know, but you're too pessimistic. You should look on the bright side of life!'

'What, that I'm going to share a house with someone I barely know? That I'm not going to see my boyfriend everyday?' It felt weird, calling Nathaniel his boyfriend.

'Again, you're being pessimistic.'

'I'm just being realistic.'

'But you could be making huge friends! Come on, give it a chance!'

'If you tell me to.'

'Marc? Are you in here?' Asked Rutger.

'Yeah.' Answered he, putting a finger to Ziggy's lips, who got an outraged expression.

'Okay, do you think it'll take you a while? Or . . . '

'No, no, I'm practically done.' He said, continuing more softly, so that only Ziggy could hear. 'We'll finish this conversation later. Now get back in my bag.' Ziggy went back in, and Marc went out. 'Sorry for taking so long.' Said he as he was washing his hands.

'Don't, I was just worried you'd been hurt or something.'

They left the loos to continue their 'mission', though when he looked at the mission paper, he saw it was more of a fetch-quest.

'I think I know the answer to the first question.' Said Marc as they were walking down the B2.

(A/n: 945 words; so uhm, I wrote a little too much last night. Idk, I just felt like writing something and this was the first thing I found in my pile of stuffs, so ig you've got luck if you're reading this. Have fun being you.)