This story is about D.E.A.R. aka Dalia Esther Annika Rodriguez, a famous self-made designer and pastry chef, has come to François Dupont High as a new student. She has her slight snobby ways and a 'I don't really care' attitude at times but as Lady...
"Welcome, I am Nadja Chamack and once again, Lady Crimson and Cat Noir have saved Paris from Hawkmoth's evil clutches. Jean Duparc was akumatized into the very menacing Magician of Misfortune, threatening to make the Eiffel Tower vanish in a puff of smoke", Nadja reported.
Lady Crimson and Cat Noir fist-bumped, waved hi to the camera and then swung off. With the heroine, she swung towards a nearby subway since her earrings were beeping, indicating that she was about to detransform. When she detransformed, Tikki was released from the earrings but wasn't looking so good.
"Achoo!", Tikki sneezed.
"Are you ok, Tikki?", Dalia asked the kwami.
"I need a doctor, Dali", she answered weakly as she dropped into the girl's hands.
"Got it but what doctor can heal you? Nobody can know who you are", the ravenette said concerningly.
"I know a healer. I'll tell you where to go", Tikki replied while shivering.
"Alright but what am I to tell him? What if he asks questions about you?", Dalia inquired. Seeing her kwami shiver in her hands, the girl placed her in her satchel, carefully and wrapped Tikki in a shirt she had for a change of clothes.
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"Combustion is a high-temperature exothermic redox chemical reaction between a fuel and an oxidant. Usually atmospheric oxygen...", Mme. Mendeleiev said as she taught her class.
Meanwhile, someone wasn't listening in to the lesson and that was Rose, who was listening to the news broadcast about Prince Ali.
"Today, Prince Ali, heir to the throne of the kingdom of Achu will do the honors during his official Parisian visit by hosting a toy fundraiser for the sick children at the Paris City Children's Hospital", Nadja reported which was playing on Rose's phone.
"He's just so gorgeous and with a heart of gold!", Rose sobbed with as she wiped her tears. "Oh! You know what? I'm gonna write him a letter professing my complete adoration and utmost respect!"
"Waaa!", Marinette exclaimed as she stumbled and tripped into the classroom and then landed in front of Mme. Mendeleiev's desk.
"Ah, Marinette. What excuse do you have for us this time? Accidentally locked yourself in the bathroom again?", the teacher asked sarcastically.
"Must be, Mme. Mendeleiev but that can't be the problem every single time. Unless she truly is a scatterbrain", Dalia commented with a slight sneer at the bluenette. The class giggled at her remark while Marinette fumed on the inside.
"Thank you for your opinion, Dalia and as for you, Ms. Dupain-Cheng, take your seat and please on time for next time or else you'll receive detention for a week", Mme. Mendeleiev sternly answered.
Suddenly a whiff of perfume caught her nose. She knew whose perfume it was...Rose's own.
"Thank you, Rose. But I don't think our classroom needs extra refreshing today", the teacher said as she walked up to the blonde, petite girl.
