The Miraculous Adventures of Marinette and Adrien

3

As soon as I push Alya out of my house, because her family kept calling her to come home, I slide into a bar stool, and rest my chin against my knuckle.
Adrien. I think to myself blissfully.
"Marinette!" I hear a muffled noise in my purse before it pops open.
I laugh, "Sorry, Tikki!"
"What's up? How did it go? I could barely hear you through all of that... Purse!"
I smile widely, "Great! I didn't stumble once!"
Tikki raises her eyebrow. "Marinette, you were texting."
"I know... But still..." I say, while walking towards the couch, Tikki floating close behind.
I flip on the tv, an immediately noise fills up the room
"-WHERE IS LADYBUG?!"
I jump up from the couch, a look of horror on my face.
"Oh no! Tikki while I was texting Adrien, I left Chat to defend the city!"
"Well c'mon then, let's hurry up!"
"Tikki! Spots on!" I yell, as she slips into my earrings, and clothes my body in a tight, red, spandex suit.
I slam open the door, and run into the street, throwing my yoyo at the nearest street light, and pull myself up, swinging into the air.
I land on a house, and scan the area. I flip open the yoyo, and it plays the live news feed.
"-Chat Noir fending off an evil man named the Baconater. But, it's only a matter of time before he runs out of time... Ladybug, we need you!"
"C'mon, c'mon where are you, Chat?"
Just as I glance up toward the Eiffel Tower, a huge Bacon monster climbs up the metal structure, chasing a small black dot.
"Gotcha!" I say, slinging my yoyo towards another light pole, and jumping off the building, swinging through the air like a spider.
Soon, I'm at the base of the Eiffel Tower, gazing up into the sky, trying to find some sight of Chat Noir. All I see is the giant bacon monster screeching.
"IF I CANNOT HAVE PERFECTLY COOKED BACON, THEN NO ONE CAN!"
All of a sudden, a vacuum noise occurs, and a load of tiny flying meat swarms around the giant Bacon Monster.
"He can summon bacon?" I ask in awe to myself.
Then I shake my head, and sprint towards the super villain.
I wouldn't even know where to start looking for the Akuma...
Right then, a cat's meow screeches through the air as Char Noir hurtles towards the ground.
"Chat!" I scream, then pivot, turn, and scale the nearest building, and throw my yoyo at his falling figure.
It wraps around his hand, and I pull him towards me, just as his staff extends, and he pole vaults onto all fours, shaking the yoyo off of himself.
He glances up at me, and gives me a cheeky grin.
I climb down the building and land beside him.
"My Lady," he says, still grinning, standing up and shaking dust off his suit.
"Sorry I got here so late... I was... Busy."
"Well, don't worry, you're not the only one. I was also... Distracted. Any idea where his Akuma could be?"
"You know more than me. I don't even know what he looks like."
"Uh... That. Duck!"
Chat says as he shoves me over to the side. We both roll to a stop as the car the giant bacon monster threw crunches on the pavement next to us. With Chat Noir on top of me, grinning cheekily, and scratching the back if his neck.
"The monster is The Baconater?" I say, from at him, while also crawling out from underneath him.
"Yup," he nods, then changes his transfixed gaze on The Baconater.
"That's a bit more creative than I'm used to..." I admit.
"He's covered in bacon, so even if we knew what his Akuma was, we wouldn't be able to reach it."
"Maybe you could use your Cataclysm?" I suggest.
"I don't want to hurt him... But I guess I can try..." He waves his hand in front of his face, then clenches his fist by his side.
"Be right back... My Lady." He says while sprinting towards the monster.
I follow for a bit, until I'm about a bus's length away from the scene. Hopefully this will work.
The Baconater was focused on a bacon vendor right now though, so he wouldn't notice when Chat sliced through his bacon.
"How do you get your bacon so crisp?" He asks the man.
"TAKE IT ALL, PLEASE, JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" The man was screeching.
"No! I don't want to hurt you, it's just my mom made terrible bacon growing up, so I-"
Before he could finish, Chat sliced through The Baconater's leg, and soon, the bacon was eroding all along his body.
"It's working!" Chat smiles at me, excitedly, but not before The Baconater kicks him with his other leg, and Bacon floods into the streets. But I don't notice the bacon, only Chat's flailing body flying through the air.
He must have been unconscious.
I had to make a decision. Go to Chat, or break The Baconater's Akuma, one that I could see clearly from here. A burnt spatula.
I make the split decision to run to the Baconater.
I snatch his spatula, and break it in half, the black butterfly flying out of it.
"Oh no you don't." I growl, as I catch it in my yoyo, and cleanse it.
"Bye, bye, butterfly." I whisper.
I drop the broken spatula pieces, and run to Chat Noir.