Miraculous Ladybug: Civil War

Chapter Seven: In Which A Teacher Gives No Bothers

*A/N- wowie it's been a while. Sorry >.< And it's like 100 words shorter than the others but I got where I wanted to faster. Oops. Enjoy, and there might be another chapter up sooner that you'd expect! *wonk**

Phoebe Morel really needed to use the bathroom.

Like, really bad.

Not because of the reasons one would assume when the word "bathroom" is invoked, but because her crush just had to wear his hair like that- not to mention, he even laughed at one of her jokes.

No, she had to use the bathroom to cool her face off and center herself. But after seeing her friend run in almost as red as Phoebe herself was, she decided she would let the slight flush die down by itself.

Adreanna, flushed from obviously sprinting to school to be on time- even though it wasn't needed, their teacher really didn't care as long as you showed up- plopped into her seat next to Phoebe, who offered the other girl her water bottle with a grin.

The brunette accepted, her hands shaking a bit, and began drinking as Phoebe turned to face the teacher, who was currently writing on the board.

"Bonjour, bonjour mes amies, now shut up and listen," Mr. Kapitunik greeted them as per usual- mischievous grin on his face, his joking tone letting them know he meant no foul. The class took under a minute to quiet.

"Ah, a new record," he muttered, mainly to himself, but still loud enough to be heard, eliciting various bouts of giggling and laughter from the amused children. "Anyway, the school is upset with me for not making you kiddos work together as much as the other classes, so I have to change that."

"Were you supposed to tell us that?"Damien, aka Phoebe's crush, asked.

"Nope," he replied before continuing. "So some rules for partners so you guys actually listen to the project details instead of scheming about how awesome your project will be because you're working with a friend- you have to work with someone you don't talk to on a regular basis."

"Define regular basis," Nikolai, Damien's table mate asked this time.

"More than just saying "hi", "bye", "sorry", and "fuck off". Yes I did hear what you said earlier Cheyenne, and I would just like to say well done."

"Wait what?" Annika asked, zoning in as she looked up from her notebook.

"School rules are no swearing. My rules are swear if necessary, and the way that kid from the other class was pestering her about her hair covering her face made it perfectly acceptable." Mr. K explained.

"Oh fuck yes!" Zander called from the back of the room.

"Not necessary. Moving on," he paused as laughter rang through the class once more, "this project that I've pulled out of...unsavory places also has to be related to the heroes that are now consuming the city. Honestly, I've had enough of doing school stuff about them since we're living it, but they wanted it this way so we have to do it."

Unbeknownst to the teacher and each other, the students collectively thought "you have no idea", each believing themselves to be the only hero in the class.

"Anyway, after you choose your partner, you two decide what you will do on that topic and-" Mr. K was interrupted by a loud thud at the door, followed by laughter.

"Do you see what I'm talking about?!?" He exclaimed, pointing at the door as shouting of a familiar hero taunted the villain from inside the school to out. They now had a clear view- it was Chat Noir, who obviously had no time for the villain's rant. 

"At least we have a good view," the teacher huffed. Phoebe glanced over her shoulder to the door- it was bent inwards a bit, effectively keeping the door closed and everyone locked in. She couldn't help but wonder if Chat Noir did it to keep them safe.

Turning back just in time to see Ladybug appear and purify the akuma that Chat had found, she noticed they were...talking. And calmly, at it.

"Okay, this has to be good," Mr. K said, moving over to the window and opening it so their voices reached the classroom.

"So we're at a stalemate again," Chat was saying.

"Again?" The female superhero asked, hand now on her hip.

"Well, I was beginning to think that since you had more people with you that I was wrong, but since the same amount think we're right in our own ways, we're back to where we were before."

"Oh my god, what even is this to you? A game?" She asked in an exasperated manner at how offhandedly he was speaking.

"No, I just need you to see you were completely and utterly wrong." The blond replied calmly.

"I was rude, but not completely wrong!" She justified.

"You were way out of line!" He shot back.

"Well sorry I'm not like you!" Ladybug spat.

"And what exactly do you mean by that?" 

"I don't like it when people talk shit about me or you or anyone I care about!" The bluenette replied.

"And here I thought you didn't care, Bugaboo," he teased.

"Don't call me that," she replied harshly.

"Why not? You used to not care if I did or not," Chat reminded her.

"Yeah. Used to. Back when we were partners," Ladybug responded coldly.

"Just kiss and make up already, god damnit!" Mr. Kapitunik called out, fed up with their bickering, and also not liking where it might lead. Slamming the window and leaving the two heroes stunned, he went back to the front of the room.

"Now, where were we?"