Miracuception (AKA How a School Movie Time reveals EVERYTHING!)

Mr. Pigeon

Mr. Damocles: You only have one day to work on your fashion piece, and it must be your own design. In ten hours your fittest presentation will be judged by none other than the great fashion designer Gabriel Agreste, the father of our very own student Adrien Agreste. In fact, Adrien will model the winning design in his next photoshoot. And now, to announce this year's theme: derby hats.

"Wait a minute, this is, isn't this much later?"

"Oh yeah, Marinette didn't you win this one?"

"Umm yeah." She said, looking at Adrien, who seemed to make a face at the screen. She couldn't help but wonder what was the reason behind that.

Marinette: Derby hats? (Chloé looks at them and makes a thumb down motion.)

Marinette: Derby hat, derby hat, derby hat, derby hat...! I don't have any derby hat designs. I've got top hats, caps, even two-horned hats! Need a beret? I'm your girl. A sombrero? No problem-o. But a derby! You know what? It won't even matter, 'cause I'm probably going to make a total fool of myself at the event. Most likely trip over my stupid derby and collapse on Mr. Agreste; give him a full-blown concussion and Adrien will hate me! I'll never be a world-renowned fashion designer. MY LIFE IS OVER!
Alya: All this over a derby hat? Let me see your sketchpad, girl. There must be something in here.
Marinette: Forget it, I'm a disaster zone. I'll probably mess everything up in the end.

Adrien laughed, "Do you always overthink things through? You are amazing! Didn't I tell you that before as well?"

(Adrien walks over.)

Adrien: Wow, Alya, (Marinette panics and hides behind the bench) those are some awesome designs. I didn't know you had such mad skills.

"Exactly past Adrien, present Adrien still stands by it."

"Uh dude, please stop talking in third person, it is kind of freaking me out."

Alya: Uh, thanks Adrien, but I can't take the credit. These sick designs belong to Marinette. (Marinette gives a weak, embarrassed wave.) Off the chain, right?
Adrien: You're super talented, Marinette. You seriously have a good chance of winning.
Marinette: Well, um, yeah! I... like-- um, designs that-- um, (Alya makes motions to Marinette, who tries to interpret them) go upwards... while stopping... I mean, uh-- thanks?
Adrien: Sure, and uh-- good luck. Maybe I'll be wearing your derby at father's next photoshoot. (Adrien leaves.)

"Called it!"

Alya: Girl, you gotta get a grip next time. But did you hear? Adrien thinks you're good enough to win! (They cheer.)
Sabrina: Did you hear how impressed Adrien was with Marinette's desi--
Chloé: Of course I heard! Her? Win the contest? As if. When Adrien sees my design he'll convince his father to award me the winner.
Sabrina: I'm sure he will, Chloé. You're a born champion. Your design will blow everyone else's out of the water.
Chloé: Yeah, it will. As soon as I can get my hands on the sketchpad.
Alya: (back at the bench; checking her phone) Only have nine hours until show time.
Marinette: Yikes! I'm off to my secret garden of inspiration. I'll see you later. (She runs into a wall.) AH! I'm okay. I'm okay, I'm okay. (Alya chuckles.)

Scene: Hawk Moth's lair. Hawk Moth talks to himself as his window opens.
Hawk Moth: The time has come for us to find our next victim, my wicked little akumas. And to prey upon Ladybug and Cat Noir. Their Miraculouses must be mine!

"Not cool dude. Why are we able to see this? This hasn't even occured in front of you!"

Marinette couldn't help but shrug. It made no sense but at the same time it did. "It makes sense in a way, it shows various connecting events, thereby showing how one action lead to another...it is what the revealer wanted to show- the truth behind various events."