Lots of people have these, and as I read them I manifest my own twists on them. Many are based on other people's works, which I will cite when necessary.
In the top 2% of miraculous and top 1% of adrinette as of May 16, 2018.
A/n - Inspired by the madness of Google Translate.
Adrien sighed as he leaned his head against the headrest in the back of the family limo. This had been an eventful week, and not in the exciting way that leaves you charged and seeking further adventure. It was the kind that left you with a gash on your thigh, a fractured toe, and the knowledge that other people had it worse than you did.
Right now he was on his way to see an injured friend in the hospital, and what tore at him was the thought that she shouldn't be injured in the first place. She wouldn't be if he were better at his job. He thought back to the akuma battle from several days ago.
"I am Cinematic!" a little boy had screamed. "I wanted to watch Minions, but my stupid sister wanted Barbie: Dolphin Magic. Guess which one we went to see." He went around firing his toy fart gun - made effective by the akuma inside. Every person that inhaled the gas became small, round, and yellow. "If I can't see them on the big screen, I'll have to turn all of you into minions instead."
What had first appeared to be a fairly simple battle became more difficult as the akuma's minions amassed in greater number. They were everywhere. Three of them broke into a car, and stacking themselves one upon the head of another, cooperatively tried to run down Ladybug. She'd gotten away - that time.
The yellow swarm had chased Ladybug and Chat Noir into the Grand Paris Hotel, in which they cornered the heroes on a large balcony. It was then that Ladybug decided the time had come to summon her lucky charm.
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"A banana?" she had asked. Every time she thought she had won a battle with the most creative weapon her arsenal could throw at her, it taught her to think all over again.
It had been over the moment one of her adversaries caught sight of what she was holding. "Banana!" it had screamed, pointing a fat, stubby finger toward the lucky charm. Minions poured out onto the balcony; some parachuted off of the roof of the hotel. They may have been small, but those things added up; the balcony had been unable to support their combined weight.
In their last moments of stability, Ladybug had snatched the fart gun away from Cinematic. She had broken it, releasing a cloud of foul smelling gas as well as the purple insect she was looking for. "No more evil doing for you, little akuma." She had snapped the creature up in her yo-yo, transforming it into its harmless form. "Bye bye, little butterfly."
'CRACK!' That's when the balcony split from the building. Just a second later and Ladybug would have been able to repair all the damage by tossing her lucky charm, but that was a second they did not have. In the seconds it took them to reach the ground, Ladybug, Chat Noir, Cinematic, and hundreds of minions had all returned to their civilian forms. The fact that no one died that day was miraculous; most everyone's fall was broken by another fleshy body, but the people who had the misfortune to hit the ground first were in critical condition.
