Miraculous Reveals and More (A collection of One-Shots)

Class Dismissed: Part 1 (1259 words)

"....And that's why I think every classroom should be tended by hairdressers." Chloe concludes her presentation with a toss of her ponytail and a final gesture to Sabrina's nappy hair next to her.

A weak clap sounds from the rest of the class. "Thank you Chloe and Sabrina for presenting your, very, persuasive essay." Miss Bustier gestures for them to return to their seats. "Up next, we have Marinette and Alya."

Marinette's tapping foot freezes in place, her hands grasping her notecards a bit tighter. Alya nudges her as she stands up and makes her way to the front of the class; Marinette follows.

She takes deep breaths as Miss Bustier gives the 'okay', leading Alya to start their introduction, as rehearsed. "I'm Alya Cesaire,"

"And I'm Marinette Dupain-Cheng." she states, trying to focus her eyes around the room, but can't escape Adrien sitting, attentive, right in front of her. She smiles to herself. Ever since she and Adrien found out each other's identities as Ladybug and Chat Noir, Adrien's presence no longer caused her to become a ball of nerves, it was quite the opposite now. His silent support was all she needed.

"And we're here to talk about the real problem facing our school," Alya continues, accompanied by an eye roll from Chloe.

Marinette clears her throat slightly and takes too shallow of a breath, "The-" the room shakes, cutting her off with a low rumble.

"Earthquake!" Someone yells as everyone grips their seat; Alya and Marinette falling back against the Miss Bustier's desk for support.

An orange haze descends all around them along the walls. "I don't think this is an earthquake." Marinette said just loud enough for Alya to hear, but her eyes immediately shot to Adrien, meeting his own knowing gaze.

"Ahahaha!" a laugh echoes through the school. "Now everyone will know the power of Mister-Lock!" the voice continues before returning to a maniacal laugh.

The rumbling stops and Adrien runs to the door, pulling on the handle. "It won't move!" he exclaims, still trying to force it open.

"The windows won't open either!" Mylene cries as Ivan struggles to pry open one of the windows.

Marinette's eyes dart around the room, "Uh, there has to be a way out!" she says in vain as she watches almost everyone in the room frantically fighting with any possible exit.

Adrien clears his throat, calling Marinette over. They take to a corner of the room, "There's-"

"-Nowhere to transform," Marinette cuts him off, "and the only way out of here is either with Lucky Charm or Cataclysm, probably, hopefully." She sighs, "What are we going to do? Even if we somehow transformed without people noticing, they won't believe that Chat and Ladybug-"

"I know." He rests a hand on her shoulder in attempt to calm her. "I...don't know if there's a way around it," his eyes close and he takes a deep breath.

"Tikki?" Marinette calls softly to her Kwami. She pokes her head out of her purse. "There's not really a way around this time." Her voice strains at the end, almost unable to admit it.

Tikki sighs, "This was bound to happen" she says in a small voice "We'll just have to... hope for the best. Otherwise, this could be the end of Ladybug and Chat Noir."

By this time, the rest of the class has given up at opening the windows or door and gathered in the center of the room. Some pairs of eyes stray towards Marinette and Adrien talking closely in the corner of the room; one set belonged to Chloe. "Adrien! Come over here with me instead of Marinette." any stray eyes find their way to Adrien and Marinette in the corner.

Miss Bustier, ignoring Chloe's comment, waves them over "Come in more, away from the walls."

They hesitate a moment too long, exchanging a quick glance. "We... can't..." Marinette says quietly, taking a half step backwards. Her hand automatically moves to her purse containing her Kwami.

"What do you mean exactly?" Chloe pipes up, accusingly.

Adrien steps forward, "If we want to get out of here you're gonna have to listen to... listen to... me." His thumb rubs against his ring anxiously.

He steps in front of Marinette, gently clamping her hand over her purse behind him. "To get us out, you all have to promise to keep a secret. There are no exceptions, this stays in this room" he eyes the crowd of classmates, most taken aback by this outburst from the normally quiet student. "Do you all promise to keep what's about to happen a secret?" They nod, unsure of what was in store for them.

"Adrien," Marinette quietly calls, not wanting him to do this alone. He squeezes her hand on her purse reassuringly.

"Alright?" He calls to the class. They nod, a little less tentatively, giving into his leading role. He takes a deep breath, bracing for what might happen next. He steps forward, away from Marinette, letting her go. "Remember, you all promised...Plagg, Transform Me!" A familiar flash of green runs over his body, leaving the black suit in its place. Mask and all, he stands before his class; it wasn't long before he gets a response.

A collective gasp comes over them, they turn towards each other for confirmation that what happened before them really happened. A squeal shatters the room. Chloe runs towards Chat and wraps her arms around his neck, "I knew it, I totally knew it! Of course Paris's cutest super hero would be Paris's cutest model," she kisses him on the cheek right as he manages to break her hold on him.

He clears his throat, "I really need for this to stay a secret. I don't want to put any of you in danger for knowing and I really don't want this to affect anything at all. If word gets out that I'm Chat... I may have to give up my powers." He says, looking off to the side; Marinette is still standing behind him.

Alya steps forward, "Adrien, I promise to never tell a soul" her face humbled by the realization. More audible 'I promise's come from the crowd.

"Oh, don't worry Chat, I mean Adrien, your secret is safe with me" she takes his hand in hers, "You can even tell me who Ladybug is, I won't tell anyone." She smiles hopefully. Everyone else seems to perk up, listening.

Chat hesitates, resisting the automatic reflex of turning back towards Marinette. "N-no, I actually don't know her true identity either." He shakes Chloe loose again. "I'm gonna get you guys out now, and then I can stop Mister-Lock." He walks over to the door, the class parting around him "Cataclysm!" He cries before touching the door with his hand cloaked in darkness. The door turns to ash at his touch, disintegrating. "Now, try to get to safety, this will all be over soon."

They file out into the hall, Chloe lingering until Chat ushers her along, leaving just him and Marinette.

"You didn't have to do it alone." She says, brushing his hair back from his eyes.

He chuckles, "I know; but, I think protecting the identity of Paris's superheroine is pretty sacred. I wouldn't ask you to unless we had to, and we didn't" he smirks.

She smiles warmly, "Thanks" she transforms into Ladybug in a flash of red, "Now, I think we have an Akuma to catch." She runs out of the room ahead of him.

His smile falters as he runs after her.