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This takes place when the akuma class goes on a class trip but due to a slight miscalculation they end up in GOTHAM of all places.

In this AU the entire class knows that Marinette and Adrien are Ladybug and Chat Noir. Marinette and Adrien figured out who the other was in Shanghai but decided to stay JUST friends. Lila is working as a double agent for the class after she started to view Miss Bustier as a mother figure.

After Lila revealed that she has a lying problem due to neglection and was working with Hawkmoth, a class fight broke out and fingers were pointed. It had continued ‘til Miss Bustier put her foot down and congratulated her for being brave enough to tell them. To help Lila with her lying problem, Miss Bustier assigned Marinette, Adrien, and Max as her Life Coach’s and Counselor. Max and Adrien are assigned as Lila Life Coaches.

When Lila revealed her lying problem. Max did extensive research on how to tell signs that someone is lying, and installed a lie detector in Markov, making him an expert at telling the difference between what is a lie/truth. Making him one of the best students to help Lila with her problem.

Adrien has this calming aura that makes people safe and want to open up to him. Since he is also a model, spotting liars has been second nature to him. Adrien is both Lila’s Life Coach and one of the schools anger management teachers.

Marinette became Lila’s Life Counselor to help her lie less. She is also the other reason why Adrien is Lila’s othe coach. Since Marinette doesn’t have a handle on her emotions as Marinette. Adrien helps her with her emotions by having them directed to another source.

Miss Bustier was the first person to figure out Ladybug and Chat Noir were because she’s not blind, unlike a certain cat. The rest found out a few episodes after the Shanghai arc.

In this AU, Miss Bustier is an Army Veteran that became a temporary therapist for veterans, for ALL races when she discovered how sh*tty her therapist was to clients that are not white. Then worked as a rehabilitation teacher in Arkham. Before becoming a teacher with a part time job as  psychiatrist.

As akuma’s become more frequent and dangerous Miss Bustier decided to teach the class how to hide in high or low places. While effectively building up their endurance and stamina. (She also made sure to feed them.) As a test, Miss Bustier picked a random location in Paris (as they were testing their 'skills' in school) to do her test. This test then became a favorite of the akuma class called the Akuma Heist. The rules are simple. Whoever is the akuma will have a butterfly clip that is put on their persona by themselves or Miss Bustier, the akumatized person will have a weapon/item of their choice to represent their power. Like an akumatized person, they have an objective or hostage. Their objective is to find their class and make them either their hostage, by throwing the beanbag, or their minion, by throwing a beanball, to get the others. Those that have not become a minion or hostage, have to hide and move every 2 minutes. There can be more than one akuma but the limit is 4 .

The class loves to play this game so much that sometimes they would accidentally drag other people in. After the akuma class played Akuma Heist for the first few times, a new rule was added.

Whenever the class plays their game either Miss Bustier or the new gym teacher (Su-Han(bald guardian that can now control his anger issues)) will have to supervise them.

Also Adrien and Chole started to see Miss Bustier as family as well.

The story begins 10 days before they go on their trip.

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“Class!” Su-Han shouted out to them, “It’s time to play that nonsense game of yours.”

The class started cheering as their favorite pastime was mentioned. Setting up a map of Paris, France. Su-Han pulled out a dart and a blind fold from his sleeve.

“Now, which one of you immature brats picks the unfortunate place to do your wrong doings?”

Standing up, Max pushes up his glasses and scrolls through his tablet. “To my calculations it is 100% Marinette Dupen-Cheng's turn and after her is Adrien Agreste.”

“Much acknowledged, child of the internet.”

“I’m here! I’m here!” Marinette comes running into the school, trips over her own feet, and slams straight into the board. Picking herself up and runs next to Su-Han as if she didn’t just embarrass herself.

Sighing, mentally or physically, Su-Han thought out loud, “Sometimes I wonder how Paris didn’t fall under ruins by now.”

Twisting her body cutely, “Because I know how to solve problems quickly.” Marinette ends with a, nervous, laugh that is followed by the rest of the class.

Rolling his eyes, Su-Han places the dart and blind fold in her hands. “Child Menace it’s your turn to pick the unfortunate place to rain tairrer down.”

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Timeskip

“Class, can you please explain to me why I got a call from the hospital saying that my class had run over my ex-fiance with a bus?” asked a very confused Bustier who wanted some clarification.

Standing up with pride; Marinette, Adrien, Chole, and Lila looked at Miss Bustier, with a smirk on their faces. “Well we were on our way to play our game,” Marinette had begun. “When we saw a piece of trash,” Choles smirk grew more devious bringing a shiver down some spines as she added on. “And decided to discard the world of said trash,” Adrien innocently adds. “So, to put in a short version, Maman,” Lila said, showing a very innocent smile but to those that know her knows that this is a smile that says 'I-am-looking-down-on-someone-not-you’. The class jumped out of their seats, half of the class exclaimed “We took a left turn” while the other half finished with “swerve we took a right.”

Flabbergasted, Bustier tried to comprehend what was going on when Su-Han placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. “Don’t worry 姐姐(sister),” the tone of his voice calming her down before a feeling of dread creeped in, “we made it look like an accident so we’re not getting sued and Risk Taker(Alya) has video proof.”

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Chapter 2

A week before the class “takes-out the trash”.....

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On a Saturday morning two people are seen in a clinic with matching engagement rings on necklaces, waiting for their test results.

“Congratulations, Mlle. Caline Bustier and Monsieur Conard Tête de bite , you are expecting!” As those words came out of the doctor’s mouth, Caline Bustier could not have been happier. The same could not be said for Conard. As Bustier beamed with happiness, Conard stood at the other side of the room with a look of disbelief.

Mlle Bustier excitement settled down as she noticed her fiancee was not sharing his enthusiasm.

“Con are you alright, you haven’t said a word since we got here.” Confusion and concern became evident on her face because she thought her fiance would be overjoyed with the news as he always raved about wanting kids. But was only met with silence.

Sensing that the conversation was going to be personal the doctor excused himself.

“Don’t ‘Con’ me, how could you?!” His answer only made her more confused.

“What do you mean, Conard?”

“You know what I mean Caline,” Conard looks at her with a mixture of betrayal and rage, “don’t act dumb!”

Not being used to Conard calling her by her name like that, she could only stare at him with shock before answering.

“I’m not playing dumb Con,” she walks up behind him with conerned, “I really don’t know why you are acting this way, are you okay Conard?” and puts a hand on his right shoulder.

This action proved to be the wrong choice as he slapped her in the face with enough force that she almost hit the floor, if she had not caught herself in time.

Feeling a sting on her left cheek, she placed her right hand on her cheek and saw that it was bleeding. With tears in her eyes, Caline looks at Conard with disbelief, abit of fear, but most importantly she was pissed .

Standing back up, Caline glares at Conard rage. “What the hell was that for, Conard?!” raising her voice at him.

“What was that for?” his voice filling with rage, as if he’s the one that should be angry, and turns to face her. “What was IT FOR?!” Practically hollering in her face. “YOU DESERVE WAY MORE THAN THAT YOU CHEATING, LIEING, B$%CH?!” Jabbing his pointer finger into her shoulder before he went to slap her again on the last word.

Caline, being an army vet and started working-out again a week after the first attack, easily caught his wrist. She then grabs Conards shoulder, turns her body, and slams him onto the clinic bed behind her.

Staring right into his disbelieving eyes. Caline calmly states, “First of all this is a clinic so lower the tone down a notch,” as if she was talking to a child. “Second of all,” never breaking eye contact, “what do you mean I’m cheating on you , the LOVE OF MY LIFE might I add?”

Even though he felt a terrible pain in his back, Conard still sat up to sass Caline. “I don’t, maybe it’s because of this “platonic” brother and children I’ve heard nothing about for THE PAST TWO MONTHS WE’VE BEEN ENGAGED!!” Absolutely irritated with Caline.

Though Caline wanted to so badly beat the–knock some sense into him, she controlled her physical self from assaulting her fiance.

“Well if you weren’t so immersed in your work then maybe you would have heard me tell you that I have people in my life that I think of family,” raising her voice again to try and get it through his head, “maybe if you listened to me for the passed year you would have known that Brother Su-Han lives in my apartment with me and is now on his way to getting his own place! And that the children are my own students that see me as a mother figure!”

Again, as though he was the one that should be angry, Conard started screeching again. “MAYBE IF YOU LET ME MEET YOUR FAMILY THEN NONE OF THIS WOULD HAPPEN,” he says this as if he was- “I am not the one at fault here, you are because of your own pride.” With that said, Conard walks to the door with a limp. Only stopped at the door when he heard Calines voice.

“You are really stupid,” she uttered in a low voice. Not moving from her spot when Conard graded her arm.

“What did you say to me you b%&ch?” glowering at her only to be met with silence. When Caline didn’t answer, he tightened his grip to try and bruise her. Only for Caline to grab both of his hands and look at him with, fake, concern.

“Oh darling, why didn’t you tell me about your condition? I-I mean I knew your brain was fried and that you need a new pair of glasses to see the calendar because we've been engaged for three years and stayed in separate apartments upon your request and often forget the meetings with Brother Su-Han that you set up saying that you were free that day only to ditch them for work . Although I can forgive you for forgetting that my entire family passed away when I was 10 years old and rarely been there to help me get through the day because you work so hard .” Caline stared at him with so much concern that it actually looked sincere.

“Why didn’t you tell me that you were also deaf?” putting a comforting hand on his shoulder. “Don’t worry dear,” concern still in her eyes, “I’ll get you a hearing aid so you can understand all of our past conversations and a translator to spell Each. And. Every. Letter. out for you.” Caline then wrapped her hands behind Conard’s neck and took his necklace off of his frozen body. She then slid off her family ring and dropped the necklace on the bed.

“I don’t think you’ll be needing this for a long time, my dear .” With that said and done, Caline walked out the room only to be met with her doctor, brother, and Lila. All of which tried to contain, or in Lila’s case not contain , their laughter.

If you are wondering where Hawkmoth was in all of this, we have to go back when the argument started.

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“Oh my, such feelings of betrayal and anguish.” The dark purple villain stated with glee only for it to morph into concern as  the energy was coming from a clinic that pregnant people often visit.

Yes, the man that akumatized everything does not make pregnant people an akuma.

“Go my little akuma and wait for my command.”

Feeling like there would be a good show where his akuma was heading, he had Natalie bring in a small t.v. and a couch. Hawkmoth then put an akuma in the t.v. and here is how the rest of it went.

“He did not just slap a pregnant person!”

*Caline catching the second slap*

“Natalie play the song, PLAY THE SONG!!”

“On it sir”

“Oh, that’s got to hurt.”

“He’s digging a grave for himself”

“It’s not a grave sir because he’s already in hell”

“Go off my son’s teacher!!”

“Her name is Mlle Caline Bustier.”

“Did she just-”

“Yes”

“And he-”

“Yes”

“puf-......hahahahahaAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

“Akuma’s come back, I’m not going to akumatized anyone today. Ladybug and Chat Noir, you are lucky that I’m in a good mood today.” After that declaration, the rest of Pairs was on edge for the day but was happy to have a day free of akuma’s. Until a certain class decided to play their game in the afternoon.

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Chapter 3

The aftermath

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          “...and that student’s is how you effectively dislocate someone's head while making sure to keep them alive and painful as possible.” Su-Han proudly stated as if he though didn’t just teach a bunch of teenagers how to effectively dislocate and catastrophize someone. But before Su-han could get to the next lesson, he was interrupted by someone saying that if he didn’t let them in they would kick down the door (property damage be damned) and pour acid all over his caterpillar eyebrows (making the students cover their mouths so they won’t get in trouble with the P.E. teacher for laughing) and take his cain the next time they meet. With a quick reminder to the students if they were going for the head, they would feel movement under the skin and warned them to not do it twice because the shock would settle in first, and that doing the second time would accidentally kill the person, and to practice on a mannequin. Then, he jumped out of the window, startling some students, right as the door was kicked open.

          Mlle. Pani Mendeleiev was in her class planning her lesson when she was interrupted by a knock on the door. Su-Han, a new coworker and a brother of her fellow teacher and friend(not that she would admit it), stood in her doorway.

          Now, Mendeleiev admits that when she first met Su-Han, 3 weeks before he became a P.E. teacher, she did not like him one bit. At the time, she thought that he was an arrogant cocky bastard and he is. She remembers it clearly as they had met 3 weeks before, he was announced to be the new P.E. teacher, Caline told her to meet them in the park next to the school because she wanted them to meet before he started working at College Francoise Dupont.

          To say that it could have gone better would’ve been an understatement. Before she could introduce herself, Su-Han had commented how her style was uneek and she had an interesting taste in clothing. Which would have been a compliment, and it was, if he didn’t make it make it sound sexist. Mendeleiev immediately wanted to leave but sucked it up and introduced herself while commenting on his shiny head because Caline, if Pani knew Caline as well as she did, planned the whole day for them.

          As the day went on, Pani became more drained. Su-Han had kept pushing her buttons the rest of the day and, as much as Mendeleive wanted to sock him in the face, she put up with it as she made jabs of her own. Caline, seeing as both her platonic brother and her friend were becoming more aggressive with each other, had to end her plans early and said goodbye to Pani.

          The day after, Mlle. Bustier went to seek out Mlle. Mendeleiev to know if she was okay. Turns out the talk was what Pani needed to understand Su-Han’s perspective but that did not stop her from hating him a little.

          “The wannabe owl had ordered me to send you over to help his inncompitent ass– self with a few papers.” Rolling her eyes at his half-assed wording while silently agreeing with him, “You should mind your words because one day you might get fired cause of them.” and left the classroom not noticing the smirk Su-Han had on nor him entering her classroom.

          Pani Mendeleive swears to find the person that taught Su-Han about pranks so she could skin them alive because as soon as Pani was done with the paperwork that was given to her, finds the pen she was writing with is stuck to her hand. Not thinking about it much until a bucket of glitter, that she was sure was not there before, fell on her as she opened the door.

          “Once I find the student responsible for this I’ll give them detention and cleaning duty for a week.” Pani stated before green goo had been splashed onto her person and a little in her mouth.

          Wiping the green goo off her glasses with her hands. Stood a student with the name Lila Rossi, the known pathological liar rumored to have gone straight making people suspicious but Pani Mendeleive knew better, looking guilty before throwing her uncle under the bus.

          “Maman said you should show your less stern side and uncle wanted revenge. Something about last month.” Of course he wanted to get revenge on her for last month when she accidently killed his bonsai (small japanese tree) and spilt green paint on his clothes and shoes. Su-Han said that it was okay, ‘okay’ her ass!

          Dismissing Lila to her class, while saying that she was off the hook this time, and stalked off to find Su-Han and give him something he fears. Affection, the most dangerous thing that exists to socially awkward people.

          Which leads Pani to where she is now, after banging on the door for half 'n hour, scowling as her prey escapes from her wrath. Not being about to take out her anger, Mendeleive assigned extra homework for everyone and promised detention as punishment if anyone disagreed.

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          As the day progressed the akuma class found themselves in P.E. class with two questions in mind. Where is Mlle. Bustier and how did he pull off that prank?

          When asked, all Su-han said was that it wasn't his place to say and the prank was revenge for last month. What happened last month between him and Mlle Mendeleive, they’d never know. Before they had the chance to ask Lila class had already begun. The next few words that came out of their teacher's mouth made them shiver with fear, especially when it looked like he was having a good day. Su-Han having a good day means the class will have an equally terrible one.

          “Hello dear students,” a chill running down their spins as he said that, “since I’m having a wonderful day today, I thought we should all run 20 laps around Paris and when we come back,” the silent question of ‘if they come back’, “we’ll do 200 push-ups, sit-ups, and squats as a warm up.” Taking in the amounts of displeasure faces, he decided to add throwing playing darts at them as they run. Not that they know of yet.

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          It was such a relaxing day for the school nurse. No students coming in, only two akuma attacks that day, and, most importantly, no Lila coming in complaining about an injury that didn’t exist. Yes it was a good day for the school nurse, until it came crashing down in the form of the new P.E. teacher named Su-Han.

          She didn’t mind him that much at first , and knew the sexist sounding comments were his way of complimenting his female co-works without trying to sound sexist. Not going to lie, but if Caline Bustier, and later found out that Su-Han was her brother, and Pani Mendeleive didn’t call a mandatory meeting for all the staff members to talk about him reevaluating himself with society after so long, there would have been over 20+ akuma’s on his tail for his first day. Even so, there is still a ‘I Dislike Su-Han Club’(he doesn’t know it exists and Mendeleive wants to keep it that way) that she just became president of.

          Su-Han’s sexist sounding comments was not the reason she joined as he had gotten better with his wording. The school nurse joined because about three weeks after he started teaching, Su-Han had said f*ck this I’m teaching my own way.

          The statement was encouraged by his peers, until they saw what ‘teaching in his own way’ looked like.

           It was the second month into the school year, a relaxing day for the school nurse. Students coming in to either coome sleep or get their medication and an akuma battle, then the Akuma Class, passing by the school. All in all, it was just a normal day in Paris.

          Hearing the door open, the nurse turned to greet the person only to shriek at the sight in front of her. A whole class of students flooded her office carrying bruises and scratches, while looking like they wanted to be somewhere else.

          Later in the day, the staff had their mandatory meeting and there it was announced that Su-Han was the one responsible for the state the students were in.

          “I had warned every class that I would be doing things differently and that they would get injured. Once I had their consent, we began, and after I finished class I told all the menances to go straight to the nurse but seeing how we all heard her shriek near the end of the of the day, I can assume that the others did not come to you,” nodding her head as confirmation before he began again, “Akuma attacks are becoming more frequently as they are dangerous, so I created a work-out regimen for them to strong enough to lift dorbies, fast enough to dodge falling buildings, and fast reflexes to get others out of harm's way. I also created a material art so that if they had no other choice but to hold off the akuma/akuma minion, and 姐( Jiě(sister)) looked over them and added her own input as well as what I should takeout. Advising me to go easy on the gremlins as they are not like the people I’ve been around before.” Many were surprised at how much planning he put in and wanted to praise him, but they kept their comments to themselves as they felt that Su-Han had more to say. “When my last class was finished, Caline and Mendeleive had to forcefully make all of my students go to the nurses office while I rounded up the ones that escaped. All of them complained saying, ‘Ladybug can just heal us with her magical cure, we don't need to go to the nurses office’. This incident had made me realize that we adults, not just as teachers, have been failing these children because it is not healthy for these children to see all of this damage only for it to be repaired by magical earrings that will be put away after the reign of Hawkmoth (now Shadowmoth) is over. Their mental state is not well as we had thought.”

          Silence had taken over them as they let the information sink in. They should have done something when they saw the students, children, getting used to akuma attacks but did nothing because they themselves are also getting used to this toxic environment. The only ones that did anything about it were the two teachers they isolated, Mlle. Bustier and Mlle. Mendeleive, before the arrival of Su-Han because they feared that being close to Mlle. Bustier would make their class the next Akuma Class. Mendeleive had none of it and stayed close to her friend, even if it also made her an outcast to both her co-worker and, temporarily, her student’s.

          “So what are we going to do about it?” This question had everyone thinking about what to do next.

          Taking the lead of the meeting, Mlle. Mendeleive stood up while Mlle. Bustier pulled up a presentation on the big screen.

          “Me and Caline Bustier were wonder when you’d pull your thick ass head out of that microscopic ass-”

          “Language!”

          “And created a presentation of therapeutic sessions that worked for our students, and were created by said students.”

          Unbenounced to everyone, Marinette heard everything and had an emergency meeting with the Akuma Class, with the exception of their teachers, to discuss her findings. A week later Ladybug and Chat Noir announced that they would be taking a two day break starting tomorrow and that their team would be taking over, with a warning to be careful and that they were sorry for the inconvenience. The public, not fully understanding the consequences, accepted it full heartfully because they are young. When Mlle. Bustier and Su-Han found out, they lectored them harshly even though they had an idea why they did what they did.

          The consequences didn’t show until after the third akuma, where people carried some bruises/scratches and went about their day. Only for the real consequences to show after the sixth akuma, when the dead did not rise and the buildings did not repair themselves. No miraculous cure means no raising the dead and no reparied buildings. No cataclysm means it takes longer to move the ruble, longer to capture the bigger akumas. While the team was doing well protecting Paris without their leaders, it just takes longer and longer means more catastrophes. Catastrophes that could have been avoided if the civilians moved out of the way, and this all happened on the morning of the first day. As the second day passed, more buildings were destroyed and less than 1 million citizens were left. On the morning of Ladybug and Chat Noir’s return, a conference was held.

          “You abandoned us!”

          “Where were you?!”

          “We needed you!”

          “How could you let us die?!”

          “MY ENTIRE FAMILY IS DEAD BECAUSE YOU DID COME QUICK ENOUGH!!”

          “YOU KILLED MY DAUGHTER!!”

          Not once did the public look at their heroes, and when they did, silence was all that was left. Ladybug looked deadly pale like she was closer to death's door, shivering even though there was no breeze, and couldn’t even stand properly as she held onto the podium. Chat Noir didn’t look any better as he had to hold onto Carapace just to stand. Now that they had a good look at all of their heroes, they saw how sleep deprived they were. Saw how guilty they looked, saw the tear stains on their faces as they also suffered. How some of the heroes are still crying in front of them but are still standing. It was no one's fault but theirs for not heeding Ladybug and Chat Noir’s warning.

          “I’m sorry,” the hoarse voice of Ladybug echoed through the audience as tears started to shed from her face. “I’m sorry that me and Chat were not here to help any of you. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” There was no malice in her voice, only sorrow as she broke down. Seeing as their leader was in no mood to talk anymore, Chat Noir let go of Carapace and handed her over to Rena Rouge.

          “On the first day, Milady and I called the Justice League. Even though we know that it was hopeless, we had hoped that if we were annoying enough they would answer. We called for hours on end hoping they would listen to us, only to find out they blocked us.” Chat Noir's lifeless eyes looked over the audience as they held their breaths. “Then we tried to get into the Justice League's Headquarters to make them see that we needed help. Only kicked out and banned.” His voice cracked as strains of tears came out of his eyes. “After a long discussion with the team, we have decided that it would be better for Paris if the Justice League would just stay out,” collapsing into the waiting arm of King Monkey as he and Rena Rouge then put their leaders on a sofa that was prepared beforehand. The rest of the team curled around them.

          Taking the lead, Empress Drone, formerly known as Queen Bee, walked forward and began her piece. “Late into the first night ‘til early in the morning the second morning, with the help of our Shadows, Ladybug and Chat Noir a barrier around Paris to make sure an akuma, or amouk, does not escape so that our sister states wouldn’t have to suffer the same fate as us,” even though her is stern and her poster demanded attention, they can still see how excused she was no matter how she tried to cover it up. “And, without rest, Ladybug and Chat Noir gathered people across the globe that actually care about our mental health,” jestering to her left a flood about 300 people entered. In the crowd the audience recognized a few faces, like Caline Bustier, and that each one of them were carrying a specific amount of boxes, “They are mental health instructors that are willing to help us. Each one of them are carrying a containment filled with enchanted bracelets, that Ladybug and Chat Noir created, that allows us to feel your emotions without getting akumatized but they will be limited for ONLY therapeutic needs as there are not enough all of Paris and its inhabitants,” feeling a hand on her shoulder, Empress Drone saw Ladybug and Chat Noir, looking a little better, before stepping aside.

          Taking the lead once more Ladybug calls upon her ‘Lucky Charm’, that takes on a form of a bandaged heart, and ‘De-Evilized’ the akuma’s. Before calling on her ‘Miraculous Ladybug’, she and Chat Noir lined up with the other miraculous holders, aka all of the Akuma Class, hand-in-hand and bowed an apology for not having the ability to give them any more help.

          News of this event circled all around Europe, they toned down the number of tourists, created firewalls, and that became the last day that anyone in Europe ever heard about the Miraculous Team and its Akuma’s.

          After that day, the staff were all taught the basics of being a therapist and, with process, the students, as well as staff, mentality got better as they started to realize that this was not normal. That’s not the only thing that changed in the school. Whenever a teacher, or staff member, needed advise on other ways to effectively do therapy, they would go to ether Mendeleive or Bustier class with their students (never Su-Han because they can never find him anywhere). To show that just because they get akumatized a lot does not mean that they are bad people. This had been proven to be useful, by the end of the second week the Akuma Class became the most protected class in the school and, the Akuma Class, had apprentices in case they aren’t there themselves. With how much the other classes started going over to the Akuma Class, Mister Damocles expended the school day’s by an hour, so that therapy would be their last class with a cover story saying since akuma attacks are becoming more frequent it is affecting the students education. Classrooms were used as group therapy sessions and the counselor rooms, they found out they had because for some reason this school doesn’t have counselors, were used as 1v1 sessions. To no one's surprise, the Akuma Class lead most of the, group and 1v1, therapy sessions. While the teachers/staff lead the other sessions, and like a therapist, both the Akuma Class and the teachers/staff never told, or used, the information given to them. If a visiter, expected or not, walks into the grounds, Damocles or a teacher on hallway duty will inform the others on a walky talky because they the students to be talking about their problems without being pressured and for Hawkmoth to be unaware about what they’re really doing with their extra hour of school.

          As for Su-Han, Damocles left him off with a warning and a condition to make sure that all his students go straight to the nurses office. That was the reason that she disliked Su-Han, since the school didn't have enough funds for another permanent nurse, she was the only nurse there at the moment. After the first 6,000 students. She had enough and decided to go to Every. Single. Class. that Su-Han taught, to teach the students the basics of first-aid to lighten her load. ONLY for him to somehow gain FIVE FREAKIN DISCIPLES! That she has to gag and strap down so that she can fix whatever Su-Han, or the other students, broke or dislocated!!

          The ONLY upside to this is that most of his classes take place in a forest on the edge of Paris, so it is unlikely that Hawkmoth will try and akumatized her. And because of how Su-Han is with his class, she had to buy a van that specifically fits two classes in it! The students fill half the seats coming in the forest and takes up most of them coming out. (The school nurse is just glad that she and Mlle. Mendeleive developed a cream that heals people faster and that Su-Han hadn’t permanently broken a students body.) As students were getting less injured during P.E., Su-Han, in his own words, decided to make it a little more harder by giving them a challenge to land at least one clean hit on him before, and two days after, he goes on the end of the year trip with Mlle. Bustier, Mlle. Mendeleive, and her and her precious van.

          His students gladly partook in the challenge so that they can take their revenge on him for putting them through hell. Only to realize they needed a solid plan, after the nurse literally smacked the dumbassness out of them, to land a hit on the old geezer (whom they call ‘Bushy Brow God’ when he isn’t around or so they think).

          Which leads to where they are now, a few weeks before they go to New York. Leaving her with the faintest idea on why the bane of her existence is in her office at her drinking hour, only to process the next few words he utters.

          “My sister is expecting a child in a few months and her bastard of a fiancee did not take it as she hoped. So, I was wondering if it was okay for her to use one of your beds for the meantime?”

          If she was none the wiser, it would have sounded like an order rather than a question. Both not noticing a student with a frying pan running the halls to tell his class what he had just learned.

          “Of course Mlle. Bustier is allowed to use one of the beds, anyone can use the beds in between breaks. And besides, we’re going on a class trip to New York away from our problems! What’s the worst that can happen? Also here's one of my spare keys that you should give to Mlle. Bustier so she comes and goes as she pleases, and tell her to lock the door if she is going to sleep and when she leaves.”

          If only they had known a little mishap that takes place a day before their trip.

          “I’ll be taking my leave now,” and promptly jumps out the window followed by pissed off Mendeleive (wearing the bracelet that Caline managed to slip on her) yelling slurs and chasing him with a bolt gun.

          Rubbing off a headache, the school nurse had decided that she was in fact too sober for this shit.