Oblivio let out an evil laugh. Nino and Alya were both swept up into a fight over something stupid; giving the Hawk Moth the perfect opportunity to revive a childhood friend of Ladybug and Chat Noir.

Oblivio cackled and Jake looked nervously to Cochon. It was dangerous for her to even be here with him; her future son. He wouldn't have even introduced her to his sister, for she was still dealing with the loss of Samantha. His father told him to, and his father knows best. Right?

"Can't we just skip the crazy speech and get to the part where we all find your akuma and destroy it?" The entire group looked to Cochon, the one staring at the villain with determination in her eyes, and her body ready for a battle. "Tell Hawky that he isn't going to get his precious miraculous to achieve whatever he thinks he wants to happen. Got it?" Please don't wipe my memory! Hide my fear, hide my fear! Although she neglected to show it, her head was filled with doubts and fear. She was going to do as her mother always told her:

Fake it till you make it. Don't let the people around you know you're afraid, because they might be looking to you for the courage to succeed.

"Who said Hawk Moth is a 'he'?" Oblivio outstretched their arms as a female figure flew into view. She wore purple pants with a matching jacket that was short in the front and long in the back. Her hair had two small pieces in the front, separated by hair ties. In her hands contained a cane that just completed her outfit.

"Sorry, piglet. The guy you know had to retire. Such a shame, right, Chat?" She performed a backwards flip in the air before flying off.

Chat Noir felt as if someone, as if she, had ripped his heart out. He couldn't figure out who she was, or how she knew who he was under the mask. He sent a glance to Ladybug, the two had eyes filled with worry.

Without being noticed, Oblivio was able to aim their gun in the direction of Dauphin, noticed only by Cochon. All four people were in a line, and she was on the far left. she stood next to Chat Noir, who stood next to Ladybug, with the teenage boy on the far right.

She had no idea what she was doing, she knew only that she was not going to allow Jake to get hit.

Without thinking, she took a large step back before diving into the side of Chat Noir. As soon as she hit him, she called upon her special power: "Intangibility!"

The domino effect was put into action as the man bumped into the woman, the woman bumping into the boy; all this occurring as Cochon travelled through their bodies, soon diving into the floors.

"No! Make it sto-" After about two stories, she landed face first on a desk. She grumbled as she rolled off the desk that was now in half. "I'm...not okay." She just sat there, thinking about the craziness that was her life.

Meanwhile, the other three...had their hands full. Unlike before, the villain had a shooter on both hands, and needed no hand to swipe the hazardous beams.

"Lucky Charm! A picture? Of- you have got to be kidding me!"

"What is it, Bugaboo?" Chat was given a look of warning, and he swung his baton to hit the enemy.

"The picture of you and I, right before we got our memories, uh, back. The one Alya-" Ladybug's eyes darted from the picture, to the bag around Dauphin's waist, before landing on the news helicopter flying above. "I need you to get me a phone, little fish!" Ladybug gracefully dodged a beam, oblivious to the Chat looking at her with such admiration, the young teen gagged silently to himself.

"Sure thing, LB!" Dauphin swung his bag as if it were a jump rope as he shouted the trigger words for his special power: "Let's sea some tricks!" After doing his little dance, he opened the pouch to find his sister's old phone.

"What do you want me to do with this?" Chat Noir and the boy were tied together by a yoyo and swept into a private location.

"Give me the phone." He did as Ladybug asked, for she was the team leader.

Previously in the Past:

"Where did-" The fourteen year-old Chat Noir had just watched his lassie get swallowed by a green portal, naturally causing him to stop in his tracks.

"Doesn't mater, kitty. Once I get your ring, you can join her." Time Hop zapped the rope around her; sending it to the Ice Age and detaching her from the bench. "I'll give your bug-eyed friend the same journey once she hands me her earrings. Deal?"

"Look, you moved one of our partners. We can't ignore that, so we are going to have to break your watch instead. Deal?" Ladybug threw the other end of her yoyo to the woman's watch, but was soon met with the obstacle of her weapon getting thrown into the middle of WWIII.

"Uh, M'lady?"

"Chat?" The villain aimed her watch towards the insect inspired hero.

"Permission to run and get us out of here, bugaboo?" Chat Noir asked with a smile from behind Time Hop.

"Don't waste time by asking, you mangy cat! Just get me out of here!" As he scooped her up by the waist, she gave him the mumbling comment of: "And no more 'bugaboo' calling."

"Did you say something, M'lady?"

"Nope! Land over there!"

Currently in the Future:
(Let's pretend for a while that time isn't relative)

"We need to figure out how to defeat this akuma, so I'm just going to search on here, and-yes!" Ladybug watched the news footage on Faustine's phone.

The heroes watched the news footage, and Bunnix soon showed up to the gathering in an effort to help. They were able to use the information from the first encounter against Oblivio, and Ladybug was able to repair everything with her magical butterflies in no time. Dauphin was sent to fetch Samantha without a word.

A/N: I WAS TOO LAZY TO ACTUALLY WATCH THE EPISODE AND WRITE DOWN ALL THE COOL ACTION STUFF. SORRY, NOT SORRY.

"Samantha!" Chat Noir was about ready to pounce after the young boy, but was pulled back due to Ladybug holding his wrist and tail.

"Chat, we saw her die. This isn't her, you, you can't save her." Ladybug spoke to the heartbroken cat in a soothing manner; the male looking away from her still. He shook his lady off, not wishing her to see his eyes filling with tears.

"I have to go." The two women were left behind, Bunnix resting her hand on Ladybug's shoulder.

"You couldn't have done anything either. It was her decision-"

"Alix! We forced her to make the decision!" Ladybug then left the scene to fetch a little...detail she had to remember.

Previously in the Past:

"So, what's the plan?" Ladybug gave her partner a momentary death glare as she paced upon the rooftop with Chat Noir leaning against a wall admiring the way her eyebrows scrunched up as she concentrated.

"I don't have my yo-yo, which means no 'Lucky Charm' and no-"

"Fixing the damage?" Chat continued for her. Ladybug nodded, and he put his arm around her. "My lady, has anyone ever told you that you overthink things? I'll just cataclysm the watch, your weapon will be released, and you'll get our piglet back. Good deal?"

She flicked his bell as she walked away: "You are such a smart kitty, Chat. Now let's come up with an actual plan."

In the Future:

"No, no, no, no! SeaSea! Stop!" Dauphin crashed into a tree because he couldn't stop thinking. The best part: He fell from the tree just to land atop Hugo.

"Dauphin! Hang on, I just need to take a picture! Jake won't believe me without proof!" As Dauphin scrambled off his friend, the only son of Marinette searching through his bag to fetch his camera.

He was shorter in height, but his black hair cut short was covering a mind filled with creative ideas and an amazing imagination. His green eyes glistening with happiness as he began aiming the camera towards the awkward teenager.

"H-H-Hugo!" His mother being close friends with Hugo's parents, the fourteen-year-old boys had grown to be close. Their older sisters were good friends, and Hugo's little sister, she was close to Nino's son.

Dauphin saw the emerald eyes before him look up to the tree above, his mouth dangling open. Hugo slowly raised his camera, and pressed the button as Dauphin turned to see Cochon holding a wink, a tongue sticking out, and her middle and index finger on both hands forming the two-fingered peace sign.

"Cochon!" She opened her eyes, her joyful brown eyes, and looked to the tall boy who called her alias.

"Yes, my sushi?" She leapt to their level, and gave Dauphin an imaginary hat tip.

"Y-y-you-" Hugo's eyes were in astonishment as he looked the ghost up and down.

"I died? Yeah, I know." Samantha gave the remark with as least sass as she could.

The boy's green eyes flashed to nothing but worry, and Jake felt the worry growing in his stomach as well.

"Has Jake seen you? You can't let him know, mmm-hmmm!" Dauphin covered Hugo's mouth while tackling him to the ground and gave him a warning glance.

"I will ensure she doesn't see Jake." He realized he was still laying on the boy. "G-G-Good day, H-Hugo." The Teenage boy retracted off the kid with back hair and followed Cochon back to the roof where they once were just minutes before.

"So, you got a little crush on 'H-Hugo'?" The two had gone back to their regular selves, Samantha elbowing Jake in a teasing way as they went to sit on the edge of the roof.

"W-What?" He tripped over his feet out of awkwardness.

"It's obvious. Do you know Marinette?" Samantha sat with her legs dangling without looking in the direction of Jack

"Yes, why?"

"Well, she used to have a gigantic crush on this one boy-"

"Un-Adrien?" He sat next to his mother, adoring the way her bright brown eyes looked to the setting of the sun.

"Yeah, him. Whenever she was around him, she would turn onto a stuttering mess. It didn't matter what the situation." She turned her gleaming gaze to Jake, pointing an accusing finger towards him. "Like you just did." Samantha turned away with a smug expression and her hands serving as support behind her. "Don't worry, though. I think he likes you too. He showed too much worry about Jake, and too much excitement when Dauphin 'dropped' by."

"You saw all of it?" It felt weird, this version of a family member he was close to, telling him about his love life. She responded with a nod, and continued to stare at the sun. "A-Are you disappointed?" This was a question constantly pestering Jake. Would she be proud of who he was today? Would she be embarrassed? Samantha pulled her legs up and turned her entire body towards him.

"Disappointed? Why would I have any reason to be?" When she received no response, her face turned serious, and her tone matched. "We have no control over our emotions, including who we feel strongly for. I have told that so many times, I-"

"Need to learn to take the advice yourself?" Jake pushed his blue eyes to the sun as he put his birthmark placed in his hair behind his ear. "My mother, I suppose you could say she knew you. She spoke that way all the time. My father commented once about how you give advice to people that you actually like." He gave Samantha a side eye. "Am I wrong?"

She thought about this, realizing there was only one boy she actually did this to, at least that she could remember. But-

"Samantha?" Jake brought her from her thoughts with a worried tone and a finger pointed to her feet. She looked down and realized Ladybug's butterflies were working their magic and forming a portal just below her dangling feet.

"I suppose I ought to go, little bud." His eyes began to flood with tears at the me memory from when he last saw his mother.

"Mum! Please don't leave us!" His sister cried as she held her dying mother's hand.

"Muma?" Though her strength wavered, Samantha mustered a smile to her young son as she was lifted by Chat Noir.

"I'll be back, but I ought to go, little bud." She ran her fingers through his hair, then wiped a tear from Faustine's cheek. "Don't cry, my little flower," she took a deep breath; her voice hardly above a whisper. "Do not think of my leaving you as just that, think of the new presence that shall come to you as a guide."

"Hey, did I say something wrong?" She had not heard a response from him, only noticing the tear that passed off his face.

"I'm fine," he shook his head dismissively. "You should go before the portal closes." Even Samantha could tell he wanted her to stay, though she didn't know why. Was he close to her?

"Make sure you tell Faustine I said farewell. Okay?" Sam's instincts told her that was important. She tipped her imaginary hat before, not without a moment of hesitation, she pushed herself off the ledge of the building.

Back in the Present:

Something weird happened with the fixation, for it wasn't until two days later that Samantha's limp body rolled to the feet of Nathaniel, who was so innocently enjoying the moonlight to draw.

"Sam?" The male fourteen-year old bent down next to the girl, gently brushing her waist-long hair from her face.

"I got the snacks-. Nathaniel?" Marc approached the wide-eyed red head.

"I-I, she j-just rolled he-here." Nathaniel stood up and looked to Marc, the two wondering what caused their classmate to show up on the third day of her having left no trace.

Countdown:

31 DAYS UNTIL THE DANCE

WEEKLY QUOTE:

"A reader lives a thousand lives, said Jojen. The man who never reads lives only one."
~George R. R. Martin

Note from the Author:

Hey, random people! I just wanted to put out there that I have posted stuff pertaining to this story in Behind the Scenes.